Just as Erlang God and Song Qiu guessed, this person is indeed a human trafficker. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Taking advantage of the fact that the women were not looking, he put a drug-sprayed rag over the mouths of the two children and tied them up.

I wanted to sell the children for money, but who knew that before I could find a home, the two children caught a cold and suffered from a cold.

This person is also a cruel and ruthless guy, seeing two children sick, he didn't think about finding a doctor to see a doctor, and even in order not to show flaws and be discovered, he didn't even buy medicine, so he planned to let the two children who had just turned three years old resist it.

Later, when he saw that the two children could not hold on, he did not hesitate to find a remote place on this mountain where no one was there and threw the two dying children into the grass.

This trafficker seems to have slapped Erlang God in the face, and suddenly slapped his head clearly, and figured out that Erlang God would definitely not be able to produce evidence in his hand, so he was determined that he had no way to take it, so he had no fear.

"Let go of me, apologize to me for kneeling on the ground, maybe I'm in a good mood and can spare you, uncle. ”

The trafficker shouted in a shrill voice, only to get a more violent punch from Erlang God.

The fist slammed into the corner of the trafficker's mouth, and blood gushed from the corner of his mouth.

The trafficker was stunned, covered his face, put his palm in front of his eyes and looked at it, and the middle of his palm was scarlet.

"Are you crazy?" the trafficker was shocked and angry, trying to struggle to break free from the shackles of Erlang God, but he felt that the other party's strength was getting stronger and stronger, and his chest was getting tighter and tighter, and he even had some difficulty breathing.

Seeing Erlang Shen's red eyes, the traffickers really began to be afraid.

Thinking that this is a wilderness, even if you really kill him, just find a place to bury him, maybe no one will be able to find it for decades.

With a strong fear in his heart, the trafficker trembled and said, "You...... Don't mess around, this is a legal society, killing people has to pay for their lives, it's not cost-effective for you to eat a gun for a stranger you don't know. ”

Jirojin was silent.

Just when the traffickers thought that Erlang God had finally compromised and was afraid, and began to weigh the pros and cons, Erlang God's fist slammed over again.

The corner of the trafficker's eye was also opened, and the blood instantly blurred the left eye.

He begged inarticulately: "Please, don't fight, if you fight again, you will die, I was wrong, I, I was wrong." ”

Erlang Shen stared at him coldly, the crazy killing intent surging in his eyes made the traffickers shudder, this kind of look he had only seen in those underworld bosses whose hands were stained with countless blood, and he dared to pack tickets, those underworld bosses together, there was absolutely no horror of this person!

This man is a murderer.

The trafficker looked at Erlang God in fear, his body trembled with fright, there was a warm temperature in the middle of his thighs, and a few drops of water fell from the middle of his crotch to the weed, which was directly scared to pee.

The cold winter wind raged across the barren grass and wild trees, and the leaves and grass rustled in the wind.

In the bleak wind, Erlang's eyebrows were cold, and the cold was blooming.

He raised his fist.

The fist wasn't big, but the blood between the knuckles made it look extraordinarily powerful.

The trafficker opened his mouth wide, and Erlang God's expression and silence gave him a strong premonition, if this punch really hit his face, he would definitely die, definitely die, definitely die!

Die, die, die!

He struggled desperately, begging for mercy, but out of fear, his throat squeaked and he couldn't make a sound.

His eyes were frightened, and in his horror there was a great pleading and begging.

He had despised life and let many young lives be easily lost, but at this moment, he felt the preciousness of life more than anyone else, because he was dying.

Erlang God pursed his lips tightly, his expression was resolute and resolute, and the roaring dog who was familiar with him knew that this was the expression that would only appear after Erlang God made up his mind.

The Howling Sky Dog opened his mouth, trying to persuade Erlang God, because if he punched down, he would face the strict and ruthless laws of heaven.

But after thinking about it for a long time, it didn't know how to persuade it.

The experience of being separated from his mother since he was a child is undoubtedly the most unforgettable and unforgettable painful memory in his life, and because of this experience, Erlang God has a deep hatred for human traffickers.

There was a rustling sound, this time no longer the sound of wind, trees, grass and leaves, but someone approaching quickly.

"Stop!" the exclamations of several people rang out through the mountains and forests.

Song Qiu walked quickly in front of Erlang God and stopped Erlang God's fist that was about to swing out.

Two policemen came panting from behind, holding their knees and panting for breath, saying, "You...... What do you do, even if he commits a crime, it should be tried by our public security organs. ”

Erlang God withdrew his fist, also let go of the hand holding the trafficker, looked down at the underground lawn, and remained silent.

The trafficker fell to the ground with a "poof", fell to the ground exaggeratedly, and covered his bleeding face and screamed "oops" and "oops".

"Comrade policeman, I didn't do anything, just wandered around on this mountain, who knows that these two people didn't know where they jumped out, indiscriminately, they beat me wildly, you look at my face, how badly I was beaten, I want to sue them for deliberately hurting people!" said the trafficker lying on the ground aggrieved.

The two policemen were well-informed, and they knew that they were old oilers, whether they were traffickers or not, they wouldn't be a good thing anyway, and they didn't say in a good voice at the moment: "Stand up for me, they hit you in the face and didn't break your legs." Don't shout here, come back to the police station with me to investigate. ”

The traffickers lay on the ground and hummed and chirped for a while, and when they saw that no one cared about them, they slowly got up from the ground unwillingly.

One of the two policemen escorted the traffickers, and the other took Erlang God with them, and a group of five returned to the Yamashita police station.

In the police station, the woman from before was sitting inside and crying.

Although the boy who is still alive has been revived by the hospital, the dead child will never be resurrected.

While comforting the woman, the head of the police station asked, "Did your son tell you about the appearance or characteristics of the person who kidnapped him?"

The woman barely held back her crying and sobbed and said, "No, you know what a three-year-old child can understand?" he said that he was groggy all day, and when he saw that person occasionally, he seemed to be wearing a mask, so he couldn't see it. ”

The director frowned and said, "So, there is no evidence, is it? ”