"Stop that car!"

"Catch him! Catch him!"

Everyone who woke up from the dream immediately chased after him, but how could they run over four wheels with their legs? At most, they picked up small stones and threw them over, and were bounced away by the steel body of the car.

"Come on!"

"Don't let him run away, he has to lose money!"

"Hurry, come find Uncle Hai!"

The strong young men in the front immediately rushed to catch up with the car, and the people behind also followed behind and shouted and cursed. For a moment, it seemed that people on the whole street were chasing the vehicle that caused the accident.

The other workers who had not left were surrounded by the children to make suggestions, and Uncle Hai in the venue finally knew that something was wrong outside and was quickly invited by several workers.

The workers made a way for Uncle Hai. Uncle Hai saw a pool of dim blood shining with the afterglow of the sunset at the end of the crowd, and his heart suddenly sank.

"Nine meters, nine meters, don't scare my second uncle. Wake up, second uncle has dragon beard candy here, wake up..." Qi Bajiu hugged his nephew in his arms, looked anxious, and whispered to his nephew in a low voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the child.

The niece was being checked by the aunt next to her for any injuries. There was some blood on her body, but none of them seemed to be her own. She secretly looked at her second uncle and brother, with no sadness on her face, no crying, and only at a loss.

With her current mind, she seems to be unable to understand what happened just now.

When Uncle Hai came over, a woman knelt directly in front of him and kowtowed repeatedly: "Uncle Hai please save my child... Please... Please..."

She lay directly on the ground and cried in tears. Uncle Hai looked in her direction. Even though he was used to the suffering of life, his eyelids couldn't help but jump. The reason why this woman didn't hold the child was because she didn't dare to hug her at all.

The child seemed to be hit by a car and then lying on the ground, then was run over his head by the wheels, and looked no longer like a human.

In this situation, let alone the ordinary medical officer in the interior, Uncle Hai, even a peerless miracle doctor holding divine weapons, would not have the power to turn the world back. Medical officers are not omnipotent, they can only flesh and bones, and cannot live dead people.

Uncle Hai shook his head at the others, and the female workers next to him nodded, pulling the woman who was kneeling on the ground and crying to the side to comfort her.

Uncle Hai walked to Qi Bajiu. Qi Bajiu seemed to find Uncle Hai at this time and said softly: "Uncle Hai, this is my brother's son Jiumi. The little ghost is very naughty and doesn't know how to hide when he sees the car coming. When I go back, I ask my elder brother and sister-in-law to beat him. Look, he seems to be asleep. Can you wake him up for me, can you..."

Uncle Hai looked at the child with eyes wide open and unconscious in his arms, without saying a word, his hands condensed pure white light, and squatted down to caress the child's injuries. The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone didn't even dare to breathe. The people in the west even took the initiative to make the sunset that was about to sink into the mountains used by Uncle Hai.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was very long or maybe it was very short.

Uncle Hai stopped the glory of his hands, and Qi Bajiu immediately whispered: "Uncle Hai, Jiumi, can he wake up?"

Looking at Qi Bajiu's earnest gaze, Uncle Hai reached out his hand silently and closed his eyes for the child.

Qi Bajiu's throat gushed, swallowed, looked at the sky, the earth, and Uncle Hai, but didn't look at his nephew in his arms. He raised his head and blinked, not letting tears flow out, and his voice choked: "Uncle Hai, do you know other medical officers with good skills? I have money, I have a lot of money..."

"He is dead." Uncle Hai looked at him and said word by word: "I can't survive."

"No, you see, he is so young, he can wet the bed. He, he likes to read newspapers to me..."

"He's dead!"

Uncle Hai roared, and his fist suddenly smashed towards the ground beside him, smashing a small pit into the soil. The gravel in the soil scratched his fist. He punched the ground desperately with a ferocious face. The others hurriedly grabbed Uncle Hai and did not let him continue to harm himself.

He was very sad.

If he was not truly compassionate, he would not have run a noodle shop for money-lossing workers for more than ten years, to help them solve their problems, to treat them minor illnesses and to give them advice.

He is just a mortal with ordinary ability. He cannot do anything big, solve the problems of these miserable people, and cannot improve their situation. Therefore, he can only help them reduce the pain they encounter in life and teach them small life skills to make happiness in suffering.

He couldn't let everyone get out of the darkness, he could only let everyone have light in their hearts.

But seeing these two children who had just sang with him died like this, even though they had been experiencing the mud in Xuanzhu County for decades, Uncle Hai still couldn't control his emotions.

He was very angry.

He was angry at his powerlessness, at the cruelty of the murderer, at the injustice of fate, and even more angry at the wrong time, at the wrong place, and at the wrong protagonist!

It happened to be the day when the union was established;

It happened to be a place where hundreds of workers gathered together;

The worker's child just happened to die, and the murderer was the silver-blooded noble;

Uncle Hai didn't know if this was a conspiracy against the union. He only knew that Jing Zhengwei and Bai Ye's efforts over the past few days would be ruined. This kind of thing happened in this joint, even if he said it was a big deal, no workers would believe him anymore.

unless……

"Murder for life!"

"Let's go and get justice!"

"We want fairness, we want justice!"

Someone said: "But those who can drive in Xuanzhu County must be from the Silver Blood Society..."

"So what about Silver Blood Society!" A worker immediately scolded: "Can you kill people at will withstand the Silver Blood Society? Is it the Silver Blood Society? So we have to swallow our anger, even if they kill our children!?"

"What is your child dead today, then tomorrow, the day after tomorrow? If you don't have a child today, then next year, the year after tomorrow!?"

Facing the workers raising their arms and shouting, the others were silent, hesitating, fearful, angry and worried.

Shunmin, who had been in Xuanzhu County for too long, has also heard of the bloody suppression of the rioters by Silver Blood. They are passionate and are flooded by the ice water of reality.

"Heyang Army has been destroyed, Linhai Army has also left, and the Silver Blood Society is now a paper tiger!" Someone said loudly: "As long as we unite, thousands, and tens of thousands of workers are united, the Silver Blood Society will not dare to do anything to us!"

"Yes, so many of us come over together, they dare not do anything to us!"

"We have to unite, we can't be afraid of them!"

"Just, we just want justice!"

The white night walkers knew that silver blood would accumulate great power among the Xuanzhu people, so they loudly analyzed the strength of our enemies and our enemies, eliminated the fear of the workers, and inspired their courage. As they shouted, the others gradually suppressed the fear in their hearts, replaced by anger and responsibility.

"We can't bear it anymore!"

"Even if it's not for yourself, think about our children!"

"If we still bow our heads at this time, what's the point of the union??"

"Let Silver Blood hand over the murderer! Kill someone to pay for his life!"

"We must unite together, so that Silver Blood will bow its head!"

Suddenly someone said to Uncle Hai: "Uncle Hai, let's listen to you, just say what to do!"

"Uncle Hai!"

"Uncle Hai, you must be fair for us!"

Uncle Hai, who calmed down, slowly exhaled and nodded slightly to face the angrily gaze of the hot and angrily people around him.

He understood the hints of other White Night Walkers and knew that this was indeed the only way to save the situation at present.

The workers' anger needs to be vented, and Jing Zhengwei can also throw out the murderer to express his position.

If Bai Ye and Jing Zhengwei cooperated well, this might be an excellent opportunity, a chance to make the union famous and Jing Zhengwei completely whitewashed.

Under the gaze of everyone, Uncle Hai raised his scarred right fist and shouted loudly:

"For the sake of the children and for other children, we must seek justice!"
Chapter completed!