The Second Generation of Hong Kong and Black Heroes

The one-horned man, who was already dizzy, grinned his teeth in pain at this moment. He couldn't see the figure of the person coming, only the figure.

Nakahara Chuya's stature, in the eyes of a man, is at most a twelve or thirteen-year-old child.

When he thought about being killed by a child all the time today, and also suffered such a serious injury, he couldn't help but burn with anger.

It's fine that such a thing happened to a hero, why are these brats so powerful!

Especially this kid who appeared out of nowhere!His attack was forewarned and he couldn't dodge it!

The man felt like he had just seen a ghost, and his heart was very angry.

However, due to his strength and the pain that went deep into his bones, he couldn't fight back.

Thinking that he must save his own life, if this continues, he might die, so he tried to threaten with words.

"Damn it! Brat, stop! You're not a hero, what can you do! It's none of your business!

I tell you!My friends will be here soon, if you don't leave, just wait and see how they deal with you!If you are sensible, you'd better give me... poof—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also kicked him hard on the cheek again: "Ah? What are you talking about? So what if you don't know people? Tell me!"

Ruthless words like this are commonplace for mafia people, and he doesn't care if what he says is true or not, anyway, one beats one, and two beats one double!

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't talk nonsense with him, he stepped on his chest with one foot, and said: "Listen, I'm not a hero, I still want to beat you, I will beat you, if you really have accomplices, then tell them, next time if you treat the little one again The child strikes, let me see me and beat me to death! Do you understand?!"

Before the man could answer, the irritable young man stepped on his feet again: "Do you understand!"

"Hey! Ming...understood!" The one-horned man felt like he was about to fall apart. He finally understood what he asked for, and he couldn't help but fainted as soon as he finished answering.

Zhong Yuanzhong kicked him again in disgust, and cursed secretly, "It's really useless, as expected, he only bullies weak and weak scum." Then he retracted his long legs.

At this time, it was Genshin Kirishima who was also dumbfounded watching from the sidelines.

To be honest, he couldn't like Zhongya Nakahara's hard-core approach any more.

Swallowing his breath has never been the principle of life he advocates, or it should be said that he has been oppressed for a long time, so he wants a different style.

It's really comfortable to look at someone who is as strong and tempered as Zhongyuan Zhongye.Even with the figure of Nakaya Nakahara, he felt extremely tall.

Kirishima Genshin thought, if only one day he could express himself freely without worrying about other influences.

But envy and praise are the same thing, and Kirishima Yanshin will not let his guard down because of this, even strictly speaking, Nakahara Chu has saved him.

Seeing the orange-haired boy's attire and behavior, coupled with his extraordinary fighting power, Kirishima Yanshin guessed that this person is really not like a hero, and he is not like an ordinary passerby of justice.

In this way, his identity is most likely to be the other side that is contrary to the righteous way, but no matter whether it is any organization on the dark side, it will always make people feel more suspicious that they will take the initiative to approach and take care of such things.

In this case, instead of waiting for him to make a move, it is better to take the initiative and let him show his flaws.

Seeing Zhong Yuan Zhong also tilted his head, looked at the three unconscious people at the scene, turned around and turned his gaze to himself, the little golden retriever immediately put away the emotions he shouldn't have, his eyes lit up, and said adoringly: "Brother , You are amazing, you really are a hero, I will definitely support you!"

"Not a hero, just passing by." The orange-haired boy glanced at him and said lightly, "Can you still go? Can you go to the police station by yourself?"

Kirishima Yanzhen looked at Hong Jiaodong at the side, and said nervously, "That... my friend... he fainted, and I can't hold him."

As he spoke, he looked at Chuya Zhongyuan expectantly, as if asking him if he could help.

Zhong Yuanzhong also received his help-seeking eyes and couldn't help frowning slightly.

He said it all, but he just passed by and saw someone attacking a child, so he couldn't see it and gave him a helping hand.

He is not related to this child, and helping to deal with the danger is already the limit, and he doesn't want to get too involved in other things.

If he really took people out to find the police, he would definitely get himself into trouble.

At any rate, his identity is the opposite of the government agency. Even if he didn't do anything, the police hero can't arrest him for no reason, but it's always awkward to deal with them, isn't it?

"Then call the police and let the police come to rescue you." After thinking for a while, the boy gave another answer.

"I...I don't have a mobile phone." The little golden retriever's voice became lower.

Nakahara Chuya: ………

"Big brother, um... can you help us? Otherwise, it would be nice if you brought the jelly." Kirishima Yanma asked nervously.

His soft golden hair drooped obediently, like a little golden retriever's drooping big ears, his emerald green eyes were filled with water vapor, and the blood on his face made him look extremely sick, and his pitiful eyes immediately aroused compassion for others.

Zhongyuan Zhongye was originally a kind-hearted character. He was the kind who couldn't help but help when he saw an old woman carrying a heavy load on the road. Now that he was looked at like this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit on pins and needles.

And he could see that Kirishima Yanzhen was not seriously hurt, but in this case, he was more worried about his friend's safety, which he appreciated very much.

Intellectually, I know that I don’t need to take care of it so much, and it’s best not to take it too far, but emotionally...

"Tsk, what a hassle!" With a grumpy and impatient look, he walked towards Yanma Kirishima, "I'll just throw you at the hospital, and go to the police station by myself!"

He found a compromise, which was the most he could accept.

Kirishima Yanshin secretly raised his eyebrows in his heart.

It seemed that the orange-haired boy really didn't want to deal with the police, and he didn't even hide the disgust on his face, but he agreed anyway, and thoughtfully, taking them to the hospital first.

In this way, he was really curious about the real identity of the teenagers and their purpose.

However, looking at Nakahara Nakaya's clear blue eyes and feeling the comfortable atmosphere around him, another idea in Kirishima Genshin gradually gained the upper hand.

After seeing All Might and Hong Jiaodong's attitude towards him, the little golden retriever suddenly wanted to trust others more.

So he felt——this good-looking young man really just wanted to save people simply and without any purpose.

What kind of organization would accept or cultivate a boy like him...

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Kirishima Yanma smiled in surprise, even though his face was covered with blood, he couldn't stop his bright smile.

"Thank you brother! The hospital is fine, hurry up and let the doctors and uncles look at the burnt wound."

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but smiled, and said, "You're injured too, don't move around."

As he spoke, he paused, as if he had made some decision at this moment, and then he walked towards Genma Kirishima, took out a white handkerchief from his body, and stretched out his hand.

"Wipe your face."

Kirishima Genshin was also taken aback for a moment, staring at his handkerchief in a daze.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhong Yuanzhong also took a closer look at him, and saw the cut sleeves on his arms and the dark blood inside, and immediately became clear, and then his expression became irritable again.

——Those scumbags really need to make up their feet again!

"Forget it, let me help you." He squatted down in front of Yanzhen Kirishima, his tone sounded impatient, but his movements were very light, he nodded his forehead lightly, and his expression was still serious.

When Kirishima Yanzhen came back to his senses, facing his handsome and reliable face, his eyes widened and his whole body tensed up.

He was just in a daze and forgot to refuse, but now he has become like this.

In fact, he doesn't like close contact, let alone Zhongyuan Zhongye is a suspicious person he just met!

--alert!Must be on high alert!

Then Kirishima Genshin still sat obediently.

Zhong Yuanzhong also found that his state was not right, so he didn't think too much about it.

"Mr. Zhongyuan!" At this moment, shouts and chaotic footsteps came from behind.

Kirishima Yanshin and Nakahara Chu also had a meal, looking at the men in black who ran over.

Several people came to them and saw the two adults and the other two children on the ground. They didn't look surprised at all, as if they were used to such scenes.

The man in black running at the front said: "Mr. Zhongyuan, heroes and police are coming."