Cheng Yutang: "..."
Wang Qiang: "..."
The corners of Cheng Yutang's eyes twitched, which made him feel depressed, "Why are you chasing that car when you have nothing to do?"
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"Something!" Ji Xiaoyu said anxiously, "The people in the car are human traffickers. They just kidnapped a child. I saw it with my own eyes. If I don't chase them, they will run away!"
It turns out that... Cheng Yutang couldn't help but look solemn, and without hesitation ordered Wang Qiang: "Chase!"
"Yes, Mr. Cheng."
Wang Qiang stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car with excellent performance accelerated in an instant, chasing the van that was about to disappear from sight.
So Ji Xiaoyu, who had not yet been seated, made the same mistake. He slammed forward due to inertia, and almost rolled over from the front seat. Fortunately, Cheng Yutang quickly grabbed him and pressed the button beside him. Sit down, "Sit tight, don't slam a bag on the forehead again."
"Oh." Ji Xiaoyu then sat down properly.
The two were very close together, the outer thighs were sticking together, and the body temperature was transmitted to each other through the fabric, and Cheng Yutang couldn't help but shake a little. It's been a month and a half since that night, and it was the first time that the two of them were so close. It's a pity that under such circumstances, it's hard for people to do anything.
Ji Xiaoyu was completely unaware of the President's careful thoughts, and just kept an eye on the van's movements, urging from time to time, "Brother Wang, drive faster... Ah, they turned a corner... Oops, they are overtaking again, and they can't see it anymore... Brother Wang, can't you catch up faster!"
The van, apparently finding it was being followed, drove out of the city center to the suburbs, zigzagging down a country asphalt road in disrepair, trying to shake off the pursuers behind. And Wang Qiang's speed has been tepid, and he is always a few hundred meters away from the van, and he almost missed his target several times.
"You can drive! This path is full of potholes and rocks. If you don't get up quickly, you will scratch the chassis if you don't pay attention!" Wang Qiang was so annoyed that if he hadn't been worried that Cheng Yutang was also in the car, he would definitely Greet Ji Xiaoyu's eighteenth-generation ancestors, and teach him how to be a man with his fists.
It's easy to say, that broken van can of course be driven casually, but if one of Mr. Cheng's car is scratched, will I pay or you, a stinky brat who doesn't have backache while standing and talking, and who is blind to Jiebao's command
Ji Xiaoyu said not to be outdone: "Okay, I'll drive! I got my driver's license this morning!"
Wang Qiang: "..."
Cheng Yutang: "..."
Wang Qiang didn't even bother to pay attention to him, he just sneered.
Cheng Yutang was also a little speechless, and patted Ji Xiaoyu's hand soothingly, "Don't worry, safety first."
Ji Xiaoyu grabbed his hand subconsciously, and said worriedly, "How can you not be in a hurry, what if the traffickers hurt the child or abduct him to another place if they are lost? The parents of the child must be so sad. So sad!"
He lost his father since he was a child, and he didn't have much concept of family relationship in the past. It was not until he had a little white egg that he gradually gained a deep understanding of the parent-child bond. If the little white egg is lost, he will definitely die in a hurry, and the same must be true of the parents who are replaced by humans.
On the one hand, Cheng Yutang was secretly delighted by Ji Xiaoyu's intimacy, and clenched his hand tightly; on the other hand, he was amazed at his eagerness and anxiety about the child abduction. Apart from money and food, he I have never seen Ji Xiaoyu so concerned about anything.
Little things look heartless, but in fact their hearts are softer than many insensitive people in today's society.
He couldn't help but soften his heart, and immediately said to Wang Qiang without any doubt: "Drive as fast as possible, it doesn't matter if the car is damaged by any collision."
Wang Qiang had to agree, speeding up again, but he was not thrown off by the van.
President Cheng is mighty! Ji Xiaoyu secretly praised the wise and decisive President in his heart, and then realized that his left hand was holding Cheng Yutang's right hand at some point, and his heart suddenly jumped, and he quickly pulled out his hand and pretended to grab it. The back of the passenger seat.
Cheng Yutang felt regretful, and suddenly thought of a question, so he asked Ji Xiaoyu: "Did you call the police?"
Ji Xiaoyu said: "I just asked the child's mother to call the police, but I didn't see the license plate number of the van at the time. Later, I saw it and didn't have a mobile phone to call. As soon as you came, I forgot about it..."
Cheng Yutang looked incredulous, "Why don't you even have a mobile phone? How do you usually communicate with others?"
These days, let alone mobile phones, beggars will transfer money via WeChat.
No wonder he had never seen Ji Xiaoyu use a mobile phone in front of him, and thought that little things were different from today's young people and did not suffer from mobile phone addiction, but it turned out that he did not have it at all!
Ji Xiaoyu answered with a little guilty conscience: "The mobile phone is too expensive, I can't afford it, just ask someone to say no to anything."
In the past, everyone on Xiaoqingshan didn't have such a thing, and the days were still the same. It's a bit inconvenient to not have a mobile phone now, but it costs a few hundred yuan to buy any one, and there are expenses such as phone bills, where is he willing to spend that money.
However, from the current situation, the mobile phone is still necessary.
Oh, forget it, go back and buy one. He doesn't need any fancy features, he just needs to be able to make a phone call.
Cheng Yutang was completely convinced by how stingy this guy was. He took out his mobile phone from his jacket pocket and dialed 110. He explained the current situation in detail.
At this time, an abandoned factory building appeared in front. The traffickers in the van were obviously familiar with the suburban terrain in this area. After a few turns, they drove directly into the courtyard wall of the factory.
"Hey, hey, they stopped, hurry up and follow!" Ji Xiaoyu shouted.
Wang Qiang slowed down his car with a distance of 200 meters, and said in surprise, "You said that there are five of them in total, and we are only three. There may be an ambush inside, and it may be dangerous if they fight. Why don't we just stand here and wait for the police to come."
This worry is not unreasonable, and Cheng Yutang can't refute it.
Ji Xiaoyu was too lazy to talk nonsense any more, just twisted the car door and jumped out of the car, and ran towards the factory - at the speed limit that ordinary people can achieve.
"Xiaoyu! Ji Xiaoyu!"
Cheng Yutang shouted twice, saw Ji Xiaoyu running to the factory without turning her head, and hurriedly got out of the car and chased after him.
Wang Qiang was left alone in the car and was a little confused. Ji Xiaoyu was just a security guard. What happened to Cheng Zong? Do you want to fight like this
As soon as Ji Xiaoyu entered the gate of the factory, he heard the whirring of the wind from both sides. He jumped high without looking, and a beautiful horse with two long legs appeared in the air, waving one left and one right. The two men who were rushing towards him with the steel pipe kicked a few meters away, and it took a long time to get up.
Cheng Yutang, who witnessed this scene a hundred meters away: "...!!!"
Ji Xiaoyu's move stunned the traffickers. After looking at each other for a while, one of the men with a fierce look held a hammer in his hand and shouted loudly: "What are you doing, I'm going to join you!"
The five traffickers shouted loudly and waved all kinds of weapons to outflank Ji Xiaoyu.
Ji Xiaoyu sneered, picked up a brick from the ground without haste, and walked around the field like a phantom.
Crackle, bang, bang!
When Cheng Yutang rushed into the factory, they saw five traffickers lying on the ground, all of them holding their swollen pig-headed heads and wailing, while Ji Xiaoyu threw a brick on the ground and took pictures in a calm manner. Clap the ashes.
"Are you alright?" He looked in disbelief. Although he had long known that Ji Xiaoyu was good at kung fu and his strength was beyond others, he did not expect it to be so powerful.
In comparison, the blow he received that night was considered light, and the little thing was still merciful to him, otherwise he might not be able to get up.
"It's okay, President Cheng, don't worry!"
Ji Xiaoyu grinned with little white teeth.
The golden afterglow of the sunset slanted into the yard, coating his fair and handsome face with a layer of warm light. Cheng Yutang could even see the tiny fluff on his cheeks clearly. Go and touch it, and then put the person in your arms and rub it well.
Ji Xiaoyu smiled and suddenly remembered something, hurriedly reached out to touch his trouser pocket, and found that the little white egg was still there, and he was relieved.
He was busy dealing with human traffickers just now, and he forgot the little white egg in his pocket for a while, which was really careless.
But today he was running, jumping, and fighting again. Will there be any problem with the little white egg turning upside down
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to worry again.
At this moment, Cheng Yutang's expression changed, and he called out "be careful", and suddenly reached out and pushed Ji Xiaoyu aside.
Another man appeared. He had been hiding in the factory and waited for his accomplice. Seeing that Ji Xiaoyu seemed to be out of shape, he grabbed a watermelon knife that was about a foot long and went out from behind a pile of waste building materials. Unexpectedly, he stabbed him hard in the back.
After Cheng Yutang pushed Ji Xiaoyu away, he could dodge to avoid the sharp blade, and then he raised his foot and kicked the man in the chest. The man screamed and let go of his hand. .
The watermelon knife fell to the ground with a "smack", and there was a smear of bright red blood on the sharp blade.
Ji Xiaoyu was taken aback, looked at the knife on the ground, then looked up at Cheng Yutang, and found that he was pressing his right arm with his left hand, and the dark gray suit cuff was soaked with dark red liquid between his fingers. .
He was stunned before asking, "Mr. Cheng, are you injured?"
Cheng Yutang wrote lightly: "It's just a small cut, it doesn't matter."
He was indeed injured, but the little guy was unscathed with one enemy and five, and he only dealt with one but lost the prize. The gap is a little big, and the president's self-esteem is a little hurt.
Ji Xiaoyu frowned and stepped forward, rolled up Cheng Yutang's sleeves, and saw a knife wound nearly ten centimeters long on his forearm. The blood from the wound stained half of his arm red.
"Why doesn't it matter that there is so much blood?" Ji Xiaoyu suddenly became anxious, "Why did you come to push me just now? Don't you know how to dodge me a little? Even if you don't push me, he won't hurt me!"
Mr. Cheng's glass heart shattered in an instant, feeling both aggrieved and shameless, and said angrily, "Yes, I'm superfluous, I'm not self-sufficient!"
"Mr. Cheng, are you angry?" Ji Xiaoyu realized that he might have said something wrong, and quickly apologized carefully, "Then what, I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you, it's just... Your kick just now was very powerful, really, Most people can't do it!"
He really didn't mean to complain about Cheng Yutang, but he was very uncomfortable when he saw that he was injured and bleeding, as if the knife had slashed on him.
Cheng Yutang snorted, feeling a little better in his heart, but his face turned pale.
Ji Xiaoyu's heart immediately twitched again, he lifted up his jacket and tore off a piece of cloth from the hem of his shirt, wrapping it around Cheng Yutang's wound a few times, but the blood continued to seep out.
He couldn't help frowning and muttering to himself, "Why is it still flowing? No, I have to go to the hospital to get bandages."
Cheng Yutang was hurt by his rough hands and feet, so he could only bear it with gritted teeth, but his heart was a little sweet, and the previous depression was also dissipated.
The little guy still cares about himself, and this knife is not in vain.
"Mr. Cheng, are you alright?"
Wang Qiang picked up a stick outside and came in tremblingly. When he saw the six traffickers lying all over the yard, he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded. Was there a martial arts drama or a fantasy drama just now
Cheng Yutang immediately restored the calm and calm president Fan, and said indifferently: "It's okay. You should call the police immediately."
"Yes!"
Seeing that Cheng and Tang were okay, Ji Xiaoyu ran to the van and saw the little fat man lying motionless on the seat with his eyes closed.
He was startled again, and quickly picked up the little fat man to test his breath. Fortunately, his breathing was normal, and his chubby body was warm. He was probably stunned by some kind of drug used by the traffickers.
At this time, there was a whistle of sirens from outside, and soon four or five police cars drove into the factory yard one after another, and ten policemen jumped out of the car one after another, seeing the scene in front of them with disbelief .
Afterwards, the police quickly took over the scene, and one branch handcuffed all the six miserable traffickers, chained together like grasshoppers. The other people expanded their search to see if there were any leaking fish around. There was also a policewoman who carried the unconscious little fat man into a police car and rushed to the hospital for examination as soon as possible.
One of the middle-aged police officers surnamed Huang found that Cheng Yutang had suffered a stab wound, so he had better go to the hospital for treatment to prevent the wound from becoming infected. Cheng Yutang agreed casually.
When the middle-aged policeman saw that he was very energetic, he couldn't help but glanced at him a second time, and then asked doubtfully, "Hey, are you the president of Hongsheng?"
Wang Qiang immediately hurried to answer: "Yes, this is President Cheng of our Hongsheng Group!"
"Officer Huang, do you know me?" Cheng Yutang glanced at Wang Qiang blankly as he spoke, the latter immediately fell silent and stepped aside embarrassedly.
"It's really you, I couldn't believe it when I saw it at first glance!" Officer Huang was very excited and gestured, "My nephew works in a company under your Hongsheng and has always regarded you as an idol. , there are enlarged photos of you hanging in the bedroom! I didn't expect that President Cheng is still a good citizen who is brave and brave, and now that kid has to worship you even more!"
Ji Xiaoyu: "..."
Why did he sound so awkward? Cheng Yutang is not a big star, what are you doing hanging his photo in the bedroom? Won't you be startled when you wake up in the middle of the night