My foolish snake husband wouldn't stop pestering me (Mtl)

Ch 86: Finding Evidence, Expecting Countdown to Face Slap

"Mom, that elder brother looks really good-looking." A little boy onlookers pointed.

The little boy's mother hurriedly covered his eyes and whispered: "You can't like him, be careful of bad studies."

"Did your brother do any bad things?" The

little boy's mother was speechless for a while, and she usually likes watching stars. Tear force, this time Yan Rui was hacked by the entire network, and she also stepped on several feet following the trend.

"He killed someone." As she said, she looked at Yan Rui not far away with vigilant eyes. She even subconsciously put her son in her arms, not letting him look at Yan Rui, "son Be good, watch him go around in the future."

Such small gestures hurt people more than words.

Yan Rui, who had just walked past, stiffened for a moment, then glanced at them casually, straightened his back and walked out of the school step by step under everyone's gaze.

The group of people who held the banners "condemning" him were shocked by the cold deterrence on him, and they dared not approach.

Yan Rui looked down at the can roll in front of him, bent over to pick it up and threw it into the trash can.

After leaving school, he went to the bathroom of a nearby shopping mall, leaned against the wall, grabbed his right hand with his left hand, and with one lift, he took the dislocated right arm back.

With a click, the bones returned to their place, the pain at that moment, his face pale, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead.

During the whole process, he didn't even frown his eyebrows. Did it hurt? Of course it hurts, but no matter how painful the arm is dislocated, it doesn't hurt.

It took a while for Yan Rui to relieve the pain. He stood by the sink and washed his face, looking at himself in the mirror.

"Yan Rui, no one can die because of you."

Someone came in, he put on his hat, lowered his head and covered his face and turned to leave.

Yan Rui did not go back immediately. He went to the mall to buy a mask and a pair of glasses to put on, and then went to the hospital alone, bought iodophor and cotton swabs, and went to a remote park. He found a bench to sit in a corner with no one. Down.

Rolling up his sleeves revealed a bloody arm. Fortunately, I was wearing a black sweater today, and I couldn't see the bleeding.

Yan Rui clenched his teeth, sprayed iodophor on the wound and wiped it carefully with a cotton swab.

After the bandage, he stood up, and this time he left.

Yan Rui didn't read the news on the Internet, but he could guess what was going on.

Reversing black and white and discrediting right and wrong are nothing more than tactics commonly used on the Internet.

The phone in his pocket vibrated, and Yan Rui took it out to see that the phone screen broke when he was just saving a life.

It stretches from the lower left corner to the middle, and then wrinkles around like a spider web.

The screen is cracked, but other functions are still good. Yan Rui picks up the call from Lu Jiangyang.

-Connect, the other party educates him loudly: "Yan Rui, I said you are too courageous, run to save people, hang on the railing, you are not afraid of falling down and killing you?"