Chapter 1120: Tolerance
"Poor child. ”
The people around us are compassionate, empathetic, and intolerant.
But no one chose to save the girl who was about to be trampled under the horse's hooves.
"Rumbling ......"
The horseshoe rolled in, and everyone looked at them indifferently.
Looking at this young life carelessly, he will be trampled to death by a horseshoe.
"Why is the world so unforgiving, why are people's hearts so cold!"
Looking at this scene, Chu Chen felt very cold.
The human heart is too cold.
The cold made Chu Chen's heart tremble, and it made Chu Chen even more annoyed.
"Mom, woo woo......"
The little girl was startled and stretched out her little hand back to her mother's embrace.
"Child, my child!"
The man cried, desperately trying to squeeze out, trying to save his child.
However, the crowd was so crowded that she couldn't squeeze out a weak woman.
"Who's going to save my baby!"
The young woman was hoarse, exhausted, crying anxiously and desperately.
The anticipatory cries of the little girl and the anxious and desperate screams of the young woman.
This scene can't touch the coldness of people's hearts.
"Humble ants. ”
Lin Haojie laughed and whipped the red horse fiercely.
The red hot horse stepped on the big iron hooves in the bowl and quickly stepped on the little girl's body.
"My child..."
The young woman cried, like a cuckoo singing blood, making the most desperate and heartbroken cry.
Just when the little girl was about to be trampled to death by the horse's hooves, Chuchen appeared in front of the little girl.
"The untouchables who meddle in the business are dead. ”
Lin Haojie sneered,Red Hot Horse stood up,Stepping on Chu Chen。
Facing the iron hooves of the red hot horse, Chu Chen attacked with one punch.
"Bang!"
Under Chu Chen's heavy fist, a scream came from the mouth of the red-hot horse, and a huge corpse flew out.
Chu Chen hugged the little girl and disappeared in the middle of the road.
The next moment.
Chu Chen hugged the little girl and appeared beside the young woman.
"Mom!"
When the little girl saw her mother, she laughed, stretched out her cute little hand, and cried happily in her mouth.
"Child, my child!"
The young woman was already in despair and could only see her child die under the horse's hooves.
Unexpectedly, a kind teenager saved his child.
The young woman cried with joy and immediately began to cry with her little girl in her arms.
"Thank you...... Thank you... Thank you for saving my baby.
While crying, he kept thanking Chu Chen.
"Mom, don't cry!"
The little girl's gentle hands wiped away the young woman's tears.
"Thank you, Niuniu!"
The young woman was very grateful to Chu Chen.
"Thank you for your kindness!"
The little girl looked at Chu Chen's milky white voice.
Chu Chen looked at the mother and daughter in front of him, touched the little girl's head with a smile, and said to the little girl, "Next time, remember to take care of the child!"
This time, I met Chu Chen.
Will there be a good Samaritan next time?
"Who is this guy?"
"He dared to save the little girl from the hooves of the evil Shaolin heroes. ”
"He killed Master Lin Haojie's red horse. ”
Chu Chen suddenly appeared and saved the little girl, which surprised passers-by.
However, they did not admire Chu Chen's heroic deeds, but shook their heads one by one and looked at Chu Chen with pity.
"This kid is too nosy. ”
"It's not worth saving a person and taking your own life. ”
"Master Lin Haojie was enraged, and he died. ”
In their opinion.
It is not wise to save others and harm oneself.
"Damn pariahs, dare to take the road of less capital, dare to kill the red horse with less capital. ”
The red flame horse was defeated and flew over the chuchen. Lin Haojie rode a horse, also a gray horse, and fell to the ground awkwardly.
Got up from the ground,Lin Haojie's face became grim。
Stared at Chu Chen coldly.
"I ......"
When Lin Hao was in trouble, the other team members immediately stopped.
"Master, how are you?"
A middle-aged man jumped off the horse and came to Lin Haojie.
"Are you blind?"
Lin Haojie patted the guard's face,His face became more and more gloomy。
"Lin Shao, are you okay?"
Just now,Another teenager walked over with Lin Haojie,Asked with a smile。
"It doesn't matter. Thank you, Prince Wen, for your concern. ”
Lin Haojie was grateful to this young literati.
"Okay. ”
Prince Wen nodded with a smile, looked at Chu Chen and said, "There are still people in this Lin City who dare to be brave to Lin Shao, dare to be brave for Lin Shao." ”
On the way to Lin Haojie,He brags about his fork。
However, when I came to Lincheng, I lost a big face and fell into chaos.
This made Lin Haojie prosperous。
Lin Haojie turned to the middle-aged man angrily and ordered: "Go, find me this eldest son who doesn't know how to live." "I have to make him regret it," he said fiercely.
"Yes, master!"
A middle-aged man slapped and looked at Chu Chen coldly.
It's all because this child, who doesn't know anything about life and death, angered the young master and slapped himself.
Child, I will make you die better than you live.
"Come on, help me fence this kid up, don't let him run away. ”
The middle-aged man drank a cold drink.
"Wow!"
The guards immediately drew their swords and quickly surrounded Chu Chen.
"Ngong!"
Looking at the guards of the foresters, the young woman's eyes were full of worry.
"Ngong!"
The little girl also cried softly, and her lovely eyes showed a look of fear.
"Don't worry, they can't help me. ”
Chu Chen turned around with a smile and looked at the Lin guards who surrounded him.
These people were the powerhouses of Ning Yuan's later period.
One of the most powerful, the middle-aged guards, is at the peak of central Kaimai.
"Son, be brave and upright, and see clearly. ”
The middle-aged man looked at Chuchen, laughed, and took a drink, "Get up, waste my child." ”
"Too young to know the dangers of the world. ”
"Young man, it's too impulsive. ”
"It's right to be nosy and lose your life. ”
The people around him looked at him sympathetically, with sighs, with sneers.
Chu Chen smiled proudly and saved the little girl. He won't regret it.
Looking at the Lin family's guards, Chu Chen's eyes were cold, flashing with ferocious killing.
"Slow down!"
At this moment, Lin Lang, Lin Hai, and Lin Shuang came to Bamboo City.
Lin Hai looked serious and said to Chu Chen, "Prince Chu Chen, he is the grandson of Elder Lin Mukong. If you kill him, you're in danger. ”
Lin Hai could see that Chu Chen had moved the killing machine.
"I don't care what kind of grandson he is. ”
Chu Chen looked at Lin Haojie and said to him, "I don't mind turning him into a dead grandson nobleman." ”
"It's you. ”
Lin Haojie looked at Lin Lang's three people,Sneered:"Do you dare to run a small business?"
"Lin Haojie,He's my friend. Please give me face. ”
Lin Lang looked at Lin Haojie and pleaded.
"Face, what are you?"
Looking at Lin Lang,Lin Haojie's eyes were full of contempt。
"Lin Haojie, Chu Chen killed your horse just to save people. ”
Lin Shuang looked at Lin Haojie and shouted angrily: "If you don't get hurt again,Why can't you let him go?"
"To hell with me if you mess with me. ”
Lin Haojie shouted: "Do it, kill him." Who would dare to stop him? ”
"Slow down!"
But just as the guards of the forest guards were about to start, the literati stopped them.
"Gong Wen, what about you?"
Lin Haojie was startled, waved his hand, and made the guards stop. He turned his head and looked at Wen Gongzi suspiciously.
King Wen ignored Lin Haojie, but looked at Chu Chen.
"Are you Chu Chen?"
His eyes were full of hatred and murder.
"Who is this kid?"
"Even Lin Haojie respects him. I'm afraid it's not easy. ”
"Look at this young man, he seems to have a deep hatred for Chu Chen. ”
Lin Lang, Lin Hai and Lin Shuang saw Yanwen's son, and they didn't know him.
But from his clothes and demeanor, we can see that his identity is definitely not simple.
For a moment, they were worried.
However, looking at Chu Chen's bland appearance, they all laughed.
They were worried about death, but Chu Chen was calm and scared.
"Kid, I find you to be a troublemaker. ”
The laughing emperor on the ring was also silent at this time.
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