There is Room For Abandoned Women In the 1980s

Wang Jinzhi's mouth was blocked but her ears could hear. When she heard that Zheng Chengbao was coming, she was so excited that she struggled desperately in the sack.

Seeing Zheng Chengbao seeming to hear the noise coming from here, holding a torch and striding towards Baomi Di, these people became even more panicked. People act impulsively when they are anxious, fearing that Wang Jinzhi would make another noise, so someone rushed over to confront Wang Jinzhi. His head was smashed with his fist.

"Don't fight!"

The leading man was in his fifties, very thin, and tall and slender like a walking skeleton. He kept staring at Zheng Chengbao. When he saw the man behind him hitting the girl in the sack, he was so frightened that he hurriedly stopped him.

Stealing food is not a serious crime. It has happened in every village at this time. If it is not too excessive, it is usually criticized and educated, but beating someone to death requires life.

The one who beat the person was a young boy. The young boy was relatively stunned and his attacks were not serious. He only hit Wang Jinzhi in the sack a few times and then he became motionless. Only then did he ask with a sad face because he was afraid. ơɱ“It’s not moving, what should I do?”

"Run!"

The man in his fifties swallowed hard. His clothes were soaked with sweat. Seeing that Zheng Chengbao was about to get into the corn field, he ran away without saying a word.

As he ran, more than a dozen people he brought also ran with him. When there were many people running, they bumped into the corn stalks. The leaves rustled and the stalks swayed, which immediately attracted Zheng Chengbao's attention.

"stop."

Zheng Chengbao rushed into the corn field with a torch. When he saw the black figure escaping in front of him, he let out a sharp roar. The roar sounded like the ground was shaking and the escaping people were so scared that they ran away with their heads in their hands. They regretted that their parents had not given birth to two more legs.

Zheng Chengbao was nicknamed Scud, and he could run faster than a cheetah. The group of people were chased in a panic. The three or four people running at the front got out of the cornfield, stopped their feet, and rushed into the river. The people behind saw it and wanted to save them. He was afraid of being caught, so he left them behind and ran towards the mountains.

"Help! Help!"

Two of these people were able to swim, but they ignored the two who were not able to swim and swam quickly towards the other side.

"Help! Gu Dong Gu Dong." The remaining two people were unlucky. They shouted for help and drank a sip of water, struggling desperately in the water.

"You go chase the people running into the mountains. Leave these two to me."

Zheng Chengbao shouted to his second brother behind him. He plunged into the river and swam towards the two people.

Zheng Chengbao grew up by the river since he was a child. He is very good at water. His powerful arms are rounded and beating like propellers in the water. He quickly approaches the two people and holds one person's collar and feet in one hand. Swimming towards the river bank while slapping the water, one of them was very dishonest. He was moving his body and arms desperately, shouting wildly: "Help, help."

This sound?

Zheng Chengbao's eyebrows suddenly tightened, was it him? If the old boy commits a crime in his own hands, he must suffer a little.

"I can't hold it anymore."

Zheng Chengbao shouted, released the hand holding his collar, and dragged the other unconscious man to swim to the shore.

"Ah, help! My nephew, help me."

"I don't have time, please drink more!"

Zheng Chengbao turned around and raised the corners of his mouth evilly, shouted arrogantly, and left with the other person.

"Help me, help me." The man was panicked and frightened. He had learned to paddle with a dog before, and in desperation, he paddled with both hands and swam to the shore.

Zheng Chengbao dragged the unconscious man ashore, shook the water out of his hair, stood on the shore with his hands on his hips, and watched the man swim over with a smirk on his lips.

End of update, good night little angels, can you guess who this old boy is?

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