Chapter 236

"Stop that car!"

"Get him! Get him!"

The people who woke up immediately chased after them, but how could their two legs run over the four wheels? They picked up small stones and threw them, and they were bounced away by the steel body of the car.

"Follow up!"

"Don't let him run away, let him lose money!"

"Come on, find uncle Hai!"

The first few strong boys immediately spread their legs to catch up with the car, and the people behind them shouted and scolded. For a time, it seemed that the whole street was chasing the accident vehicle.

The other workers who didn't leave all gathered around the children to give advice. At this time, uncle Hai in the meeting finally knew that something had happened outside and was quickly invited by several workers.

The workers made way for uncle Hai. Uncle Hai's heart sank when he saw a pool of dark blood at the end of the crowd.

"Nine meters, nine meters, don't frighten the second uncle. Wake up, the second uncle has dragon beard candy here. Wake up..." Qi bajiu held his nephew in his arms, his face was anxious and whispered to his nephew in a hurry, as if he was afraid of frightening the child.

My niece is being checked by her aunt to see if her hands and feet are hurt. There was some blood on her, but it didn't seem to be her own; She secretly looked at her second uncle and brother. There was no sadness or crying on her face, only blankness.

With her brain now, she doesn't seem to understand what just happened.

When Uncle Hai came over, a woman knelt directly in front of him and kowtowed: "Uncle Hai, please save my child... Please... Please..."

She fell directly on the ground and burst into tears. Uncle Hai looked in her direction. Rao was used to suffering in life, and his eyelids could not help jumping - the reason why the woman didn't hold the child was because she didn't dare to hold it at all.

The child seemed to lie on the ground after being knocked down by a car, and then his head was run over by the wheel. He looked no longer human.

In this case, not to mention uncle Hai, an ordinary interior medical officer, even the peerless miracle doctor with divine soldiers has no power to return to heaven. Medical officials are not omnipotent. They can only have flesh and bones, not live dead.

Uncle Hai shook his head at the others. The women workers next to him nodded and pulled the women who were kneeling on the ground and were about to be out of breath to appease them.

Uncle Hai walked to Qi bajiu. It seemed that Qi bajiu found uncle Hai at this time and said softly, "Uncle Hai, this is my brother's son Jiumi. The little devil is very naughty. He doesn't know how to hide when he sees the car. I'll let my brother and sister-in-law beat him when I go back. You see he seems to be asleep. Can you wake him up for me, can you..."

Uncle Hai looked at the child with wide eyes in his arms. He didn't say a word. His hands condensed pure white brilliance and squatted down to gently caress the child's injury. The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone dared not breathe. The people in the West even took the initiative to give way to let the sunset glory that was about to sink into the mountains be used by Uncle Hai.

I don't know how long it took, maybe long, maybe short.

Uncle Hai stopped the brilliance of his hands. Qi bajiu immediately whispered, "Uncle Hai, can he wake up at nine meters?"

Looking at Qi bajiu's eager eyes, uncle Hai silently stretched out his hand and closed his eyes for the child.

Qi bajiu gulped down his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He looked at the sky, the earth and uncle Hai, but he didn't look at his nephew. He raised his head and blinked, but did not let tears flow out. His voice choked: "Uncle Hai, do you know other skilled medical officials? I have money, I have a lot of money..."

"He's dead." Uncle Hai looked at him and said word by word, "I can't live."

"No, you see, he is still so young. He can wet the bed. He, he also likes to read newspapers to me..."

"He's dead!"

Uncle Hai roared and smashed his fist on the ground next to him, smashing the earth into a small pit. The gravel in the earth scratched his fist. His face was ferocious and he tried his best to hit the ground. Others quickly grabbed uncle Hai and didn't let him continue to hurt himself.

He is very sad.

If he were not really compassionate, he would not have run a money losing noodle shop for more than ten years, solve their problems, treat their minor diseases and pain, and give them advice.

He is just a mortal with ordinary ability. He can't do anything big, solve the problems of these hard-working people, and improve their situation. Therefore, he can only help them reduce the pain they encounter in life and teach them the life skills of making fun of hardship.

He can't let everyone out of the darkness. He can only let everyone have light in their hearts.

But looking at the death of the two children who just sang with themselves, uncle Hai still couldn't control his emotions, even if he had been crawling and rolling in the mud of xuanzhu County for decades.

He was angry.

He is angry at his powerlessness, the cruelty of the murderer, the injustice of fate, and the wrong time, the wrong place, and the wrong protagonist!

It happened to be the day when the trade union was established;

It happened to be a place where hundreds of workers gathered together;

It happened that the child of the worker died, and the murderer was a silver aristocrat;

Uncle Hai doesn't know whether this is a conspiracy against the trade union. He only knows that Jing Zhengwei and Bai Ye's efforts these days will be destroyed. If something like this happens to this joint, even if he talks about it, no workers will believe him again.

Unless

"Kill for your life!"

"Let's go and get justice!"

"We want fairness, we want justice!"

Someone said: "but those who can drive in xuanzhu county must be from the silver blood society..."

"So what about the silver blood society?" a worker immediately shouted, "can the silver blood society kill people at will? Is it the silver blood society, so we have to swallow it, even if they kill our children!?"

"It's not your child who died today. What about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? If you have no children today, what about next year and the year after next!?"

Facing the workers who waved their arms and shouted, others were silent, hesitant, afraid, angry and worried.

Having been a shunmin in xuanzhu County for too long, they have also heard of the bloody suppression of the rioters by the silver blood society. Their hearts are full of blood and are also submerged by the ice water of reality.

"Heyang army has been destroyed, Linhai army has gone, and silver blood society is now a paper tiger!" someone shouted, "as long as we unite and thousands or tens of thousands of workers unite, silver blood society dare not take us!"

"Yes, so many of us went together. They didn't dare do anything to us!"

"We should unite, we can not be afraid of them!"

"Justice, we just want justice!"

The White Night Walker knew that silver and blood would accumulate great prestige among the xuanzhu people, so he loudly analyzed the strength of the enemy and our side, eliminated the fear of the workers and encouraged their courage. As they shouted, others gradually suppressed their fear and replaced it with anger and responsibility.

"We can't stand it anymore!"

"Even if it's not for yourself, think about our children!"

"If we still bow our heads at this time, what is the meaning of the trade union?"

"Let silver blood hand over the murderer! Killing pays for life!"

"We want to unite together, we can make the silver blood society bow its head!"

Suddenly someone said to Uncle Hai, "Uncle Hai, let's listen to you. Just say what to do!"

"Uncle Hai!"

"Uncle Hai, you must do justice for us!"

Calm down, uncle Hai slowly breathed out a breath and nodded gently in front of the angry eyes of the people around him.

He understood the hints of other white night walkers and knew that this was indeed the only way to remedy the situation at present.

The workers' anger needs to be vented, and Jing Zhengwei can also throw out the murderer to show his position.

If Bai Ye and Jing Zhengwei cooperate well, this may still be an excellent opportunity to make the trade union famous and let Jing Zhengwei wash the white completely.

Under the gaze of the crowd, uncle Hai raised his scarred right fist and shouted:

"For the sake of children and other children, we must seek justice!"

"We want them to know that we workers will not kneel down again! Absolutely not!"