Chapter 409

It's undeniable that uncle Mei has skills far beyond his age. Most people are already in the soil when they are his age. If they can afford a little physical work at this time, they can be regarded as very vigorous. But Uncle Mei can even fight back and forth with Zhou Heng, which is very valuable. Although Zhou Heng only used one hand.

When uncle may moves, his muscles will expand, and his elegant black suit will change in line with the change of muscles.

He was also surprised by Zhou Heng's ability. In addition, Zhou Heng didn't have any extra action and counterattack. In other words, Zhou Heng still had some spare strength.

This boy is too strong! Uncle Mei has lived in this world for nearly a hundred years. This is the first time that he has such an idea. He wants to try his best to find out where the limit of this boy is.

But he can't do it for two reasons. First, Zhou Heng is still holding a baby. In this case, Zhou Heng can't exert his full strength. Second, he can see that the other party is not a bad person, so uncle Mei can't exert his full strength in this case.

The two sides have been fighting for several more rounds, but they have not done their best. At this time, neither side knows what form this fight will stop.

Wan Wan, who should have stood aside to watch the battle, suddenly yelled: "don't hurt my children!"

Then, she pounced on them, which was undoubtedly a suicidal way of doing it, but wanwan knew how to kill them.

"Don't hurt her!" Sure enough, Miss Mo in the rear yelled.

Uncle Mei quickly closed his fist, but this time, it was too late for him. His situation at this time is just like Yang Zihuan who almost killed the baby, but different things, this time, Zhou Heng with the baby in his arms can't help him stop what will happen next.

Uncle Mei's fist hit Wan Wan's body. Although 70% of the force had been recovered, there were still 30% of the force left to hit Wan Wan's soft body.

If the person who will be hit by this blow is an ordinary person, she will not die.

But wan wan is not ordinary. She won't even let herself take the punch. Her body leans back slightly, as if she had slipped. She uses this kind of almost unbalanced movement to avoid the next 30% force.

Uncle Mei didn't let wanwan fall down. He grabbed wanwan's wrist and helped her up.

At the same time, Zhou Heng also stepped back a few steps, the baby is still in his arms, so this time the baby fight, he won.

Zhou Heng didn't understand why wanwan wanted to help himself for a moment. Then wanwan suddenly rolled his eyes and fainted.

When this happened, everyone was dumbfounded.

"Uncle may, come on, take her to the hospital." Miss Mo was the first to respond.

Although not very affectionate, but Uncle Mei still picked up Wan Wan's body. And Zhou Heng looked at the crying baby in his arms and was stunned in the same place.

What should I do? Zhou Heng thinks he can't hold the child in his arms all the time, can he? At first, he just didn't want the baby to follow wanwan pitifully and be used as a prop by wanwan, but that doesn't mean he wants to take care of the child.

"Give the baby back!" At this time, Miss Mo yelled at Zhou Heng.

"Miss Mo." Yang Zihuan appeared between the two, and then he took out his mobile phone, "please see."

"What are you looking at?" Ms. Mo took Yang Zihuan's mobile phone with some doubts. Then, she saw a piece of news on the screen of her mobile phone. The content of the news was about a burglary that happened last night. In the case, a couple and several policemen who later rushed to the scene died, and the couple's baby, only eight months old, disappeared at the scene.

It is worthy of being the third son of the Yang family. He found the relevant news so quickly.

"You mean this baby is the one that's lost in the news?" Miss Mo's expression is still a little confused.

Yang Zihuan nodded his head.

"What proof do you have?" Asked Miss mo.

"I don't need to prove it." Yang Zihuan replied with a smile, "miss and I will go to the police station together. You will know when you ask."

"No, I have to take this sister to the hospital." Said Miss mo.

"Well, let's take the child to the police station and ask the truth. The lady takes her to the hospital. If the child is really her, I will naturally send the child back and make amends to the girl Yang Zihuan said.

"How can I trust you?" Miss Mo frowned, "if you take the child away and never return, how pitiful the mother should be!"

"Is it not enough to rely on my three words, Yang Zihuan?" Yang Zihuan with a little proud smile, his name alone in the city of Peiping is still able to speak.

"Yang Zihuan? I don't know. " But Miss Mo just shook her head.

Yang Zihuan heard each other's words, had to face reluctantly wry smile: "how about this, I give my mobile phone to miss, there are many important information in my mobile phone, I have to redeem it at that time."Holding the mobile phone, Miss Mo hesitated for a moment, and suddenly said: "ID card, you give me your ID card, so I will believe you!"

Yang Zihuan was stunned for a moment. As the third son of the Yang family, it was the first time that he met this kind of requirement when he was so old. It was like taking him as a thief.

"Good." Yang Zihuan clenched his teeth, opened his wallet, took out his ID card and gave it to miss mo.

Seeing Yang Zihuan's attitude, in fact, Miss Mo has been relieved of him.

Miss Mo picked up Yang Zihuan's ID card and looked at it: "ouch, your ID photo is pretty handsome!"

Yang Zihuan was stunned: "what about myself? Am I ugly myself? "

After staring at Yang Zihuan's face for two seconds, Miss Mo turned her lips and said, "make do."

Yang Zihuan was only amused when he got the appropriate comments: "thank you for your comments."

In this way, Miss Mo and his party went to the hospital, while Yang Zihuan and his party started towards the police station.

At the same time, at the other end of the alley, the originally crowded crowd suddenly scattered on both sides, as if some god of plague had come here.

"Is that him?"

"Yes, it must be him."

"How dare you come to such a busy market."

"He looks terrible. Don't provoke him. Just call the police secretly."

On the streets, wanted notices printed with portraits of jianzun were pasted all over the doors of every shop.