Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

Nanfeng drove... no, he drove to the suburbs, and just as he got out of the car, he received a detection warning from the Xiaoshi system.

[20 enemies detected nearby, please protect yourself]

Little Stone squinted his eyes at the house in front of him, and felt that it looked familiar.

"Damn it, this isn't..." Little Stone suddenly realized.

Nanfeng noticed something was wrong at first glance. This was clearly the site of the place that had been burned to ruins?

Little Stone clenched his fists and said, "This bad guy! How could he treat the poor little thing like this? Isn't this obviously going to make the poor little thing sick?"

Without Xiao Shitou telling him, Nanfeng almost knew where Shen Junhuai was now. "Xiao Shitou, call the police, there are children in here."

Little Stone glanced at the strange house and said, "Handsome brother, do you mean there is a child here? Could it be that Chen Siyuan..." is going to repeat the case of that year?

"This kind of person is unworthy of being the male protagonist. What a poor vision of the Heavenly Dao!" Little Stone frowned.

There was a sound of thunder, and it seemed that the heaven was wronging him, but it was not intentional.

Nanfeng took out a pair of leather gloves from the car and put them on calmly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was doing something very easy.

The few people secretly observing in the room were puzzled.

"Brother, what is this man doing?" the man asked with a puzzled voice.

"Idiot, can't you see it yourself?" the person being called "Big Brother" said impatiently.

"But brother, will we be caught and forced to operate the sewing machine if we do this..." After saying that, he glanced at the skinny children in the inner room. The children had fear in their eyes. They couldn't catch the children of the rich families and were on guard against them, so they could only catch some from the poor area to make up the number.

"The employer paid a high price and promised me that he would let us leave South City safely." The eldest brother said calmly, but his voice was still trembling. It seemed that this was the first time he had done this.

They were just small-time hooligans. Although they did some bad things, they had never done such a thing as kidnapping and extorting the children of the wealthy people in South City.

Thinking of the unconscious person locked in the cabinet, the eldest brother frowned. He didn't know what the employer was going to do.

And that requirement... They don't have that hobby, but for that considerable amount of money, they decided to give it a try.

"Xiao Liu, catch a child in front of the locker where the person is imprisoned..." The eldest brother gave the order.

The thin man called Xiaoliu frowned, "Brother...is this really okay..."

The eldest brother gritted his teeth and said, "Have you forgotten your seriously ill mother in the old housing area?"

Xiaoliu fell silent. Once people's own interests were touched, they would tend to lean towards themselves. With that money, his mother's illness would have a chance of being cured...

He took a deep breath, turned around and went into the house, grabbed a boy who was standing in front of a child and whispered "sorry".

The boy's eyes were filled with hatred. "Pretentious, bah, come at me, just leave them alone."

"Brother..." The child who was blocked behind called out softly, his voice still trembling.

For children in poor areas like them, their lives are the least valuable. Even so, the boy will never allow anyone to hurt his relatives unless they step on his corpse.

Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes and picked up the boy. No matter how thin he was, he was still an adult. The boy naturally couldn't struggle.

The child cried for his brother and knelt down to beg the man to let him go. His face was dirty with tears and dust.

The other children also looked at this side with horror, huddled together, not daring to speak or stand up.

The man hardened his heart and dragged the boy to the designated place...

Nan Feng raised his eyelids coldly outside the door, walked to the door without caring whether there was anyone inside, kicked the door open, and suddenly more than a dozen pairs of eyes stared at him with malice.

Nan Feng curled his lips, a hint of purple light flashed in his eyes, "Together"

The eldest brother can't stand provocation the most. "Come on, everyone! Can't 20 people beat him?"

When the younger brothers heard that their elder brother had spoken, they all rushed towards Nanfeng with their weapons and sticks.

.........

Shen Junhuai woke up to the sound of the child's screams and cries.

When he opened his eyes, it was pitch black. His pupils suddenly contracted. He reached out and felt around. He was in the cabinet.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Junhuai pushed the cabinet door tentatively, and it opened a small gap. A familiar scene appeared.

Crying, screaming, darkness, bright red...

All of this stimulated Shen Junhuai's nerves. Is this a dream? Why is it so real?

The child's crying stimulated Shen Junhuai's reason again and again. "No...no...this is not true"

"Nannan..."

"Nannan..."

Shen Junhuai's vision began to blur, and his body began to tremble. That familiar feeling of fear surged into his heart. "Brother Jinzhi... I want to save you, I want to save you..."

Suddenly, Shen Junhuai was like a madman who was stimulated. He slammed the cabinet door hard and even started to hit it with his head. However, this cabinet door was different from the previous one. It was very hard and he couldn't open it no matter how hard he tried.

My hands were already aching and numb, and my head was also aching. Liquid was flowing down my forehead, staining Shen Junhuai's eyes red, and it was the same as it had been nine years ago.

Shen Junhuai slammed the cabinet door and yelled in despair, "Nanfeng... Nanfeng... save me, please save me!"

Nan Feng's expression was icy. He was so anxious that he attacked quickly and fiercely. As soon as he kicked the last person down, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He hurriedly kicked the person lying on the ground blocking his way away and ran to the classroom in the backyard. His expression was unprecedentedly panicked.

There were children crying and breathing sounds, as well as familiar screams of collapse.

Xiaoliu seemed frightened and stopped moving. He looked at the bloody hands and the dying boy. He dropped what he was holding and said, "It's not me, it's not me..."

Nanfeng ran in and ignored the somewhat bewildered Xiaoliu, and immediately locked onto the cabinet made of special materials in the room.

Chen Siyuan...you are very good...

Nan Feng's murderous intent could no longer be concealed from this moment. He pried open the iron sheet joints on the outside of the cabinet with his bare hands and carefully opened the door for fear of hurting the collapsed young master inside.

Sure enough, Nanfeng's behavior was correct. As soon as the cabinet door was opened, the person leaning against the cabinet door fell down instantly. Nanfeng's pupils shrank and he quickly caught the person.

The person in my arms closed his eyes and was shocked. He kept shouting "Help me!" His face was a mixture of tears, ashes, and blood. His pretty face turned pale and a little creepy.

"Huaibao..." Nanfeng's voice was trembling. His palm was gently stroking Shen Junhuai's back and transmitting spiritual power, trying to raise the body temperature in his arms.

Shen Junhuai heard a familiar voice and slowly opened his eyes, but his vision was blurry. This familiar scene seemed like just a dream. It seemed that if he opened his eyes again, this person would be gone.

He always thought that meeting that person was a dream. Only the button in his hand told him that maybe this person really existed. Now this person appears again.

He seemed to know who that person was, and he didn't want to lose again...

"Nan...Feng" Shen Junhuai raised his hand to touch Nanfeng's face, but before he could feel the familiar warmth, his hand felt weak and about to drop.

He is so tired...really tired...

The man grabbed the hand that had not fallen yet and put it on his face. "Ah Huai, go to sleep. It will all be over when you wake up." The man's soft voice was like someone whispering in Shen Junhuai's ear. The voice was gentle and soothing, like a breeze gently blowing across his face.

Shen Junhuai's tense thoughts gradually blurred, and his head became more and more dizzy. The man's arms were very warm, making him feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

"Nan...don't go..." fell into a deep sleep

Nan Feng rubbed Shen Junhuai's hand with his face, and the wound on the forehead of the person in his arms was miraculously healed by his warm lips.

Nan Feng raised her head, with a touch of bright red on her lips, tenderness on her beautiful face, and a pair of passionate peach blossom eyes that seemed to hide endless tenderness and love.

.........