He looked relieved on his face.

His mental age is over forty years old. He is not a passionate boy and likes to take risks.

In order to ensure the safety of this trip, he specially asked Ajun to close the store to protect their safety.

In case of a mistake, at least one expert who can fight will be protected by the side.

He has seen Ajun's skills, and three or four ordinary people are not his opponents.

There is a big difference between fighting and those who have never practiced it.

After dinner, Hu Xiaohu and Xu Sha met Ajun at the entrance of Yuehua Hotel.

Yuehua Hotel is the tallest building in Dongshan City and the most convenient place to meet.

Ajun was riding a motorcycle, which was borrowed by Hu Xiaohu and Yuan Meiling.

A short leather jacket, jeans, sneakers, a black bag, and a straight back, looking very energetic.

Xu Sha glanced at Ajun, "Your friend seems to have practiced and is very good at fighting."

Hu Xiaohu smiled, "He comes to protect us. When we encounter danger, we run away directly and he helps us behind the palace."

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Hu Xiaohu, Xu Sha and A Jun were sitting on the stone bench in the square, staring at the disabled young beggar from a distance.

The motorcycle was parked next to them.

Time passed minute by minute.

It was around nine o'clock in the evening, and there were still not many people in the square.

The blind man who played the erhu has already closed his stall.

A minibus parked next to the square.

Three black shadows got out of the car and walked straight towards the young beggar.

After saying a few words, the two people lifted the disabled young beggar, one grabbed the hand and the other grabbed the legs. The movements were very rude, and the butt was dragged on the ground, and then threw it into the car.

Another man packed up his money pot, and followed behind him with a sign with a tragic experience.

The car door closed and slowly drove away from the square.
Chapter completed!