Qiao Jiarong looked at the time and saw that it was just after nine o'clock. It was not too late. Besides, it only took half an hour to get home from Haishi. He could eat something and go back in time.

So, Qiao Jiarong walked to the food stall outside the park.

She looked at this one and thought it was delicious, so she bought some; she looked at that one and bought some too. If there was something particularly delicious, she bought a few more portions, planning to save some space for later eating.

Qiao Jiarong spent a long time shopping in this food street and bought all her favorite snacks.

When she finished shopping and was about to go back, she found that the time was almost ten o'clock. Qiao Jiarong quickly took the snacks she bought and walked out, intending to find a place where no one was and left with her sword.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked into a dark alley, I heard a cry for help, and the person's breath was somewhat familiar.

Qiao Jiarong scanned the alley with his consciousness. There were several men with wooden sticks in the alley, punching and kicking a thin middle-aged man.

There was another person next to him who was trying hard to grab something in his arms, while the man was hunched over and holding a schoolbag tightly with both hands and wouldn't let go.

The middle-aged man hugged his bag and said, "I beg you, this is my son's life-saving money. You can't rob it!"

Several men nearby said while beating: "Bah! This is what you owe our brother Yong. We brothers are just here to collect the debt. It is natural to pay back debts. Today you are saying that Potian should pay back the money."

return."

"You guys are talking nonsense, I don't have any money or any of your money." The middle-aged man argued hard.

"Haha... If you say you don't owe it, you won't owe it. You must have written the three words "Zou Yongchang" on this IOU! You think you don't have to pay it back if you deny it. If you don't give us the money today.

Tomorrow, we will sell your wife to sit at the bar. And your sick and consumptive son, although it is not worth anything, you can get some money back." The leading man said arrogantly.

"you dare·····"

As soon as the middle-aged man said two words, he saw the name on the IOU in the leading man's hand.

It was indeed written by him, and he naturally recognized the words he wrote. But he had never borrowed money from these people, and he did not know these people. How could they have an IOU with his name on it in their hands?

What on earth is going on? The middle-aged man can't figure it out.

Seeing his confusion, the leading man reminded him kindly: "Do you know a man named Zou Yongming?"

"That's my eldest brother..." As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man was stunned. Yes, he would not sign his name casually. Only his eldest brother would leave his own handwriting without warning.

It was his eldest brother who borrowed money from these people with his signature.

No wonder, these people know his family situation; no wonder, they know that he will withdraw money today. This is the 30,000 yuan he just borrowed from his boss, which he plans to use for his son's surgery.

Apart from his wife, only his eldest brother knows about this.

Zou Yongchang never thought that his eldest brother would harm him like this. He also couldn't figure out why his eldest brother would do this? They are brothers from the same father and mother!

Although their parents are gone now, is the brotherhood they had since childhood fake?

No matter, no matter why the elder brother did this, he can't give this to these people today.

Not to mention that he didn't owe them money, even if he really owed them money, he couldn't give it to them. This was his son's life-saving money.

Thinking of this, Zou Yongchang hugged the schoolbag in his arms harder.

The leading man felt very unhappy when he saw that Zou Yongchang was not getting enough. He felt that this man was disrespectful. He had told him so clearly, but he still refused to pay, so don't blame him for being cruel.

So, the leading man made a move. Now, the few who were still controlling the strength directly attacked Zou Yongchang.

Qiao Jiarong listened to the conversations between several people and roughly understood the situation. Naturally, she couldn't just ignore her, let alone the person who had protected her before.

Although, she doesn't need the other person's protection.

Qiao Jiarong suddenly appeared in front of Zou Yongchang and used his spiritual power to fly away the men who were surrounding him.

Then, he grabbed Zou Yongchang and ran away. He didn't let go until he reached the snack street.

Looking at the panting Zou Yongchang, Qiao Jiarong asked: "Why did you come to such a remote place?"

"Thank you, kid, please go home quickly! Otherwise, those people won't let you go if they catch up." Zou Yongchang did not answer Qiao Jiarong's question, but urged her to go home quickly.

Qiao Jiarong shook his head and said, "I'll take you home! Now that you know martial arts, you won't be afraid of them."

Hearing Qiao Jiarong talk about martial arts, Zou Yongchang's eyes lit up. But then when he saw Qiao Jiarong, who was not even around his waist, the bright light instantly went out again.

He shook his head and said to Qiao Jiarong: "There are many of them, and you alone are no match for them. You'd better go back early!"

When Qiao Jiarong saw how annoyed this man named Zou Yongchang was, he wanted to slap him awake. If it weren't for his sick son, Qiao Jiarong wouldn't bother to talk to him so much.

That's right, Qiao Jiarong felt that Zou Yongchang's son was unusually ill.

But she didn't see anyone, so she wasn't sure. So she rescued Zou Yongchang and planned to follow him back to have a look. She didn't expect that this man was so stubborn, no wonder he would be blocked in the alley and beaten.

Qiao Jiarong was too lazy to tell him anymore. When he wasn't paying attention, he snatched the schoolbag from his arms and said, "Are you leaving? If you don't leave, you won't be able to get this schoolbag again."

Zou Yongchang was shocked when he saw his school bag being robbed, but then he felt relieved after hearing Qiao Jiarong's words.

In order to get his bag back, Zou Yongchang reluctantly took Qiao Jiarong home.

Zou Yongchang's home is also in an alley, not far from this snack street. There are many families like them living in the alley, but it is late at night, and only a few people's lights are still on.

Zou Yongchang came to a dilapidated small building and carefully climbed the steps. Then, he took Qiao Jiarong upstairs.

Qiao Jiarong followed him to the innermost door upstairs. Before Zou Yongchang could get the key, he saw the door open from the inside. A middle-aged woman with a haggard look stuck her head out and said, "Yongchang, come back."

Already."

"Yeah! Go in first." Zou Yongchang nodded and said.

After finishing speaking, Zou Yongchang turned around and said to Qiao Jiarong: "Kid, I'm home, can you give me your bag?"

Qiao Jiarong shook his head and said, "I'll give it to you later. Take me to see your son! I know some medical skills, maybe I can help him."

When he walked upstairs, Qiao Jiarong used his spiritual consciousness to check the building. He was the only patient in the whole building, and his condition was very special.

If a craniotomy was performed as Zou Yongchang said, the patient might not be able to get off the operating table.

In order to save people, or for the sake of the country, they cannot be allowed to kill people casually.

With that said, Qiao Jiarong slipped in through the gap between the two of them without waiting for Zou Yongchang to speak.

Zou Yongchang was a little unhappy when he saw Qiao Jiarong's actions, but Qiao Jiarong didn't say anything because he had saved his life.
Chapter completed!