When Mr. Hou turned around, what caught his eye was an Eastern European face with very three-dimensional features.
"What are you doing?" asked Hou's father.
“Bang!”
The Eastern European man on the left knocked the old man back two steps with one punch, while the man on the right instantly pulled the little girl over and held her in his arms.
The two men moved very quickly, and they did so after the green light went out, so there were almost no pedestrians around.
The sturdy man on the right picked up the little girl, turned around and walked back.
"Wow!"
The little girl burst into tears on the spot, attracting the attention of the people on the roadside. At this time, the old man also reacted and shouted with blood gushing from his nose: "What are you doing?! Someone is stealing the child!"
The Eastern European man on the left ignored him, turned around and was about to leave with his companions.
"Human traffickers are snatching children!" Hou's father stepped forward to stop them without even thinking.
“Bang!”
The Eastern European man on the left turned around and kicked the old man in the chest. The latter flew nearly a meter away and fell heavily on the curb.
"Everyone, please stop them! They are human traffickers!" Hou's father shouted completely out of instinct.
“Bang!”
The sturdy man raised his leg and chopped down, and the heel of his right foot hit Hou's father's head directly.
With a dull thud, Hou's father's head hit the curb and he went into shock on the spot.
The Eastern European man knocked the old man down twice, then turned and walked away. The onlookers around did not dare to stop him.
Two men crossed the road, pushed through the crowd with sharp eyes, and ran quickly towards the center of the chaotic street.
Just then, Hou Guoyu finished buying anti-inflammatory drugs and happened to walk over from the right side of the intersection. When he looked up, he saw a lot of people gathered here.
"What's the matter?" Hou Guoyu asked curiously.
"Someone stole the child and the old man was knocked down." An old lady next to him replied.
“Fuck, they’re snatching the child before it gets dark? Who is it? Why…!” Hou Guoyu stood out from the crowd and looked forward. When he saw that it was his father lying on the curb, he immediately threw away the medicine bag.
On the side of the road, Hou Guoyu, who had reacted, rushed to his father's side with amazing explosive power, like a twelve-cylinder bulldozer.
“Dad, Dad…!” Hou Guoyu bent over and yelled twice, but the old man didn’t respond.
"Child, the child was snatched away by those two!" At this moment, the owner of a supermarket downstairs stood at the door and shouted, "Go and chase them, I will carry your father over."
"Was the person robbed a little girl? What kind of person is that?" Hou Guoyu looked up and asked.
"Yes, the one robbed was a girl. They were two Eastern Europeans, and they were very big." The supermarket owner replied.
Hou Guoyu reached out and touched the wound on the back of his father's head. He saw that it was just a bump, which seemed to be intermittent shock, so he looked up and shouted, "Call an ambulance, help me carry my father up."
"Okay, be careful."
“…!”
Hou Guoyu didn't say anything else. He just threw off his two slippers that he was wearing for the rainy day and rushed to the road barefoot: "Get out of the way!"
The crowd automatically made way for him, and Hou Guoyu swung his legs quickly like a track and field athlete, rushing into the crowded street like a whirlwind.
After running for more than 30 meters, Hou Guoyu could already hear the little girl crying. He continued chasing along the riverside road and soon saw the backs of the two people.
"Fuck you!"
Hou Guoyu pushed two pedestrians aside, leaped more than one meter high, and completely passed the sidewalk railing, and approached behind the two strong men like a cannonball.
At this time, a man on the left had already seen Hou Guoyu chasing him. He turned around suddenly, pulled out a dagger from his waist, bounced it away, and stabbed him with one blow.
In the front, the person holding the little girl was still running quickly.
“Swish!”
Hou Guoyu braked suddenly, and his two feet rubbed against the ground and bled instantly, but at the same time he also dodged the knife by leaning sideways.
The Eastern European man reacted quickly, his knife strike missed and he just leaned sideways and raised his knee.
The opponent was very big and had obvious leg muscles, so Hou Guoyu did not use his body to withstand the knee strike, but chose to bend down and put his hands forward.
“Bang!”
With a dull thud, the opponent's knee was bounced away by Hou Guoyu's arms, and his body became somewhat unstable.
At this moment, Hou Guoyu's right arm was bent and raised instantly, and he smashed the opponent's chest with his elbow diagonally, making a sound like beating a drum.
"Gudong!"
The Eastern European man took two steps back again.
"Damn it! How dare you hit my dad!!"
Hou Guoyu retracted his right arm, bent his left arm, and smashed down with his second elbow at the same angle, hitting the opponent's chest again.
“Crack!”
There was a sound of bones breaking and the latter fell to the ground on the spot.
Hou Guoyu was walking barefoot and kicked the opponent on the side of the head as he passed by. The latter fell to the ground and his knife dropped.
In front, the man holding the child quickened his pace again.
Hou Guoyu sped up again and caught up with him, and the distance between the two sides narrowed.
The man in front glanced back hastily, and seeing that his companion had fallen to the ground and Hou Guoyu had caught up with him, he immediately reached for his waist.
“Bang!”
Hou Guoyu picked up the iron bucket placed at the roadside snack shop with one hand, emptied the fish and water inside, and rushed after him.
There was a flash of cold light, and the man holding the child in front turned around, holding the knife with a fierce look in his eyes, but he did not act rashly.
No matter the man just now or the man now, they are obviously skilled in fighting and are most likely veterans of European descent. So they are not like those thugs in street fights who just do it without thinking.
After Hou Guoyu killed his companion almost instantly, the man became alert instantly, so he retreated with only the knife in his hand and a threatening look in his eyes.
"Come on, put the guy down, let's practice." Hou Guoyu pressed forward.
“Sizzle!”
The Eastern European man swung the knife directly on the little girl's arm without any hesitation, and blood splattered everywhere.
"Idiot, do you want her to die?! Back off!" the other person shouted with a cold look.
Hou Guoyu licked his lips, holding the bucket in his right hand, and nodded repeatedly, saying, "OK, OK, I won't move. You came from the north, right? Damn, you're holding a dog knife, which part are you from?!"
"Don't come over here again, step back!" The other party was about to swing the knife again.
“Bang!”
Hou Guoyu relied on his youth and suddenly exploded. He swung the bucket with his right arm and hit the opponent's head accurately.
This approach is a reflection of experience.
Most police officers would be restrained and afraid to move when facing criminals holding hostages, but Hou Guoyu doesn't think so. Because in his experience, criminals are often more nervous when holding hostages!
They don't want the attackers to make any moves, but at the same time they don't dare to kill the hostages decisively, because if they do, they will have no cards in their hand, so their psychology is very contradictory and conflicting.
Hou Guoyu seized the gangster's psychology and threw a bucket of water at him. The gangster had no time to react at all, blood spurted out of his head, and he fell backwards.
“Bang!”
Hou Guoyu stepped forward and grabbed his arm.
“Squeak!”
Just then, a car stopped hurriedly on the side.
…
Inside the Coast Guard.
Su Tianyu had just returned with the information when he suddenly received a call: "Hello?"
"Xiao... Xiao Yu, something happened at the association!" Yu Mingyuan's voice rang out.