Comprehensive film nightshade: young you chapter

The Qingshi alley is shrouded in the sunset, like an oil painting, with a few greasy scents of green pepper and pork shreds floating from the courtyard wall.

"Ping Ping Ping Ping" is the sound of a spatula hitting an iron pan.

Taking a deep breath, Solanum nigrum curled the corners of her mouth happily. This is the feeling she likes, unlike the smell of blood and the sound of laughing that has been filling the Demon Locking Tower for many years.

Solanum nigrum curled the corners of its mouth happily.

Originally, they wanted to go home with Chen Nian, and they could travel together for a while, but Chen Nian was on duty, and Hu Xiaodie took a completely different path from them.Solanum nigrum, who couldn't bear Mama Li's serial killings, had to go home alone.

Walking on the muddy road, which is the only way for Solanum nigrum to go home, it looks more and more dim and decadent under the glow of the setting sun.

In the corner, a group of hoodlums were beating up people, and the boys in white T-shirts curled up on the ground without any resistance or sound.

If it wasn't for Solanum nigrum's good eyesight, she might not have noticed that the boy curled up on the ground was wearing a white T-shirt, because the boy's face was covered in mud marks on his clothes, and there were bruises and wounds on his face.

Those people were cursing and swearing.

The people and things I met today always remind Solanum nigrum of the things I met in the Demon Suo Tower.It's the same now, the thin boy who can't see clearly is just like her when she first entered the demon lock tower, weak, powerless, and can only be bullied by others... Fortunately, she has Hongkui.

Solanum nigrum only glanced at it, then quickly passed by without squinting. Now she has no ability to save that boy without Hongkui's help.

At the turn, she took out the new mobile phone bought by her parents. She only pressed two buttons inexperiencedly, and was grabbed by a pair of dark yellow and rough hands.

"Come here for me,"

She tried to break free, but was dragged into the crowd.

People have to bow their heads under the eaves.

The little gangster glanced at Solanum nigrum, but he didn't know what it meant, and asked, "Little girl, who are you calling?"

There was an uncomfortable look in those yellow eyes, Solanum nigrum looked at these people calmly and contemptuously: "My uncle, he is the chief of the police station here, he said he would come to pick me up in a while, I was about to make a call Call reminders."

Solanum nigrum lied to them, she only knew the principal's uncle here.I wanted to call the police just now, my mother said that if you encounter bad people in this world, you should call the police.

The punks glanced at each other and hesitated.

"Boss, why don't you let this girl go first?" One of the men with dyed yellow hair suggested to the one with the most angry face among the gangsters.

The man hesitated for a while, and finally grabbed Solanum nigrum by the wrist and twisted it over.

The number "11" is displayed on the screen.

"110?" The man grabbed Solanum nigrum's hand and shook it aside, "You're so good at deceiving people, you want to die!"

Solanum nigrum fell on the white T-shirt all of a sudden, and the knee hit the ground with burning pain, oozing fine and dense drops of blood.

What should I do, I should be more cautious, go further away and call, Solanum nigrum is annoyed and thinking about how to deal with it.

Solanum nigrum didn't know that she was already being targeted as soon as she appeared on the street. She was delicate, fair-skinned and beautiful. At first glance, she looked rich and alone, and this was the kind of person they were happiest to meet.

Solanum nigrum saw that the gangster was still wearing a school uniform around his waist. He was obviously her age, but he carried a ferocious aura like a monster.

The gangster raised his chin and pointed at the boy in the white T-shirt who was beaten: "Do you know him?"

He pulled Solanum nigrum's hair, twisted her head away, and bumped into a pair of dark eyebrows, hidden in the twilight, unable to see her emotions clearly.

Solanum nigrum spoke with some difficulty, "I don't know."

"Don't know?" The gangster let go of Solanum nigrum's hair, pinched her face instead, rubbed it twice, saw Solanum nigrum struggling, and shook her head, "I don't know you, meddling in your business? Are you a man?"

She lowered her eyes and said nothing, nor did she look into the eyes of the boy in the white T-shirt.