Chapter 107 [Milk Doll]

It turned out that after this trafficker ran for a distance with all his strength, he suddenly found that there was no movement behind him, and when he looked back, no one was chasing him at all, so he sat on the ground and rested! I was so tired from running just now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

He estimated that the man who looked tall and fierce was looking for trouble with that woman, so he dared to take a break with confidence.

Judging from the trick of the fierce man who 'saved' him, he must be a martial arts master, and the woman who made his eggs hurt is not a good stubble, so thinking about it, these two people will definitely not be able to solve it for a while and a half.

So, he originally wanted to continue running, and sat down again to continue to rest, until Ning Jin's figure appeared in his sight, he got up in a panic and continued to run.

But no matter how fast he moved, no matter how fast he ran, in a few breaths, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, raising the cards on the table and scattering them on the ground.

Several elderly people sitting in the alley with reading glasses and typing cards slowly raised their heads, only to see a figure still running.

The number cards scattered on the ground were picked up, and when they were about to continue playing, there was another wind blowing at this time, depending on the wind was stronger than just now, because the number of honor cards scattered on the ground was more than double that of the last time.

ā€œ...... What's going on? ā€

"I don't know ......"

"Is this a debt owed to a loan shark and being chased by someone?"

"Probably not, I've heard people say that debt collectors look fierce, no, just like this." In place of the old voice was a childish childish voice.

The elderly man raised his head sluggishly, and as soon as he raised his head, another gust of wind blew, and his eyes had not yet opened, and the tall figure had already disappeared, leaving the name cards all over the ground.

"Young people nowadays are really not talkative!"

"yes, it's like our time."

ā€œ......ā€

In the middle of a group of elderly people, there is a boy about five years old,

In the middle of a group of gray-haired old people, there is a little boy about six years old sitting in the middle, the little boy looked left and right, shouting that the grandmothers who want to play cards have you a sentence, I a sentence, reminiscing about the old spring, the little boy sighed for the old Chen, climbed down the chair and picked up the surrounding cards one by one, if you are careful, you can still hear the little boy whispering in his mouth: "Hey! It's really not the case for the elderly now......"

This little episode did not attract the attention of the three people who were still chasing me, the young man opened his mouth and gasped for breath, he really couldn't run, and suddenly his feet went limp, and he fell to the ground.

Ning Jin, who was only one step away from the traffickers, couldn't get away with it for a while, he would fall, and the soles of his feet braked sharply, fortunately, the brakes were very smart and stopped in time, but her heart was only half released, and a pressure behind her swept overwhelmingly, so the old man who was still playing cards heard a scream that resounded through the sky and killed a pig.

Five minutes later......

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I really didn't mean to, I didn't expect you to stand up suddenly, and you won't be able to control your speed for a while before you ......" The anxious apology was silenced under Ning Jin's expressionless gaze.

Finally, there was no annoying noise in his ears, and Ning Jin retracted his gaze and continued to walk forward, Yu Shanjian silently followed behind the trafficker with a blue nose and swollen face.

On the way back, it was very quiet, the trafficker didn't want to say it, but his mouth was sealed, he couldn't say it, Yu Shanjian didn't want to say it, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Ning Jin stared at him expressionlessly.

"Girl! What are you doing here? ā€

"Right? Why do you beat people with blue noses and swollen faces, and still tie them up? ā€

"If you don't learn well at a young age, you will get ...... in the future"

The sound of accusations kept coming from his ears, Ning Jin glanced at the rope in the palm of his hand, and saw the tail end of the trafficker's hand along the rope, and finally fixed his eyes on the face of the trafficker whose nose was blue and swollen and he couldn't see his facial features clearly.

Thinking of the scene just now, Ning Jin instantly felt that her chest hurt.

"Grandma, I'm not a bad person, this person." Ning Jin pointed to the trafficker who could no longer see his facial features clearly and said, "He is not a good person, he is a trafficker who specializes in child abduction and trafficking." ā€

As soon as Ning Jin's words came out, the scene was suddenly like a rat entering an oil pot, and it exploded with a bang.

"Damn the traffickers, he's going to be arrested and put in jail."

"These traffickers are the most hateful, harming other people's families and breaking ......"

"Not only that, but the child of a family in Xicheng was also abducted when he was only three years old, in order to find out the whereabouts of the child, the originally solid small family has now even sold the house, and the elderly in the family have no money to go to the hospital when they are seriously ill......"

"What a pathetic! And the place where my niece got married, too, said that she lost a child....."

Ning Jin listened to the old man's words in a messy manner, and I said a word, she wanted to give them a thumbs up for this crooked building's skills......

"Pretty sister."

Ning Jin lowered her head, and the fat little hands of a milk-white milk-white milk doll were pulling her clothes, as if to pinch them.

"Milk doll, what's wrong?"

When the white danzi-like person heard that he was called a "milk doll", his face became tangled into a small Zou chrysanthemum, and Ning Jin couldn't help but touch Bai Tuanzi's face.

"Beautiful sister, I'm not called a milk doll, I have a name."

"Oh!" Ning Jin deliberately pulled into a sound, but he didn't speak,

Sure enough, Bai Tuanzi was pulling the hem of his clothes with his fat little chubby paws again: "Beautiful sister, why don't you ask me what my name is?" ā€

Ning Jin squatted down to look at Bai Tuanzi at eye level, and grinned: "Because the milk doll will tell me!" ā€

"Beautiful sister, I said I won't call me a milk doll anymore." Bai Tuanzi pursed his lips and emphasized again.

"Okay, my sister doesn't call me, then you tell my sister what your name is, and my sister won't call you a milk doll."

"My name is Zhang Zihan, and my younger sisters in kindergarten call me Brother Zihan."

The pride on Bai Tuanzi's face made Ning Jin couldn't help but hook the corners of her mouth. "Okay, Zihan, what are you calling my sister for?"

"Oh! I almost forgot. Bai Tuanzi raised his little fat paw in annoyance and patted it on his head, his long eyelashes flickering: "Beautiful sister, I want to tell you that the police station is 130 meters away from the left turn." ā€

"Thank you, Zihan." Ning Jin was immortal, and finally got her wish and pinched it on the face of the milk doll.

Although the action was very light, when the hand was taken away, the childish little face was still red as if it had been dyed with rouge, and Ning Jin looked distressed.