Chapter 172 Tomahawk, Hua Qing
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy had a terrified look on his face.
Behind him, there are more than a dozen burly men chasing him.
When such a scene appeared, all the people on the streets of the slums gathered around to watch, and a touch of pity appeared on their faces. In their eyes, the boy's fate would definitely be miserable.
Yang Qi found that the dozen or so burly men who were chasing the boy were just ordinary people, but they were just wicked people among ordinary people. It looked even more terrifying.
"Boy! Look where you're going!"
"Help!"
The boy was so terrified that he stimulated the survival potential of his whole body and ran for his life at the fastest speed ever.
He was about to run to Yang Qi's side soon.
Yang Qi was going to ask what was going on.
Just after the boy was about to run past him, he grabbed the boy.
This fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy could no longer run, even with the strength of breastfeeding.
Yang Qi's hands were like iron pliers, firmly grasping the boy's collar.
"Don't hit me! Don't hit me!"
The boy thought that Yang Qi was with the dozen or so burly men who were chasing him, and quickly begged for mercy, almost crying.
At this time, more than a dozen burly men also arrived in front of Yang Qi.
"This friend, we are Tomahawks, thank you for helping us catch this kid."
A man with a strong back said to Yang Qi.
Yang Qi, however, ignored the man with a stubborn waist and looked at the boy.
"Tell me what happened."
The boy was stunned.
He originally thought that Yang Qi was a tomahawk, but now it seems that he is a kind person who draws his sword to help Lu Jianbu?
"Senior, Tomahawk wanted us Huaqing to surrender to them. We didn't want to, so they took me to Tomahawk secretly. Fortunately, I escaped in a hurry."
tomahawk...
Huaqing...
When Yang Qi heard this name, why did he feel something was wrong?
He thought that in Huaxia, an organization with such a name seems to be the target of attack.
However, the words of the onlookers next, let him know that he was wrong.
"So this kid is from Hua Qing."
"Alas, Huaqing is an organization dedicated to protecting our poor."
"Who said no, it's like a battle axe to oppress us."
All the people in the audience pointed at the dozen or so men.
From these people's mouths, Yang Qi probably understood.
In other words, wherever there is exploitation, there is resistance!
Huaqing is an organization for the poor, and Tomahawk is an organization that oppresses the poor in poor areas.
Yang Qi thought a little bit.
Since he's here, let's step in.
"This friend, please also hand over this boy to us!"
The man with a strong back said to Yang Qi again.
"You go away, I won't hand him over to you."
Yang Qi didn't want to go too far, after all, the dozen men in front of him didn't offend him.
As soon as these words came out, not only the dozen or so men with their backs, but also all the onlookers were amazed.
They didn't expect that Yang Qi was going to leave no one.
Is it...
The audience suddenly thought of an astonishing possibility, that Yang Qi was a martial artist.
Only a martial artist would dare to have such confidence in the face of a dozen or so men.
(To be continued)
