Chapter 165: Little pitiful, cultivated (6)

When I found out that there were two people missing, the physical education teacher's heart collapsed.
A whistle sounded, and the students stood upright in their places. A few minutes later, Mingzhe's mobile phone, which was working hard, rang.
And in the small Internet cafe behind the school, He Qing hesitantly followed the young man into the toilet.
The toilet is a squat toilet, and there are some yellow stains nearby, which has a great visual impact on children who have never stepped into this toilet since childhood.
The tip of his nose was the smell of urine that made him want to vomit. He Qing, who had been pampered since childhood, almost immediately turned white, standing at the door and did not want to go in.
"Come in." The young man with yellow hair walked in first and saw the child standing at the door, quickly beckoning.
"I, I don't want to go..." He Qing not only did not go in, but took a step back.
"Why don't you want to go?" The young man with yellow hair looked down, his smile was still on his face, and he pulled the arm of the beautiful child hard, and seemed to kindly pull in the reluctant He Qing. .
"Go quickly."
There was a small puddle on the ground, caused by broken tiles. The black water was inside. He Qing was torn. The clean little white shoes stepped on it, almost immediately adding a few stains.
This was just bought by his uncle!
He Qing was distressed and could not care about the odor. He pulled out the toilet paper and squatted down to wipe it, but he was hugged from behind.
With an uncomfortable smell of smoke, the yellow-haired young man had some eager hands stroking up and down on the soft child's body.
He Qing was suddenly ignorant.
He didn't know what this action represented, but instinctive disgust and discomfort made him struggle, "What are you doing!"
"Good boy, obedient, my brother takes you to play the game, and I will give you a hundred dollars after playing..."
This is his usual trick. The average elementary school student does not have much money on hand. One hundred is already a huge amount for them. In addition, the children are not conscious of this kind of thing, and they dare not tell the family even if they know it is a bad thing. His success rate is even higher.
Hugging the child struggling constantly with both hands, he impatiently smelled the milky fragrance on He Qing's body and began to try to reach inside.
"I don't want you to let go!"
He Qing is not interested in the money strategy proposed by the people behind him. He only feels trapped and uncomfortable, while struggling non-stop, he subconsciously shouts.
"Huo Tianhao! Huo... Uh-huh!"
His mouth was covered by the young man with his hand, and the entire small body was hugged, and his eyes could only be opened with a small voice. He Qing was frightened and scared, and his short legs kicked back and kicked .
"Shut up, don't shout!" Generally speaking, this kind of uncoordinated situation will not force the young man with yellow hair. After all, he will definitely not be able to run away, but the kid he met this time is really too good for him. It’s a pity not to eat it.
Thinking about the big deal afterwards, he lowered his voice and hugged the struggling child to the last toilet, closed the door, and kept covering his hand with He Qingzui.
"Child, if you are not obedient, I will strangle you, do you know what it means to die? If you die, you will have nothing!"
"Uh-huh-"
He Qing is still trying to struggle, and he is forced to restrain him.
Seeing that the child under his hand was not persuading, the young man grimaced and pulled him to his feet. When he saw the little body trembling, he immediately threatened, "I have a knife in my hand. With such a stroke, the blood came out like a fountain!"
He Qing knew the fountain, and there was one in the yard of the house. There were a lot of beautiful little fish in it. When he wanted to see it, Mingzhe held him and looked inside.
But now, he is about to become a fountain...
The pretty-looking child widened his eyes in fear, and his tears fell off. The young man thought he was afraid and slowly let go.
As soon as he let go of his hand, He Qing cried out in grievance, "Uncle Uncle—"
"Shut up!" Startled by such a loud voice, the young man with yellow hair grabbed the small neck of the child in anxiety, but just so hard, He Qing's white face immediately turned red, Zhang No sound can be heard.
"If you shout again, I'll strangle you, believe it or not!" His face was terrified, and He Qing's face was red and his hands were constantly struggling in the air. The young man was also afraid to really strangle him and relax his hands. Some more.
"Strangle you, don't talk about your uncle, you can't see your parents!"
After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand. Almost immediately, the little child coughed violently around his neck, his face full of discomfort, but he dared not shout again.
Seeing that he was well-behaved, the young man was anxious to pull his clothes. It is summer, and He Qing doesn't wear much. He lifted his clothes almost immediately and revealed a little bulging belly.
This is normal for young children, but not in the normal aesthetics of adults. The young yellow-haired young man looked at the white belly and his eyes lit up, and the rough big hand touched it hard.
He didn't start off lightly, and his white and tender belly was almost red at once. He Qinghong looked at him, crying and crying for pain, and because of his previous threats, he dared not speak out and could only let the man move with a small sob.
The little cry of the child was like aphrodisiac to the young man. He no longer touched his belly, but slowly pulled down He Qing's pants, revealing the pants with cartoon characters inside.
Looking at the cartoon with a childish meaning, the young man with yellow hair showed an excited look in his eyes. He reached out his hand and was about to pull off the last protection. Footsteps came from outside the toilet.
Huo Tianhao's somewhat counseling voice sounded, "This is where A Qing went to the toilet here."
"A Qing, A Qing, Uncle Ming came to you..."
Uncle! !
The child's eyes suddenly burst into surprise, he was about to rush out, his mouth was covered fiercely, his hands were suppressed, and no sound could be heard.
In the toilet, seeing He Qing didn't walk out obediently, Mingzhe's face was ugly, his eyes were full of gloom, expensive leather shoes were walking in the toilet, he opened the door one by one with anger, and there was even a thin layer in the forehead sweat.
After receiving the phone call from the school, the man drove directly. Fortunately, he was thinking about the convenience of picking up and choosing the school near the company, and he hurried over quickly.
When I arrived in the class and knew that Huo Tianhao was missing together, I checked the school monitor and asked the boss at the roadside stall.
The result was finally found, but He Qing was gone.
Mingzhe didn't think too much, only thinking that the child was afraid of being punished for hiding for the first time in class and dared not come out. He started searching from the first toilet, and the expression on his face became more and more gloomy.
To see how he would punish people by pulling them out, he was so guilty that he dared to skip classes, but he ran to such a place where there was no safety at all.
"Hmm--" He Qing stared at the outside with wide eyes, and wanted to go out and was trapped firmly, so he had to hope that Uncle could find himself quickly.
Outside, Mingzhe rummaged from room to room, and finally reached the last room, but he saw a sign under repair on it. He patted the door, and there was nothing inside.
If A Qing is inside, it is estimated that even if frightened, he will walk out obediently.
The man turned and continued to open the opposite door.
The child watched the pair of leather shoes going away through the gap at the bottom of the door, afraid of reaching the apex.
uncle! !
I am here!
He was struggling desperately. The young man's heart beat like a drum. He could hardly cure him with one hand. The hand that covered the child in a panic was loosened. He Qing was seized the opportunity and bit him hard.
"Ah-lying trough!!"
There was a scream at the end, and the man who was about to go out suddenly turned around. His eyes were full of fierceness. The child was wearing only pants, and his feet fell out of the door softly.
"Uncle Uncle..."
When he saw Mingzhe when he raised his eyes, he burst into tears immediately, his face full of grievances.
Watching the man whimpering and pointing to the toilet, "He hit me..."
Looking at the child he raised by his own hands, he fell down on the ground and murmured at him, Mingzhe only felt that his mind was blank.
Then, a young man came out of the toilet like a running mouse and tried to run past him. He stretched out his leg and tripped the man.
When Mingzhe's consciousness gradually woke up, there was a cry of fear in the ear of the child, and under his hand was a face that had been beaten and bleeding.
He slowly let go of his hand, and after the young man slid weakly on the ground, his foot stepped on!
The person who tried to molest He Qing could not be screamed. Mingzhe turned to hug the child, covered his eyes, and coaxed softly, "Be good, cover your ears."
He Qing obediently cried and reached out her hand to cover her ears.
The man hugged the child and walked in front of the young man who was paralyzed on the ground like mud. He gloomed, raised his feet between his legs, stepped on it hard, and crushed hard.
Aw! ! !
A scream like a skin cramp was heard throughout the toilet. The little child shook his ears over his ears, his eyes were blocked and he could not see anything, and some of them shrank into the man's body.
Mingzhe took off his coat to cover him and took the man out of the toilet. In this case, it is better to handle the alarm.
Capital punishment or lifeless, he is very open-minded.
At the door of the toilet, Huo Tianhao stood foolishly and looked at the young man who was covering some of his miserable places, and suddenly felt the pain in his urine.
He later realized that the man who said he would take a good friend to the toilet bullied He Qing, and he felt angry again.
The people he brought out were bullied, so how can they mix it up!
In the ear was the screams of the young man, Huo Tianhao looked around, squatted down and moved out half of the tiles, holding it with some effort, and came to the man.
The young man with yellow hair was sober and conscious, but had no strength to be beaten all over again. He leaned against the wall and watched the elementary student approaching himself.
Huo Tianhao struggled to hold the tiles, some childish faces were full of anger, "I told you to bully A Qing!"
The tiles were smashed hard and landed on the fragile part that had just been hit hard.
"Oh!!!!!!"