Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Seeing the gang leader being knocked down by Jiang Lan, the other three gangsters surrounded Jiang Lan fearfully and took out the weapons hidden on their bodies to give themselves courage.
Jiang Lan turned around and looked at them with disgust, then he pulled the gang leader up and threw him against the wall: “If you don’t want your legs broken, stay here. The police will be here to pick you up soon.”
The gang leader’s back hit the uneven wall and his facial features twisted in pain, then he yelled at his hesitant younger brothers, “What are you standing there for? Go ahead! Kill him for me!”
The three of them turned fierce and were about to rush forward, but they were unexpectedly kicked down one by one by Ying Qiao who arrived later. He was very strong, and the three hooligans fell face down, grimacing and yelling.
This time the gang leader realized that he had run into a tough guy, so he didn’t dare to say anything harsh and just kept his mouth shut.
Jiang Lan put away the fruit knife and helped the disheveled Jiang Chi up. Seeing that he was covered in wounds and could not even stand steadily, he frowned and asked him, “Why are you running around in the daytime? With your small body, you still want to learn to be violent and aggressive?”
Jiang Chi gritted his teeth and said nothing. He pushed Jiang Lan’s hand away and limped towards the entrance of the alley.
Jiang Lan had never seen a cub with such a stubborn temper. He was like a piece of stone, impervious to all influences. But he had run into him twice in a row, and he still couldn’t harden his heart to do nothing about it.
His face turned cold, and he was ready to see where he would go, but he saw that Jiang Chi did not leave. Instead, he walked to the trash can at the entrance of the alley, and with difficulty overturned the trash can that was not much shorter than him. He did not care about the dirt and stench of the trash can, and half-knelt on the ground, searching for something in the garbage.
The trash can had been cleaned out in the afternoon, so there wasn’t much trash in it. He rummaged through it for a while and found a dirty black cloth bag.
The cloth bag had a drawstring design, and no one knew what was inside. The outer rope was tied into many knots, and Jiang Chi had to pull and bite the rope to untie it, and then he carefully poured out the contents of the cloth bag.
It turned out to be a stack of loose change, one dollar, five dollar, ten dollar notes… and quite a few coins.
The amounts were not large, probably only about one or two hundred yuan in total.
The banknotes were neatly stacked together. Jiang Chi counted them carefully and put them back into the cloth bag. He tightened the drawstring and tied a knot, then tied it to his belt and hid it safely in the inner pocket of his waistband.
After that, he struggled to lift up the trash can, picked up two beverage bottles he had dug out from the garbage pile, and staggered away.
He didn’t look at Jiang Lan or Ying Qiao from beginning to end. His thin back was slightly hunched due to pain, and the street lights on the side of the road made his thin figure look thin and long.
Jiang Lan sighed and wanted to stop him, but he felt that he would not follow him even if he stopped him. He could only watch his thin figure silently turn into another alley.
The sound of sirens was heard not far away, probably the police who received the alarm and rushed over.
Ying Qiao said: “Let’s go, he won’t go back with us. Even if we force him to go to the association, he will run away.”
He was no stranger to people or monsters like Jiang Chi, who had righteous ideas and deep thoughts, and were cruel to themselves and even crueler to others. Although he was still young, if he could still hold on, he would probably be a ruthless lone wolf when he grew up.
These people were often not good people, and many of them ended up in a desperate situation.
Secretly, Ying Qiao didn’t want Jiang Lan to bring the wolf cub home.
Jiang Lan didn’t know whether he had heard it or not. He lowered his eyes unhappily and said, “Well, let’s go back.”
They piled the five thugs together like a pyramid and left before the police arrived.
Back in the car, Jiang Lan was still thinking about the scene he had seen before, replaying the scene of Jiang Chi counting the money in a slow motion.
He seemed to be very short of money. Was he a pickpocket because he was short of money?
Jiang Lan sighed, convincing himself rationally that each monster had his own destiny, and he was not a savior. It was impossible for him to save every monster he saw, but once he calmed down, Jiang Chi’s back flashed before his eyes again.
Even he himself felt that he cared too much about Jiang Chi.
It was obviously just a chance encounter.
“Stop here.”
Jiang Lan stopped the designated driver again. He frowned and said to Ying Qiao, “I don’t know why I still care about Jiang Chi. You take Ni Ni and the others back first. And I’ll go take a look and go home as soon as possible.”
Ying Qiao had no idea what to do with him: “I’ll send Ni Ni home first, and then I’ll come pick you up.”
Jiang Lan got out of the car and smiled at him: “Okay.”
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