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Chen Bing's mobile phone could no longer be connected, which made Hu Bing anxious and almost suffocated.

Although it is true that he is blamed for the current appearance of his family, after all, Chen Bing is an honest man, a good man, and his starting point is also to improve the quality of life at home, but he is too young.

Hu Bing, who was at a loss, looked through his phone, but found that he didn't know who to call, but he found an important clue in WeChat, Chen Bing posted a circle of friends ten minutes ago.

With a picture of the night and a postscript: It's all a bunch of scum, scum!

And below the information there is a system positioning: Binghe Road, Dongcheng Street, Anyang City.

He's by the river! Hu Bing suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly dialed an emergency number for help.

"Hey, hey, hey." Hu Bing's voice choked: "Officer Han Han, my husband has been forced to a dead end by them, he is going to commit suicide now, under the Dongcheng Bridge, woo woo." ”

Officer Han's name is Han Long, an investigator of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, as early as the first month when Chen Bing was entangled in routine loans, Hu Bing was actually asking for help everywhere, and finally bypassed Anyang and went directly to the Municipal Public Security Bureau.

Since there is no clear legal definition of routine loans, with the exposure of the media and the increase in victims, routine loans have been included in the category of gangsters and vices.

Facing the crying Hu Bing, Han Long was also very anxious, but he could only comfort: "Don't worry, nothing will happen." ”

"Woo woo, he's my man, I don't know who he is? He is an honest man, an honest man, the kind of person who can't even sleep if he is invited back for a meal. Hu Bing cried and said.

Han Long was immediately nervous, it is very likely that he will commit suicide, because from the information currently available, Dong Tailong, an entrepreneur in Anyang, who committed suicide by jumping off a building, is also related to the forced debt of Hun Sen and his gang.

"Don't worry, I'll go right away." Han Long, who was on duty, put on a police hat and greeted his companions, and ran towards the bridge on Binghe Road in Dongcheng Street.

Hu Bing glanced at Chen Xiaoyu, who was sleeping, and thought silently in his heart: Chen Bing must survive, Xiaoyu can't live without his father. Then he turned and ran downstairs quickly.

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The wind was strong by the river, and the sound of the river flowing was also loud.

In order to anesthetize himself, Chen Bing had already drunk three bottles of Xiaobai, and he didn't dare to think about the experience of being tortured by Hun Sen's gang today, let alone Hu Bing and the child Chen Xiaoyu.

Dripping with the icy water, he walked deeper step by step.

Suddenly, two cars came speeding up and stopped at the top of the bridge.

Hu Bing stood at the railing of the bridge, and through the weak light at the bridgehead, he had already seen Chen Bing stumbling towards the deep water, so he pulled his legs and ran under the bridge.

Because it was dark and the river beach was full of pebbles, Hu Bing fell twice in a row.

"Chen Bing, Chen Bing!" Hu Bing shouted and rushed towards the deep water area without hesitation.

Hu Bing's call reached Chen Bing's ears, and he turned his head to look at it vaguely.

I saw Hu Bing standing on the big stone behind him, two flashlights flashing behind him, and they were also the two people who rushed over.

"Woooooooooooo Wife! Chen Bing's aggrieved tears gushed out again: "What are you doing here?" ”

At this time, Hu Bing was anxious in his heart but calm on the outside, because Chen Bing was a few meters ahead of the turbulent assembly line, and if he did not step on it steadily, he might be washed into the dark downstream.

"Come up, quick, wife beg, come up." Hu Bing stretched out his hands and called.

"We're divorced, you don't have to worry about me, remember to find someone who loves you." Chen Bing was very sad, and he lay down with his hands on his face to sober himself up: "It's me who is sorry for you." ”