Meng Qianzi felt that she was a ghost.

Jiang Lian's words were normal before, and they were indeed a tone of discussing important matters, so she was able to concentrate on listening. When the last sentence was not called a reversal, it was called an instantaneous disorder.

She suspected that she had heard it wrong: "Run?"

"Yes, run hard... do you know when is the most desperate moment for a thief when stealing something?"

Meng Qianzi was not angry: "I don't know, I haven't been it."

This reaction, as he expected: "I have done it."

Meng Qianzi was not too surprised.

"When Mr. Gan didn't adopt me, he really had nothing to eat. He had done something shameless... Do you know how Mr. Gan ran into me?"

Meng Qianzi didn't say anything, but that look showed that she was willing to listen.

Jiang Lian didn't look at her, staring at the pretty night not far away for a while, and couldn't help laughing. It seemed that when I recalled, I felt funny: "Do you know, even if you beg for food, you can still be divided into upper, middle and lower levels. This level is not the kind of Beggars' Sect you think."

***

It’s strange to think about it. Sometimes, even though they are already the lowest and most vulnerable people, they still have to bully the weak in this squeezed space: this person is stepped on the soles of his feet, has a bruised nose and a swollen face, and does not dare to beat him back, but instead he spits blood and tramples on the weaker people.

At first, he was begging for food along the street, but his mind was so bright that he concluded in just two days that the chance of getting food in places like the big square and the train station is much higher than that of residential areas, commercial streets, and especially train stations. He could always get leftover instant noodles, fresh shrimp flavor and beef flavor, which was particularly satisfied.

He entered the train station excitedly, as if he had a job as a job.

But on the third night, he was covered in newspapers and curled up under the waiting room seat and was sleeping soundly. He was dragged out by several people and punched and kicked. The leader was a rosacea. He had sores on his legs all year round. When begging for food during the day, Jiang Lian had seen him. He was scolded by the passengers as a dog, laughed timidly, and beat him up, as majestic as the leader.

It was not until this time that he realized that there was a territory for begging for food. The railway station had been divided up by Rosacea and four or five other people. He was here to touch other people's cakes.

After a foul beating, he was thrown under the broken bridge. Rosacea said that he would dare to appear at the train station again and cut off his little **.

Jiang Lian didn't dare to say anything. After Rosacea and the others walked away, they turned over and got up and cursed at the bottom of the hollow bridge: "Cao your mother, dare to beat you, Grandpa Lian."

Then, he didn't dare to go to the train station again.

He wandered around the city and couldn't get any food, so he started to steal buns, bacon, oil cakes, sweet potatoes, hunger and fullness, and worked hard to survive one day, another day in his "labor income".

But he thought he was not a thief. Every time he finished eating the stolen things, he would smear the corner of his mouth and said to himself: Wait, wait until Grandpa Lian gets rich, and pay you twice, multiply by two!

Unfortunately, I was nowhere to be rich. One day, I was huddling in a small alley and chewing the stolen steamed buns, and I was beaten again.

This time, I didn't see who was beating him clearly. I just felt that many feet fell from the sky, stepping on his head, chest, belly, and buns. The person who scolded him had a sharp voice and had not changed his voice yet. He should be only thirteen or fourteen years old. He shouted to him: "Dare you dare to steal here? Don't you know that these streets are our "Seven Wolves" territory? If you want to steal, get away and steal."

It turns out that not only begging for food, but also thieves have territory.

His eyes were congested and his nose was bleeding. After the group left, he sucked the nose and blood, and picked up the steamed bun that was trampled black: Based on his life experience, the dirty skin outside was removed, and the inside was still clean and edible.

While gnawing on steamed buns, he planned for himself in the future: where to get out? There is no place to get out. There is territory everywhere and there are punches and kicks everywhere.

He had to find a way to continue to steal and ask for help here without being beaten.

After eating a steamed bun, he stared at his sneakers with two or three toes, his eyes lit up.

He can run.

As long as you run fast enough, you will never be beaten, because no one who beats him will catch up with him.

From then on, he was often seen running wildly in the streets and alleys in the city. He was caught two or three times, and he was beaten up every time, but the more fierce the beating, the greater the motivation, the faster he would run the next time.

Gradually, he stopped being beaten because the owner could not escape him, so he could not be angry for the sake of buns and steamed buns. Those second-rate gangsters could not escape him. Usually after chasing for a few streets, they pressed their knees and panted, cursing: "This little bastard is running faster than a dog."

Thanks to their auspicious words, Jiang Lian encountered Kuang Tongsheng that time, which was the best performance in his life, and he really outperformed the dog.

That time, the family was holding a funeral banquet. The thief loved the red and white banquet because the staff in and out was complicated, so it was convenient to start.

Jiang Lian was mixed up with it, first made two cakes for himself, and then endured the scalding and scalding a chicken leg. As soon as he grabbed it into his hand, someone shouted: "Catch the thief!"

I found out afterwards that the man lost money, three thousand yuan, and the three thousand yuan that year was not a small amount, and it was not him who was yelling, but it was true that he was guilty of being a thief. He was shocked and ran away.

It immediately became the most conspicuous target.

The funeral banquet was full of relatives and friends, so how could they be different from the enemy? Before we could find out the reasons, Hulala chased out a group and even let the dog go.

A fierce pursuit began on the long ridge of the field: Jiang Lian held the chicken legs and took the lead, and chased a local dog not far behind him. Then behind him, there was a large group of people.

Soon, due to physical differences, the large group of people were pulled into a long way, and the backwards helped each other and their steps were scattered. The ones who were barely chasing were panting, and the gap between them and the person in front was getting bigger and bigger.

Finally, I stopped and put all my hope on the dog.

Besides, Tongsheng's car passed by at this time.

He was first attracted by the scene in front of him, and then heard the shouts, so he ordered the driver to follow him.

Jiang Lian held the chicken legs and moved his legs like flying. The temptation of the chicken legs and the fear of being bitten by a dog gave him double motivation. In addition, he climbed the piles and walls from time to time, gained some advantage: the dog finally stopped ineffective and barked in despair in despair.

In fact, when he ran to this point, Jiang Lian was exhausted, but the barking of the dog behind him was getting farther and he was refreshed. He turned around in a hurry and turned his face so scared that his face turned pale again.

Just a chicken leg, he actually went out to chase him!

He gritted his teeth, activated his legs and continued to run wildly.

Kuang Tongsheng asked the driver to speed up, and when he was in line with Jiang Lian, he pressed the window and shouted to him: "Little brother, stop for a moment."

Jiang Lian didn't listen, and Tongsheng had no choice but to ask the driver to continue to speed up, and then the car body was crossing, blocking his way.

Jiang Lian suddenly stopped at the side of the car and fell. As soon as he blew away his ignorant force, he could no longer lift it. He looked at Kuang Tongsheng who was using crutches and felt that the crutch would hit him. His first reaction was to lower his head and swallow the chicken leg that had already been cold: I was going to be beaten, so I can't be beaten in vain. The chicken is nutritious, and if I eat it in my stomach, I can heal faster if I get hurt.

He swallowed voraciously and almost choked. His huge chicken legs were gone in just a few seconds, and then he puffed his cheeks and threw the bones at Kuang Tongsheng: "For you, it's gone!"

The chicken leg bone fell on Kuang Tongsheng's shiny leather shoes.

Kuang Tongsheng looked down, looked up at him again, and chuckled softly.

...

Jiang Lian sighed: "People still have to have a skill. If I hadn't been able to run, I wouldn't have discovered me."

He looked at Meng Qianzi: "When is the most desperate moment when a thief steals something? My disgraceful experience is not when you are knocked out or chased by others, as long as you can escape everyone."

"So what I said about 'running' is not a joke with you. I really think that once you face it head-on, there is no chance of winning. Let's run hard. If you can't run, I will pull you. I can beat them even with you on my back before. This time I will be light-fitting, it should be even more problematic."

Meng Qianzi didn't say anything. She still felt that Jiang Lian's "hard run" trick was really a ghost, but what's even more ghostly was that she actually felt that what he said was quite reasonable.

Bai Shuixiao didn't look like a person who could run, and Jiang Lian was a desperate person who ran away with the dog.

She reached out and rubbed her ankles unconsciously.

***

When the group of villagers first approached, there was no loud noise, only a halo of halo from far to near.

Meng Qianzi and Jiang Lian had already climbed the tree and were waiting for it with breath.

When you get closer, there will be movement: the sound of grass branches being trampled and the sound of knives accidentally hitting stones are all very light. However, it is because of the lightness that can easily cause associations, which makes people feel cold on their backs unknowingly.

Later, the figures became clear, one by one, like seeping out of the dense forest, arranged in three or two rows. They were still dragging their steps forward. The people walking in front passed by the tree, and Meng Qianzi could even see their faces clearly.

She knew what Jiang Lian said was "abnormal".

But why are these people still walking forward? They have all arrived at the ground. Shouldn’t they stop?

As soon as this thought arose, it seemed to respond to her. A very light and sharp sound suddenly floated in the night sky. Those who were still walking stopped like puppets.

It seemed that I had heard the sharp sound somewhere. Meng Qianzi's mind flew around, and her memory was still fresh, so she quickly remembered it.

This is the insect whistle. When Tian Yapo drives the insect to attack her, he blows this.

She whispered to Jiang Lian: "These people may have been infected."

Tian Yapo has lived in the village for many years, so it is too easy to plot against these people.

Jiang Lian nodded: "You pay attention to the location of their stations. You can stop very skillfully, and just surrounded us in the center."

That's right, Bai Shuixiao's insect whistle was very accurate, but the insect whistle could only operate the most basic advance and retreat attack. If you want these people to bow their heads, you have to have other means.

Meng Qianzi remembered Gao Xiang.

It seems that those that did not work on her have all been realized in these people.

Another insect whistle, the people began to rush in place, full of murderous aura, as if they were looking for targets, some knocked over rocks, and some pulled apart the shrubs.

Meng Qianzi calmed down and waited: She and Jiang Lian specially chose this tree that had been attacked to hide, but they were sure that the mechanism of cold arrows had been used and they did not recharge, so it was impossible to shoot arrows and force them to go down the tree. The insect whistle could not remind these people to come up to find them, so Bai Shuixiao had to show up and issue orders in person.

And as long as she shows up, they run away.

Bai Shuixiao never dreamed that they would "run away".

Just as he thought about it, his wrist suddenly tightened. It was Jiang Lian who held her wrist and said softly: "Here you come."

Here comes? Before Meng Qianzi could take a closer look, she heard Bai Shuixiao's sharp shout: "On the tree!"

As soon as they finished speaking, the people raised their heads almost instantly, staring at them, and their eyes were full of fierceness. Meng Qianzi and Jiang Lian were about to go down the tree, but the people under the tree had already noticed that there were two people who could climb trees. They shouted wildly and rushed up the tree like monkeys.

Jiang Lian looked down at the one who was leading the way and kicked him hard.

The man fell down, and as soon as he hit the ground, he immediately flipped up and climbed up the tree without hesitation. In this moment, everyone had gathered under the tree. Looking at it, people were surging under the small canopy, and as many as six or seven people climbed up the tree alone.

Meng Qianzi said anxiously: "Let's walk from the tree!"

Jiang Lian thought this way, but when he saw the movement under the tree, he grabbed her: "Try to lure people here first!"

The more people gather under this tree, the smaller the obstacles you encounter when you jump down from another tree.
To be continued...