Chapter 242 I Really Owe It!

"You're fucking finished!" Before the young man with glasses finished speaking, the thief suddenly broke out, interrupted him with a loud roar, and at the same time swung his fist.

Snapped!

The thief's fist landed heavily on the face of the young man with glasses.

The young man in glasses swayed after being beaten, staggered, and took three or four steps back in succession before he managed to stabilize his figure.

This punch was really hard!

The young man with glasses covered his face, looked at the thief in disbelief, and said in a daze, "How dare you hit me? You stole something, and you dare to touch someone else?"

"I think you deserve a beating!"

The thief waved his hand again and punched the young man with glasses hard.

Snapped!

This punch hit the young man with glasses on the nose!

puff!

Two streams of heat slowly flowed down the nostrils of the young man with glasses.

The thief stared at the young man with glasses, with an "angry" expression on his face, and snorted coldly: "In order to get close to please others, you actually framed me again and again, do you have any sense of shame?"

"Too shameless!"

"Being exposed by others, and still slandering him to death!"

"That's right, I'm not ashamed!"

A series of disdainful accusations sounded from around again, and they all pointed their finger at the young man with glasses.

Needless to say, the loudest one must be the thief's accomplice!

Of course, there are also some spectators who don't know the truth, misled by the thief and his accomplices, and cast contemptuous and contemptuous glances at the young man with glasses.

"Who is shameless? Who doesn't have a sense of shame?" The young man with glasses stared at the thief, his chest heaving violently, and he was so angry that he was about to burst into flames.

Catching the thief with good intentions has become the target of public criticism!

Is there any justice?

Do you have?

The anger in the heart of the young man with glasses,

Go straight up!

At this moment, he also fully understood that most of the people around who offered to help must be the thief's accomplices.

Deliberately smearing him is to help the thief get rid of the suspicion!

With a smear of nosebleed, the young man with glasses stretched out his hand and pointed at the thief, and then brushed past those who yelled the loudest, and shouted, "I don't know? You are all in the same group! You are all thieves!"

quiet!

It's all quiet!

It was so quiet that you could almost hear the heartbeats of everyone!

Not everyone is so easy to fool!

In fact, as early as the first time the thief opened his mouth to explain, many people had already seen the truth and understood that the young man with glasses was telling the truth.

But no one is willing to stand up and speak for the glasses youth.

It's none of your business, hang on high!

Especially after seeing a few people who jumped out to help the thief at the first time, a few people who originally planned to come out to prove to the young man with glasses also flinched instantly.

They are just ordinary people, no one wants to bear the revenge of the gang behind the thief!

No one can afford it either!

At this moment, seeing that the young man with glasses didn't flinch at all, and exposed in public that those accomplices were also thieves, many people secretly sweated for him.

"Honest man!"

"It's just that I have too little social experience and I am too straightforward!"

"Pity!"

The thief and his accomplices couldn't hear what everyone was thinking, but the accusations made by the young man with glasses directly lifted the fig leaf from them.

Their expressions suddenly changed!

Angry!

"Are you fucking impatient? I tell the truth, and you frame me together?" The twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man cursed angrily, and rushed towards the young man with glasses.

Snapped!

The man kicked heavily on the young man with glasses.

Plop!

The young man with glasses fell down and sat on the ground, covering his stomach with his left hand, pointing at the man who kicked him with his right hand, his mouth was trembling, and he couldn't say a word.

"Falsely accusing me of being a thief again and again, if I don't beat you up, I'm not a fucking man!" The thief joined in cursing, kicking and punching the young man with glasses.

Watching the thief and his accomplices beat up the young man with glasses violently, no one around dared to stop him.

Even the stolen girl dared not speak out!

He just stood there with a pale face, biting his lips tightly, not daring to move, watching the young man in glasses being beaten.

"Qianqian, call the police!" Seeing the bespectacled youth being beaten by thieves and accomplices, Lin Tian couldn't sit still anymore, turned his head and whispered to He Qianqian.

After finishing speaking, Lin Tian picked up a steamed bun and slammed it at the thief.

Snapped!

The bun hit the thief's nose directly.

The thief staggered suddenly!

Even if you beat him to death, someone would dare to hit him with something!

Feeling two streams of heat rushing out of his nostrils, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and half of his palm was immediately stained red with blood.

"Which thing is not afraid of death? How dare you throw something at me? Get out of me!" The thief was furious, and his dark eyes searched the crowd.

And the accomplice who helped the thief beat the young man with glasses stopped now.

The two stood together, arrogantly looking around at the crowd.

"It's me!" With a faint response, Lin Tian pushed aside the crowd of onlookers, and went straight to the thief, staring at the two of them with cold eyes.

The people watching the excitement around were in an uproar!

No one thought that under such circumstances, there would still be people who dared to stand up for the young man with glasses and dared to throw things at the thief.

Everyone looked at Lin Tian with shock.

Lin Tian acted like nothing happened, turning a blind eye to everyone's surprise and astonishment, and just stared coldly at the thief and his accomplices.

"Dare to throw things at me? Are you fucking impatient?" The thief rushed towards Lin Tian while cursing.

Without saying a word, Lin Tian raised his hand and slapped him.

Snapped!

The slap was slapped on the thief's face!

The thief was like a spiral, turned twice in place, and fell to the ground.

Holding his painfully beaten cheek, the thief's eyes were full of shock, and he looked at Lin Tian in disbelief and said, "How dare you hit me?"

"Being a thief is already very annoying, and you are still full of bad words. You really deserve a beating!" Lin Tian glanced at the bewitched thief, and said coldly.

After finishing speaking, Lin Tian turned his head and looked at the thief's accomplice.

The guy couldn't help but took a step back, looked at Lin Tian, ​​and said sternly: "What do you want to do? You have nothing to do here, you better not"

"Don't be a fart! Maintaining social harmony is everyone's responsibility!" Lin Tian snorted disdainfully, and kicked directly.

Snapped!

Lin Tian kicked that guy in the stomach.

Plop!

The guy flew upside down and fell heavily three meters away.

Lin Tian ignored that guy, glanced at the crowd, landed on the other two people who were helping the thief, and snorted coldly: "With your large number of people, you can turn black and white, confuse right and wrong, and frame others casually? "

Lin Tian's gaze, like two sharp swords shining with cold light, makes people shudder.

The two people hiding in the crowd lowered their heads unconsciously.

They didn't say anything, and quietly backed away.

"Do you still want to run at this moment? Dreaming!" Lin Tian curled his lips and snorted coldly, his body started suddenly, and he rushed into the crowd with a few strides.

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