Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

At this time, the young boy with a rough appearance ran all he could and fell at the door of the dessert shop. His body was covered with dust and he let out a cry of pain.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Lin Weiwei put down his hand, startled by the sudden appearance of the boy, couldn't help taking a step back, and asked vigilantly.

"Little bastard, you still dare to run around, I'll kill you when you get back!" A middle-aged man held a wooden stick and chased after him cursing.

The boy's face was bruised from the beating, the corner of his mouth was broken, and his eyes were pleading. He grabbed Lin Weiwei's trousers and said weakly, "Big sister, my dad is a drunkard and wants to kill me. Help me."

"What? There is such a father?" After hearing this, Lin Weiwei looked at the angry man, and understood in his heart, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

The boy's voice was hoarse, and he kept nodding. He crawled to her side in fear, and begged, "Help me, big sister. I will definitely be beaten to death if I am brought back."

"Don't worry, I will drive your father away. If I am here, no one can bully you." Lin Weiwei felt that the boy was very pitiful, and patted his chest, vowing.

In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man had already run to the door of the shop, smelling of alcohol, he burped and said, "You brat, you dare to run outside, hurry up and go home, or I'll beat you to death with a stick."

The boy was terrified, trembling all over, and stepped back in fear.

"You are his father? You really don't deserve it. How can you beat the child like this?" Lin Weiwei stood in front of the boy, opened his arms to protect him, and reprimanded him.

The middle-aged man rolled his eyes in disdain, raised the stick ferociously, stared angrily, and yelled, "Where are you from, little girl? This is my family business, my son, you can't control it."

"If you are sensible, get out of here!"

"The child begged me to protect him and tell you, I'll take care of it. What can you do?" Lin Weiwei stepped forward and clenched his fists. He learned Taekwondo since he was a child to protect the weak, so he couldn't just sit idly by.

The middle-aged man saw that she was looking for trouble, aimed at Lin Weiwei's head, and hit him with a stick: "I told you to mind your own business."

With a stern face, Lin Weiwei turned slightly to avoid it, and kicked the man's wrist.

With a "boom", the wooden stick fell to the ground with a heavy sound.

Fear flashed across the middle-aged man's face, he backed away again and again, and shouted, "Give me back the child."

"How are the children beaten up? Do you still have the face?" Lin Weiwei pressed on every step of the way, and slowly chased him to the corner of the street, with flexible hands and feet, firmly gaining the upper hand.

The middle-aged man glanced at the alley, his eyes flashed, and he cursed with hatred: "You meddle in your own business, you will die badly."

After speaking, he immediately turned around and fled, without estimating the little boy at all.

Lin Weiwei clapped his hands, wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose, saw that he was threatened by himself, and retorted: "Yeah, I think it's you, I'm not ashamed of my conscience."

"Big sister, thank you for saving me." The boy limped over, appeared behind her, and said emotionally.

"It's okay, look at your wound, I'll take you to deal with it first, how about you tell me about the situation?"

"Okay, I know a clinic that charges less money, and I always go there every time I get hurt."

The little boy seemed to be familiar with her naturally, and trusted Lin Weiwei very much. He stretched out his hand and followed her carefully, pointing the way from time to time: "Sister, it's just ahead."

Inside the dessert shop, Liu Lu was tidying up like a puppet that had lost its soul, her expression was dull, and she hadn't come out of the previous fear.

"I have to stay in the store." She didn't expect such a trivial matter to make Ji Mingyou furious, which might make people suspicious.

Ji Mingyou's expression was cold, with a flash of light in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "I don't like employees bullying each other. If you don't have enough time, you can make adjustments. Don't think too much about it, just keep working as usual."

He couldn't tolerate sand in his eyes, and he only gave him a chance because he knew Liu Lu's family situation.

"Boss, I understand."

Liu Lu sniffed, her voice had a strong nasal tone, and she wanted to stay by Ji Mingyou's side.

Suddenly, a notification sound came from his hand. Ji Mingyou glanced at it, his face changed, and he quickly walked aside to pick it up: "Has he made any moves?"

"Mr. Ji, Qi Jinming's whereabouts have been covered up very well. I'm afraid there is help."

Tang Yun reported the situation in general, with worry in his voice: "It has been found that they are operating near the commercial street."

After hearing this, Ji Mingyou couldn't find Lin Weiwei, his heart tightened, his eyes were sharp, he turned and walked out, and said, "Liu Lu, please check the store first."

He strode past Liu Lu like the wind, making it impossible to catch him.

"Did something happen?" Liu Lu realized that something was wrong. Seeing that Lin Weiwei hadn't come back for a long time, she had a faint guess and buried her emotions well in her heart.

The entrance of the alley is blocked by a sign, like a fig leaf. The inside is different from the bustling commercial street, old and dilapidated.

The boy guides the way from behind, and keeps going deeper and deeper. It is very strange to see no pedestrians along the way.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet, and I don't even know why you were beaten." Lin Weiwei always felt weird seeing the sparse crowd, and asked worriedly.

Everything went so smoothly, she didn't say anything, and the little boy just trusted himself like that.

"My name was given to me by someone else, and someone who broke away, which one do you want to know?" The boy's voice was hoarse, as if it had been polished by sandpaper, and it was very abrupt in the quiet alley.

Lin Weiwei stopped, noticing the abnormality of the boy, his body tensed up as his back turned cold.

The boy grinned, clasped his hands on her shoulders, looked horrified, and said with a sinister smile, "As for why I was beaten, you should know."

"Attract my attention, and then let me put down my guard." Lin Weiwei clenched his fists and looked around from the corner of his eye. In this empty alley, the chance of being able to escape unscathed is too low.

Her shoulder was pinched to the point of pain, and she was about to push herself sideways.

"Being beaten because you owe it." A familiar voice sounded behind him, Ji Mingyou narrowed his narrow eyes, removed the hand on Lin Weiwei's shoulder, and squeezed it tightly.

"Ah" the boy couldn't bear the stinging sound, looked at the white wrist, and immediately turned around to fight back: "I was discovered, go to death."

Lin Weiwei immediately turned around, saw the boy holding a knife in his hand, his pupils locked slightly, and exclaimed, "Ji Mingyou, be careful!"

The sharp blade stabbed at Ji Mingyou, he dodged and kicked the boy's knee, forcing him to kneel down.

Ji Mingyou's eyes were cold, he took the knife away, and hit the boy's head against the wall, making a "bang" sound: "Stop struggling, the person who dares to touch me looks small, but he is not small."

"Why did you come here?" Lin Weiwei felt that his words were very familiar, surprised at Ji Mingyou's rescue, and rubbed his sore shoulder.

No one would want to step into the alley she was tricked into, so she subconsciously didn't call for help, and was curious about Ji Mingyou's appearance.