Huaxia Kingdom, the largest city in the North Central Region, Longcheng.

Yang Zining sat on the shoulder of a road at the exit of the Longcheng Railway Station Square, with a pair of big black and bright eyes, constantly looking at the crowd walking past him.

"Hey, it's still a beautiful woman with yellow skin and black hair!"

Looking at those dressed up flowers, wearing all kinds of costumes, walking past his eyes with bursts of fragrant wind, exuding charming and charming oriental beauties, the corners of Yang Zining's mouth hooked up a touch of ridicule.

Scarcity is expensive! Even if it is an eye-catching beauty, it will produce visual fatigue if you see too much, and after about ten minutes, Yang Zining also lost the mood of looking at the beauty, his brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his knife-like dark face.

He glanced up at the hands of the big clock on the bell tower in the square, yawned a long time, stayed in the tropical jungle of North Africa for many years, and suddenly returned to Huaxia Kingdom, even Yang Zining, a guy with extraordinary adaptability, felt a little uncomfortable.

"Ahh

Just when Yang Zining was about to lie on the shoulder of the road and take a nap, a woman's exclamation suddenly came from not far ahead.

Curiosity though kills cats!

In Yang Zining's view, under the blue sky and white sun, bright and clear, and in public, there will definitely be no criminal incidents, at most it is just some trivial things. For the small things in general, he didn't intend to care.

However, people's gossip psychology still made Yang Zining's eyes involuntarily look in the direction where the voice came.

In the land of China, perhaps the most indispensable thing is the people who eat melons, Yang Zining only hesitated slightly, and when he looked over, there was already a group of people watching the excitement.

"Wife, come back with me, I know it's wrong! I won't play Glory of Kings next time, I will definitely spend more time shopping with you and chatting with you. Don't be angry, come back with me! ”

"Who are you, who is your wife, I don't know you at all, you admit it wrong! If you let go, if you don't let go, I'm going to call the police! ”

……

Yang Zining smiled bitterly when he heard this conversation. Glory of Kings is the most popular game at the moment, even if Yang Zining has just returned from North Africa, he has not only seen many people's obsession with it once.

"In a materialistic society, a fast-paced life, people who are materially satisfied are unusually empty. Maybe in the game, you can get a little comfort! ”

Yang Zining didn't expect that a game that was originally intended to make people relax, but it could make countless people obsessed with it.

"Girl, your husband is a very good person, and now his life is stressful, and it is not a big deal to play games and relax occasionally.

You see, now that he knows it's wrong, you can go back with him, there are so many people at the train station, let everyone see the joke, isn't it? ”

Standing in the crowd of onlookers, a gray-haired old woman said with a loving face.

"Auntie, I really don't know him, please help me, help me. ……”

The woman pleaded bitterly to the crowd of onlookers with a crying voice.

"Wife, come home with me, I know it's wrong, Xiaobao is still crying at home and looking for his mother, let's go! ……”

The man who grabbed the woman kept persuading, and from time to time he kept looking around, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Let one go, let one go."

A black-faced strong man spoke, pulling a boy of three or four years old through a gap in the crowd of onlookers.

When the man saw the man walking in, he hurriedly pulled the woman up and said with a happy face: "Big brother, help me persuade Xiaofen!" ”

"Mom, Dad knows it's wrong, you can go home with us, Xiaobao wants Mom."

Before the black-faced man could answer, the little boy hugged the woman's thigh with both hands and cried out loudly with tears in his eyes.

The woman was suddenly hugged by the little boy's thigh, and instinctively wanted to kick the child away, but when she saw the boy's longing gaze, her heart softened and she stopped moving.

Syllable!

What everyone on the lookers didn't expect was that the black-faced man suddenly raised his hand and slapped the woman, "Have you made enough trouble, why don't you hurry up and go home with Shu Jie." We've lost all your face, aren't you ashamed enough? ”

With that, the man took the woman's hand and walked out of the crowd.

The woman was blindfolded by the black-faced man's slap, and by the time she reacted, she had been pulled out of the crowd by the black-faced man and walked towards a black Volkswagen parked on the side of the road.

Seeing the black-faced man trying to pull herself towards the car, panic, fear, and despair appeared on the woman's face, and she tried hard to get rid of the black-faced man, but in vain.

Yang Zining is not a person who likes to join in the fun, and he has no interest in the quarrel between the two husbands and wives at all. After just one glance, the crowd of onlookers shook their heads slightly and closed their eyes.

When the black-faced man pulled the woman past him, he felt a faint murderous aura, although this murderous aura was deeply hidden, as Yang Zining, who had been struggling on the line of life and death for many years, was particularly sensitive to murderous aura, how could this murderous aura escape Yang Zining's perception.

Murderous aura, for ordinary people, has no feeling at all, but it is a real breath. A person, after killing someone, will naturally be contaminated with blood.

After feeling this murderous aura, Yang Zining's eyes opened violently and looked in the direction where the murderous aura came from.

Yang Zining's eyes looked over, and they just met the pleading gaze of the woman who was dragged forward by the black-faced man.

This kind of gaze is no stranger to Yang Zining. People, only when people are really desperate and helpless, will such a look instinctively appear, and ordinary people can't pretend to be able to pretend.

Just glanced at the woman's gaze, Yang Zining focused his attention on the black-faced man, and felt Yang Zining's gaze, the black-faced man turned his head and glared at Yang Zining viciously with a threatening gaze.

Yang Zining shook his head slightly, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, "Interesting, good routine!" ”

Soon, the woman was stuffed into the car by the black-faced man through the back door opened by the man who claimed to be her husband. After stuffing the woman into the car, the black-faced man also bent down and got in.

The man quickly closed the rear door, then opened the driver's door, got inside, and started the car.

Before the car drove away, the black-faced man glared at Yang Zining, who had just stood up, through the window glass.