HCB Chapter 427 This is all a misunderstanding. We run an orphanage.
Chapter 427 This is all a misunderstanding. We run an orphanage.
At this moment, Qi Tongwei looked at the chaotic scene in front of him and knew in his heart that this was the best time.
His hawk-like sharp eyes quickly scanned the battlefield, and in the chaotic fight, he found an excellent target for attack - a human trafficker who was waving a stick and beating the abducted people fiercely.
Qi Tongwei rushed out quickly from his hiding place.
His eyes were fixed on the target human trafficker, and he had picked up half of the rope used on the construction site in his hand.
Qi Tongwei held the half rope tightly in his hand, swung his arm vigorously, and the rope instantly made a whistling sound.
The sound was particularly harsh in this noisy environment.
The rope was quickly pulled towards the human trafficker closest to him.
With a crisp "snap" sound, the rope fell accurately on the human trafficker.
The human trafficker only felt a burning pain where he was beaten, and the pain was like countless steel needles piercing his flesh at the same time.
He subconsciously looked down and was immediately frightened to death by the scene before him.
The places where he was beaten were torn and bloody. The skin that originally covered the muscles was curled to both sides like a rag cut by a sharp knife.
Moreover, among the flesh and blood, one could faintly see white bones, which looked particularly eerie and terrifying against the backdrop of blood.
The human trafficker widened his eyes and looked at Qi Tongwei in horror. He never imagined that this man who suddenly appeared would be so vicious.
He wanted to struggle to stand up, but the severe pain made his body completely unable to obey him. He could only lie on the ground and scream.
The others looked at the young man who suddenly broke in and his impressive skills, and their hearts began to beat.
They seriously suspected that a large police force had arrived. After all, Qi Tongwei exuded an unquestionable majesty.
The lame man, the cunning manager of human traffickers, ran up to Qi Tongwei with one foot deep and one foot shallow.
His face was filled with a seemingly innocent smile, and he said bitterly, "Comrade, are we mistaken? Is there some misunderstanding here?"
There was a deliberate hint of doubt in his eyes, as if he had really been wronged.
"Misunderstanding?" Qi Tongwei said disdainfully.
There was a chill in his eyes.
He glanced around at the people who had been tortured beyond recognition and shouted, "There are so many disabled people, so many children with bruised faces and noses, and you're telling me this is a misunderstanding?"
The lame man smiled calmly, cleared his throat, and began his ridiculous explanation: "Comrade, you don't understand. These little kids, when they're together, it's inevitable that they'll have disagreements. Look at the kids these days, each one has his or her own little temper. It's normal for them to fight from time to time. We can't avoid some bumps and bruises, right?"
As he spoke, he pretended to shake his head, as if he really felt helpless about the children's mischief.
He pointed at the lame beggar boy and continued, "Just like this child. He was fighting with another child for a toy and accidentally fell, injuring his leg. We felt really bad for him and even found him some medicine. But he was naughty and didn't rest well, so his leg injury never fully healed."
What he said sounded reasonable, but if you looked closely at the fear and hatred in those children's eyes, you would know that it was complete nonsense.
Qi Tongwei looked at his face and became even angrier.
Seeing how easily they handled the situation, he concluded that this was not the first time this had happened.
These human traffickers must have used this kind of lie many times to cover up their crimes, and they probably didn't think Qi Tongwei could do anything to them.
Qi Tongwei became more convinced of his thoughts. There must be an insider colluding with them and tipping them off. Otherwise, how could they be so confident?
Qi Tongwei suppressed his anger and said, "Really? Then how do you explain these disabled people?"
He was very curious about what stories these people had compiled.
He stared at the lame man, trying to find any flaws in his expression.
This time, the lame man smiled openly. He spread his hands and said confidently, "We're doing a good deed. These disabled people are homeless outside, and we're taking them in and feeding them. You see, this is such a great act of kindness. Although our conditions are limited and our care may not be as thorough, our intentions are good."
His words became more and more outrageous, as if they were really great philanthropists.
"Good news?" Qi Tongwei raised his eyebrows and looked at him, his eyes full of questioning and disdain.
The other party seemed to have been prepared. He nodded and said, "Yes, this is our ID. You can take a look."
As the lame man spoke, he took out a tattered piece of paper from his pocket.
Qi Tongwei unfolded it with suspicion, only to find that it was a photocopy.
The handwriting on the paper was a little blurry, as if it was done on purpose to hide something.
"We run a public welfare welfare home. These people are abandoned children and some disabled people who have lost their ability to survive. Their families don't need them, so they send them to us." The lame man began to talk incessantly. He had a seemingly sincere expression on his face, but his eyes flickered from time to time, revealing a hint of cunning.
He pointed at the trafficked children and disabled people and continued, "Look at that lame boy begging. He was abandoned by his family on the roadside. When we found him, he was hungry, cold, and pitiful. The tall boy was in the same situation. These disabled people are even worse off. They have no family to take care of them, and they can only wait to die outside. We are kind-hearted, so we brought them all back."
Having said this, he even sighed in a pretentious manner, as if he really felt sorry for what had happened to these people.
"We have been waiting for a long time for government funding, so we have no choice but to choose this method. We are also forced to do so." The lame man suddenly transformed into the image of a martyr.
His shoulders drooped and his face was full of helplessness and grievance.
"You know, so many people need to eat and live. We can't just watch them starve to death, right? That's why we let these children go out begging and try to earn some money. Although this method is not very good, it is also for their own good."