C330 A Bunch of Brats
C330 A Bunch of Brats
So when the waiter at the entrance saw the children following behind Hu Yiming, his expression changed again and again. He called out to Hu Yiming with a troubled expression: "Sir, how did you offend those children?"
Although Hu Yiming could understand, he still pretended that he didn't understand. He shrugged at the waiter as if he didn't understand what the waiter was saying.
The waiter could do nothing about it. Someone who could stay in their hotel must be a very rich person. There was no need to offend these big bosses over such a small matter.
The waiter apologized to Hu Yiming in English, then he took out his wallet and gave the children money.
However, that group of kids didn't buy it. Although they accepted the waiter's money, they didn't plan on letting Hu Yiming go. They picked up a rock from the ground and threw it towards Hu Yiming who was walking into the hotel.
If Hu Yiming didn't dodge in time, that rock would have hit Hu Yiming's head. Plus, that child used a lot of strength. If he really got hit, blood would definitely come out.
Hu Yiming's expression instantly turned cold. He turned around and coldly looked at the group of children. What made him so angry was not because these children threw stones at him, but because these kids actually ignored the consequences to hurt others.
The waiter saw that Hu Yiming was angry, so he quickly explained: "These children didn't mean to anger you, so don't be angry, I will kick them out."
With that, the waiter turned around and made a gesture to chase away the children, not caring if Hu Yiming could understand or not.
The children did not leave. They all stared with bell-like eyes. It seemed that if Hu Yiming didn't want them to do anything, they would stop.
Hu Yiming was so angry that he started laughing. He put his hands in his pockets and slowly walked to the side of the kid who bumped into him. He said in a low voice, "You little bastard."
Although the child couldn't understand Hu Yiming's words, he could guess that what Hu Yiming said was not a good thing.
He immediately opened his mouth and moved towards Hu Yiming's arm. However, in the next second, Hu Yiming firmly gripped his chin and was unable to move.
When the surrounding kids saw their boss being bullied, they immediately took turns punching Hu Yiming.
Hu Yiming carried the child and made a throat slitting gesture. He looked at the remaining children in warning. Perhaps it was because Hu Yiming's eyes were too vicious, but he was really intimidated.
"Sir, are you alright?" The waiter ran over anxiously and spoke in English.
"Don't worry, I'm fine. I have some things to take care of." Hu Yiming spoke fluent English and then left with the kid.
The waiter looked at Hu Yiming's back with mixed feelings.
Finally, Hu Yiming brought the group of kids to a hidden box. He said in pure Burmese, "Tell me, what do you want to do?"
"Let me go first." The child bared his fangs and brandished his claws as he roared.
Hu Yiming then put the child down, and the children's followers immediately went forward to help the child up.
"Boss, are you alright?" The children asked with concern.
The leader of the children, Parkin, shook his head and glared at Hu Yiming as if he was looking at his father.
"Speak, why are you doing this?" Hu Yiming leaned against the wall and said with a faint smile. The child he caught just now was at most 11 to 12 years old, and the remaining children were even younger.
No matter what country he was in, he should be at school at this age. But now, he was stealing things on the streets, and there were also so many children, so it was obviously wrong.
"If you don't give us the money, we won't leave." Parkin said.
Hu Yiming laughed out loud: "Why should I give you money?"
Parkin pursed his lips and glared fiercely at Hu Yiming: "If you don't give it to us, we'll kill you."
The word "kill" came out of the mouth of a teenager. It seemed so incompatible and so scary, but Parkin's eyes seemed to be used to life and death.
Hu Yiming's frown deepened. He took out his wallet, walked in front of Parkin, took out a stack of money and put it in Parkin's hand. "Can you tell me now?"
Parkin borrowed the money, lowered his head and immediately bit towards Hu Yiming. However, he still didn't succeed.
At this moment, a little girl suddenly fell to the ground. She twisted her body in pain, as if she was enduring an unbearable torture.
Parkin was stunned for a moment. He immediately walked to the little girl's side and shouted anxiously, "Faang, Faang."
Hu Yiming also walked up and looked at the girl's pale face.
With a rough estimate in mind, he took out the silver needle and prepared to give it to the little girl.
However, he was pushed away fiercely by Parkin. Parkin acted like he was a wolf protecting his son, tightly protecting the little girl called Faang behind him.
"You're not allowed to hurt Faang." Parkin roared.
"If you want her to die, then move out of the way. I'm saving her." Hu Yiming said expressionlessly.
Faang's voice was getting softer and softer, but her face was getting paler and paler.
"Brother Parkin, Sister Faang seems to be out of breath." A child said.
"Trust me." Hu Yiming said.
Parkin gritted his teeth, but he still gave way to Hu Yiming. It wasn't that they didn't want to send Faang to the hospital, it was just that they couldn't go to the hospital at all.
Hu Yiming walked forward and injected some acupuncture needles into Faang's acupoints. After Parkin's acupuncture needles entered Faang's body, his eyes reddened.
After who knows how long, Faang slowly woke up. Hu Yiming then removed the silver needles from her body and massaged a few acupuncture points on her body.
Faang's complexion seemed to have gotten better with the naked eye.
"Little sister told your parents that it would be best if they could take you to the formal hospital for treatment. Your illness can't be dragged on for too long." Although he has the ability to treat this disease, it will take a long time.
However, he couldn't stay in Myanmar for too long, so he might as well have Faang go to the hospital for treatment rather than give up halfway.
"But uncle, I don't have parents." Faang whispered.
Hu Yiming was shocked after hearing this. Although he had already vaguely guessed such an outcome, he heard this little girl, who was not even 8 years old, say it himself.
Hu Yiming's heart still throbbed painfully.
"What about your guardian? You should be from an orphanage, right? Can you bring us to see your Principal? "
The moment Hu Yiming finished speaking, the children's bodies started to tremble, as if Hu Yiming mentioned a great demon that they were all afraid of.
The child's reaction made Hu Yiming's face turn even darker.
As for Parkin, if it wasn't for the fact that Faang was in Hu Yiming's hands, he would probably be able to fight Hu Yiming to the death.