Downstairs 249, Upstairs 251

Chapter 19.3 Human traffickers

"Whaat are you doing?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The middle-aged woman apologized repeatedly. Everyone's eyes turned to them.

"My screen is broken, tell me what I should do?" Lisa looked at them.

"Ah? We pay..."

"Sure! To change an original screen costs 900 dollars, give me the money!" Lisa put out her hand.

The woman was shocked, "So expensive?"

She then showed an awkward expression, and tugged on her old clothes cautiously.

A smile curled upwards on the man's aged face, "Miss, you can't extort money from us. You bumped into us yourself, and then you asked us to pay you that much money! How will I have that money? You can even buy a new phone using 900 dollars!"

The woman also came forward and looked at her, trying to please, "Miss, it's unintentional, we are just trying to bring our child to the doctor, we have no money."

Lisa looked at the child again, "You're not paying me? Then i'll report it to the police!"

"No! Miss, we really don't have the money!" The woman turned anxious, and came forward with an uneasy face.

Some people had began to gather around them, and a young lady around her twenties came forward to say,

"Pretty girl, I see that you're also not a poor person, and you are the one who knocked into them just know. Don't extort money from honest people, can you?" She glared at Lisa with a face of righteousness.

Most people began to stand around them. Some even took out their phones. In this world of technological advancement, the first thing people do was not care about the factor and consequence, but to record it and upload it on the internet.

They used it as a joke, or to stand at the peak of moral values to condemn others.

The couple also saw that people had taken out their phones. The man's face became tense, "Miss, we really don't have the money, this is all our money. Now we have to take the train, we need to go."

He took out a roll of money from his bag, and there was even a cent inside. They were all small changes that made it look almost pitiful.

Lisa grabbed the middle-aged man with both hands, holding tightly, "You can't go!"

"Hey, what kind of person are you! Can you have some sympathy? How much money do you need, I'll give it to you!"

Showing her righteousness, people around them also began to discuss among themselves, as more people gathered.

The man couldn't stand his ground anymore and was about to escape with the child. Lisa held onto him firmly, and the woman also came to pull her away with explosive strength. Lisa fell down to the ground, but she still hugged the man's leg, unwilling to release it.

"What are you all still looking at?! Call the police!"

The people around them started to feel something was wrong, and were hesitating, "We're not human traffickers!"

The woman shouted. The two of them looked so plain that the bystanders were confused.

"What are you still thinking?! Use your brain, call the police!" She shouted at the young lady.

"Oh, oh." She took her phone out in a rush, her face filled with panic.

The man saw that someone was going to call the police, and kicked Lisa hard. She was dragged across the ground and her arm started to bleed from the friction.