Chapter 3 The young master failed to escape ninety-nine times

Looking at the curled up and moaning person in front of him, Sang Zi snorted disdainfully, turned his head, and looked at the little radish head sticking out of the car window.

"Tsk, what rubbish, I took the initiative to get rid of those henchmen, and they couldn't even sell me." He Zichen complained in a low voice, his little face with baby fat was like a peach, and the flush on his cheeks was probably tossed just now, and it looked quite festive.

Sang Zi felt that the child was so calm, reached over, grabbed his collar directly, and pulled him out of the van.

"Oops!" The back of the neck of fate was grabbed, and the whole person was suspended in the air, He Zichen was a little flustered, holding his little short legs, and he didn't dare to look down.

"Hey, Chubby Smash! Where is your home and do you have your parents' mobile phone number? Sang Zi stretched out his hand and poked Pan Tao's face, the feeling was excellent, and his eyes narrowed pleasantly.

You're fat! Your whole family is fat!

He Zichen blushed, and was about to slap Sangzi, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the gloomy man who walked out of the car on the other side, and his face changed in an instant.

He swallowed his saliva, hugged Sang Zi's neck, and said in a nervous tone, "Sister, this is this person, the boss of the traffickers, he is very bad, you take me away!" ”

Sang Zi also saw He Yan, and he couldn't see his face and cheeks clearly from a distance, but the other party drove a Bentley, how could it be a human trafficker.

"Quick! It's too late, let's do it directly, and give him a punch while he's not guarded! He Zichen turned to Song Ning, a pair of big eyes shining brightly, "Believe me!" He's murderous!! ”

Sang Zi hesitated a little, but when he saw the man slowly approaching, his face was gloomy, surrounded by murderous aura, and there was no room for thinking.

Throwing the little bun into the van, the man was in front of him, and his first reaction was to reach out and smash the little fatty!

Sure enough, it's really a human trafficker.

Beastly!

Sang Zi took a deep breath, exerted all his strength, and took advantage of the man's sideways entry into the van and smashed a fist into the back of the man's head.

"Hmm......" He Yan's eyes widened, the sky was spinning in front of him, his pupils were dilated, a pair of hands stayed in mid-air, Xiao Baozi smiled at him, his eyes were cunning, and he rolled around and dodged.

Sang Zi watched the man fall, blinked, withdrew his hand, and looked at Pan Tao, "Fat smash, come here, call your family." ”

He Zichen: "......"

He moved his little short legs, lay on the side of the car, tried to reach the ground, and stretched one foot down.

Landing smoothly, he patted his paws and bowed to Sang Zi, "Auntie, thank you for saving me, I can go home by myself." ”

Aunt?

Sang Zi took a breath, licked his back molars, and reached out to pat Pan Tao's head.

"No, call."

Pan Tao shook her head, "I don't remember the number." ”

He only remembered one number, and the owner of the number was lying on his stomach in the van.

Sang Zi sighed, took out her mobile phone to check the time, she was about to be late.

"I can't help it." She shrugged her shoulders and looked at Pan Tao with one hand in her pocket, "Then you can only ask the police uncle for help." ”

After speaking, without giving Pan Tao a chance to speak, she dialed 110.

Pan Tao was only stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and ran on his legs, but was easily dragged back by the collar.

"Hey, Uncle Policeman, I picked up a kid on the side of the road and caught a trafficker leader."

He Zichen: "......"

The ninety-ninth escape was planted in the hands of this dead woman.