Su Qiao turned around and rushed towards the alley on the left.
In the alley, two homeless men wearing rotten straw hats and shabby military coats were surrounding a thin boy wearing a gray cotton coat.
Su Qiao took a closer look and saw a black plastic bag in the boy's hand. The bag had been torn, revealing the pears inside.
In addition, there were two pears rolling down on the ground. The pears looked like they had been left there for a long time. They had a lot of black scratches on them, and one of them even had a piece of rot.
Just for this?
A few rotten pears?
Su Qiao wiped the rain off his face, rushed over and yelled at the two middle-aged homeless men who were obviously much stronger than the boys, "What are you doing? You guys need to look at who you are robbing when you rob something."
The slightly taller homeless man turned around and glared at Su Qiao fiercely. "You stinky girl, you'd better stay out of your own business."
The other, shorter one, also waved his hands very impatiently, as if chasing away some annoying flies. "Go quickly, go quickly, leave it alone, be careful not to get into trouble."
'Ah chirp'
Su Qiao, who kept sneezing and was cold, was even more impatient than them. He simply bent down and picked up a fist-sized stone from the ground, and pointed at the two homeless men fiercely:
"Don't talk nonsense with me. I'm counting to three. If you don't get out of here, don't leave tonight. Just stay here."
"Anyway, with such heavy rain, even if something happens, no one can see it, and no one will care whether the two homeless people die or not."
"You...?"
The two tramps didn't expect that just when they were about to get the thing, a life-threatening Little Ya head came out, and it was more vicious than them.
Of course, the two of them were unwilling to let the duck fly.
But looking at the stones on the hands of the Little Ya head and the murderous eyes, I finally gave up.
To be honest, they only dare to bully people who are also homeless outside. There is no pressure to bully such people, and there will be no trouble afterwards.
But if they are ordinary people on the street, they generally don't dare to provoke them easily.
The short homeless man pulled the tall man's sleeve timidly. "Brother, let's... let's go?"
This Little Ya head looks young, but he doesn't look like an ordinary person, so he might actually be able to do something.
No matter what the final result is, it will definitely be the two of them who suffer.
Because they are homeless people with no ID cards, no families, no jobs, sleeping in bridge caves and parks, and are constantly being driven away.
Maybe the police would come and arrest them as robbers.
The short one wanted to settle the matter, but the tall one was a little reluctant.
He was cruel and threw him away, glaring at Su Qiao fiercely. "What are you going to do? I haven't eaten fruit for several days. I'm really going to make a decision about these pears today."
"Smelly girl, you asked for this."
The short man was timid. When he saw his elder brother taking off his coat and looking like he was about to fight, he panicked. "Brother, you... what are you going to do?"
The tall man looked up and down at Su Qiao's clothes.
Black Martin boots, black woolen jacket, tight jeans, and jewelry around his neck and ears.
The light of greed flashed in his eyes, followed by a wave of fierceness.
"Hmph, looking at this stinky girl's outfit, she doesn't look like someone without money. We just happen to..."
Before the tall man finished speaking, Su Qiao had already taken a step forward and kicked him over.