Along the Yuquan River, Zheng Ya walked home quickly, but compared to the morning, at noon, there were more pedestrians by the Yuquan River. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after coming out of the mountain, Zheng Ya saw a white off-road car parked not far ahead.

The city and county have developed very rapidly in the past two years, and the number of cars has gradually increased, and the scenery of the Yuquan River is very good.

Zheng Ya's family is poor and has no research on cars, but it is said that off-road is not called off-road, but what is called SUV, Zheng Ya doesn't know very much, and he can't recognize what brand this car will be, let alone which one it will be.

Zheng Ya only saw that not far from the car, there were two men and a woman, perhaps alarmed by his own footsteps, and Qi Qi looked at himself.

A slight smile appeared on his face, and Zheng Ya nodded to a few people not far away: Excuse me, passing by.

At this time, Zheng Ya was wearing a student uniform, and there was a lot of mud after digging herbs, holding a small digging hoe in one hand, and a bag full of medicinal materials that seemed to be wild vegetables in the other hand, full of the dress of a country baby.

Both men are in their twenties, one with a short flat head and the other with a middle part, both with short sleeves and necklaces, full of spirit.

The flat-headed man glanced at Zheng Ya contemptuously and didn't make a sound.

The man with the split head said to Zheng Ya: Little brother, what about digging wild vegetables?

Zheng Ya snorted, didn't want to talk to these two strangers more, and didn't look at the big girl who was showy, and walked over in a hurry.

With these rich second generations who have cars, Zheng Ya rarely has a common language, and he doesn't plan to provoke them, so it's the right thing to go back and boil medicine for his father.

The two men saw Zheng Ya burying their heads past, glanced at each other, and then looked at the girl in unison.

The girl's voice spoke crisply: A dirt bun, I can't understand the game between Huanzhu Gege and the fourteenth elder brother, it's rare and weird, don't pay attention to him

Zheng Ya, who walked by hurriedly with his head bowed, was slightly startled in his heart, and as if nothing happened, he quickly jumped off a field ridge and disappeared from the sight of the three of them.

The girl watched Zheng Ya's back as she left, a trace of hope flashed in her eyes, and she was thinking: I didn't expect to meet my classmates, but how can Zheng Ya be this forgetful ghost, I don't know if he remembers it, understands it, I hope he can be smart and find someone to save me.

Walking forward quickly along Tian Kan, without stopping for a moment, Zheng Ya felt that his memory was super good at this time, and he quickly thought in his heart: Isn't this Lin Zhiyu's girl? How can you wear this virtue? I almost didn't recognize it, and Zhu Gege and the Fourteenth Elder Brother? Is this a reminder that she was kidnapped?

When I was still a sophomore in high school, there was a school organization art show, Lin Zhiyu had to play what you are Feng'er and I am Sha, and he Zheng Ya was fortunate to be selected to play the role.

Of course, it's not the fourteenth elder brother, but a kidnapper, the kind of character who has tied up and returned to Zhu Gege, with only three lines in total.

To be honest, don't look at only three lines, but in the second year of high school, I still can't remember the stage fright, so I haven't been at the top of Lin Zhiyu's words.

But today, Zheng Ya's memory is particularly good, and she clearly remembers the three lines: Ah, I caught you! The hero spared his life! Ah, the last line was actually a scream.

If he hadn't awakened the memories of his ancestors, Zheng Ya might not really have discovered the abnormality.

But now, Zheng Ya thought about the picture at that time, but immediately clearly perceived that the flat-headed man should have a very good martial arts foundation, and he was also very particular about his position, and his hands restrained Lin Zhiyu.

Comprehensive analysis, there is no doubt that Lin Zhiyu's state will be very inappropriate.

So, what should you do?

If it was in the past, Zheng Ya would undoubtedly choose to call the police.

But now, Zheng Ya feels that it may be inappropriate, Lin Zhiyu's words just now seem to be fine, but it is really abrupt, I am afraid that it will arouse the suspicion of the two kidnappers, once they drive away, Lin Zhiyu's situation will be even worse.

Calling the police will delay the best time for rescue.

Moreover, Zheng Ya felt that his blood was vaguely boiling, and he had an impulse to try it.

Sensing himself a little, Zheng Ya immediately understood that the memory of his awakened ancestors, when facing the current situation, he would definitely see the unevenness of the road, stand up, and eliminate violence and peace!

Moreover, from a subconscious point of view, the definition of these two kidnappers is: two little thieves!

After thinking about it, Zheng Ya turned to the side and burrowed into the small forest on the edge of the Yuquan River.

Tiptoeing along the grove, after a while, Zheng Ya had already come to the vicinity of the off-road, and there was an extra wooden stick in his hand.

Holding a wooden stick in his hand, the ancestor's subconscious naturally emerged many basic essentials of stick skills.

The Shaolin stick method has been regarded as the ancestor of a hundred soldiers and the sect of all arts by the warrior monks of all dynasties.

Holding a stick has the right way to hold the four bells such as the yang and the yin, and the main point of the stick method is that the gun is like a dragon and the stick is like rain, and the characteristics of the stick are that it is stormy and rainy, dense but not sparse

Chivalrous and righteous, from now on, Zheng Ya's heart felt a little hot blood surging, and the hand holding the stick broke out with a trace of sweat.

Give, call, the flat-headed man threw his mobile phone to Lin Zhiyu: Let your dad send the money under the third pier of Gaoqiao, remember, don't call the police

Lin Zhiyu muttered: This is the third place you have ever changed to send money, you are really careful.

The split-headed man said with a smile: Don't talk nonsense, after making the call, we will transfer immediately, second brother, I feel that this girl's words are a little wrong, let's leave here early.

The flat-headed man said: Okay, let's go immediately, even if that kid calls the police, it's too late.

Lin Zhiyu slowly picked up the phone and began to press the number.

The split-headed man said: Second brother, do you think that kid will come back to be a hero and save the United States?

The flat-headed man grinned and said, "Third brother, you think too much."

Lin Zhiyu connected the phone and called: Dad.

The two kidnappers perked up and looked at Lin Zhiyu together.

With a snort, behind the flat-headed man, in the grass, Zheng Ya jumped out, and the thick wooden stick slammed into a round and slashed.

The flat-headed man has a foundation for martial arts training, and his strength should not be weak, while the split-headed man is completely vain and not to be worried.

Therefore, I have to stuff the flat-headed man first, and knock this guy unconscious first.

This time, Zheng Ya exerted all the strength of his body, his spirit was highly concentrated, his eyes were round, his palms were a little sweaty, he looked at the head of the flat-headed man, and chopped it down with a stick.

Zheng Ya himself is a farmer's child, and he has practiced a lot of strength to move bricks, and he slammed a stick down, and the effect was really good.

Zheng Ya saw it, touched, and before the flat-headed man could react, he had already been split with a stick, dizzy, trying to grab Lin Zhiyu, trying to maintain balance, but his body swayed involuntarily.

Seeing that the second brother was injured, the man was startled, and kept dodging to the side, shouting in his mouth: Ah

In Zheng Ya's heart, it seemed that he heard himself say loudly again: left leg across, right arm wheel stick, turn over, hit, hit, hit

Zheng Ya yelled: Look at the stick.

One turned over on its side, and with the help of the momentum of turning over, it slammed down with a stick.

The split-headed man has never practiced, and he was originally weak in being a thief, but now he was taken away by Zheng Ya's momentum, and basically there was no resistance, so he directly gave a stick to his forehead, staggered, plopped, and fell down.