Chapter 152: Xiao Tuanzi Lost 5
The later it gets and the longer the time drags on, the harder it is for people to find.
Yu Xiuli left, Zhuo Ran looked at Zhuo Yang, wiping her eyes while crying, but the tears flowed far faster than wiping your eyes, "Brother, I know, you want to persuade your mother to go first, and then we will sneak out, brother, you are really the smartest." ”
As he spoke, he walked forward, Zhuo Yang's face froze, and his voice was sharp, "Stop!" ”
"Brother, aren't you worried about Xiao Tuanzi?" Zhuo Ran looked at Zhuo Yang in disbelief.
Zhuo Yang was like an angry and manic lion, roaring so much that his shoulders trembled, "Is it useful to worry?" If we go, we'll only make trouble for our parents, and my eldest brother is here. ”
He seemed to be feeding himself a reassuring pill, but he couldn't swallow it.
Zhuo Ran covered his face and stopped talking, his face and hands were all hot and wet.
Zhuo Yang leaned against the door, looked at the night outside, and muttered reverently, "Heavenly Bodhisattva, Da Luo Jinxian, you must bless my sister to come back safely." ”
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Zhuo Jinchu followed the path pointed out by the grandmother and ran very fast, like a swift leopard.
I asked some more people along the way, and the more I asked, the more eyebrows I became.
Sure enough, there were two men who walked away with a crying little girl.
In recent years, there have been human traffickers, and information is not so circulating, and some towns and villages far away have not heard of it.
But Zhuo Jinchu had heard of some.
These people are ruthless, and they will do anything in order to make a windfall.
If it is a boy, he will sell it to those who cannot give birth to children and sell it for a good price.
But if it is a girl, she teaches to steal, and it is not easy to learn, so she burns her hands in boiling water.
The more he thought about it, the darker Zhuo Jinchu's eyes became, and the colder his expression became, like a snowy field frozen for ten miles, which made people feel cold.
At this moment, somewhere in the middle of the street, in a bleak wind, the shadows of the trees, two men were wrapping the girl in a blanket and stuffing it into the trunk of an old Santana.
The figure curled up like a kitten was still sobbing under the blanket, not daring to cry out loud, not knowing whether it was frightened or broken.
There were two other people in the car, one holding a cigarette and the other borrowing a fire.
"What, it's a girl, and it's worthless."
"Training to be a thief again?"
"Forget it, these girls are hard to train. Does this girl look good? ”
"Needless to say? It's not good-looking, how can I look at it. ”
"I heard...... Now in the big city, if a leg and foot are broken, and the beautiful girl who cries and cries all day sits on the side of the street, someone will often give money, and it can even be hundreds a day! ”
"A few hundred a day? Are you serious? Hey, that's a lot more profitable than stealing in this town, and I'm not afraid of getting caught. ”
These people are talking and laughing, like a group of cold-blooded animals.
Then they noticed a man standing in the shadows not far away, the shadow slender and straight, cold and fierce.
The group was vigilant, and even found the fruit knife in the trouser pocket in the car.
But when it became clear that it was just a teenage boy, a group of people were immediately happy.
"What, all the fuss."
"Hehe, I said that your guts, it's a little sesame."
"It's as if you weren't the one who touched the guy just now."
Zhuo Jinchu didn't say a word, with all the courage of the world, he got closer and closer.