Counterattack Tianjiao

A picture suddenly appeared in Zhuang Chen's mind. He was chopped into a pile of stumps, and Zhang Lin and Linda were beside him in agony. For a moment, he was full of strength. He glanced downstairs and rushed over, smashing the burly man The big man slammed into the railing. The railing of the old building in the 60s was already rotten, and it broke under the strong impact. The man fell from the fourth floor. Johnson followed him and jumped down. Even with the cushion of human flesh as a cushion, Johnson still fell with stares in his eyes and his ears were buzzing. Looking back, the group of people upstairs were rushing downstairs, and one of them pulled out a pistol from his waist.

"Bang bang" sounded twice, the first bullet hit the concrete floor and splashed a ball of slag, and the second bullet hit Johnson's back, and he felt burned, but it didn't hurt very much.

The burly man below him was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he was motionless. Johnson got up and ran. When he ran to the front of the building, he saw two police cars speeding up in the distance. What the hell kind of police is this? Is it with gangsters?

He quickly turned around and ran, turned the corner and got into the market selling chickens, ducks and vegetables, and got rid of the pursuers.

I was shot in the back, and it started to hurt now. Johnson pulled a piece of clothing from a clothes rack by the side of the road and put it on, and walked through the crowd. And doubts, the kidnappers could figure it out if they wanted to kill him before, but it is a bit incomprehensible that they are still chasing after him today.

Yes, the gang of grandchildren found this place after looking for a Buick, and I'm not a fucking important person, so there's no need to kill them all.

A little girl passed by, and Johnson suddenly realized that the kidnappers must have thought that the meat ticket was hidden by him. They were not here to kill him, but to find someone.

It must be the child just now. The kidnapper misunderstood that he took the girl away.

I'm not a fucking bitch, why should I risk my life to help her if I have no relatives or reasons?

Thinking of the dark muzzle of the other party, Zhuang Johnson became terrified. He was a killer or a mercenary, not a god. A group of people with long guns and short cannons, no one had a chance of winning.

Being involved in a sudden kidnapping case for no reason, Johnson felt that his luck was extremely bad. Right now, no one could count on him, and he had to rely on himself to survive.

I went back to my hometown and paid homage to my grandfather, hi...

Thinking of his grandfather, and thinking of the beautiful Doctor Yang Jing, Johnson's numb nerves trembled slightly.

They met by chance, and Dr. Yang Jing helped her, what exactly was she planning?

Zhuang Chen suddenly felt ashamed again, okay, just this time, help people to the end and send Buddha to the west.

Go back and find the girl, otherwise the little guy will be in misfortune, Zhuang Chen finally found out...

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Half an hour later, Johnson drove a stolen Chery taxi to the scene of the incident just now. Small cars whizzed by on the road, and dust was flying.

The construction site has started, the excavator is roaring, and workers wearing hard hats are shuttling back and forth. It is a busy scene. The black woven bag just now has disappeared, and there is no sign of a collision at the scene.

Looking at the surrounding situation, it is early summer, with lush trees and luxuriant crops. There is a village not far away. When people are afraid and helpless, they will definitely run towards someone. The girl in the woven bag is probably in that village.

Johnson returned to the car and was about to start it when he suddenly saw someone in the rear seat in the rearview mirror, turned around sharply, and a pair of familiar eyes were staring at him.

It was the petite little girl with blond hair and blue eyes.

There is nowhere to look for through broken iron shoes, and it takes no effort to find it. The person who was looking for it unexpectedly came to the door, and the little guy unexpectedly climbed into the car secretly.

Johnson couldn't restrain his excitement. He started the car and said, "You have to testify for me. I didn't kidnap you. Don't be afraid. I'll take you to the police station."

When the girl heard the word "police station", she immediately showed a look of horror and shook her head violently.

Johnson braked to a stop and asked her, "Where does your family live? I'll take you home."

The girl was still shaking her head, looking extremely anxious.

"Not going here, not going there, what on earth do you want to do, what's your name, can you speak?" Johnson said angrily, this girl didn't speak no matter how much she asked, she was so anxious to death.

The girl still shook her head.

Johnson understood that the girl was dumb, or had been frightened out of her wits...

Johnson decided to take the girl to the police station to report the crime. He didn't believe that bad guys could buy off the entire police system. He hadn't eaten a single meal in the past ten hours, and he was very nervous. If he continued, he might reach the verge of collapse.

After expressing her intention, the girl nodded to express her willingness. Johnson drove the stolen car straight to the police station in the nearby high-tech zone. After parking the car, he arrived at the gate. He was stopped by the security guards and asked them who they were looking for and that they had an appointment. what.

The door of the police station is not easy to enter, especially when people see a blond foreign kid, the police station in one jurisdiction cannot handle foreign-related cases.

If you want to enter, you must show a valid certificate to fill out the visitor form, and call someone to pick you up before you can enter. The two uniformed security guards at the door are under the control of the guard. This is an old man wearing an old-fashioned police uniform, full of style. The minister came to see who and what he was doing, and when he learned that he had to report the case, he said that you should go to the local police station to report the case, and the district bureau didn't care about trivial matters.

Johnson took off his jacket to reveal the gunshot wound on his back, saying that I was shot, this is a gun case, and this little mixed-race girl was kidnapped, this is a big case, we are going to the police station leaders speak.

The doorman looked at his back, sneered and said, "It must have been pierced by an iron rod on the road, what kind of gun case is this?"

Having said that, he still got through the internal call, and after a while, a young plainclothes came out from the police station compound to pick him up. Just as Johnson was about to go in, the uncle said, "Wait, ID card."

Johnson took out his ID card issued after returning to the country and put it at the door. He took the dumb girl and followed the police into the building. The young plainclothes young man was handsome, capable and upright. With a stack of letter paper, he unscrewed the cap of the pen, showed his white teeth and smiled and said: "Don't be nervous, what's the matter, let's talk slowly."

"I went back to my hometown today and passed the National Highway in the high-tech zone..." Johnson told the story of the incident in detail, including the car being hit, being shot, and being forced to flee, without leaving any details behind.

The criminal police carefully took notes on the paper, kept nodding to express their understanding, and also sighed when they mentioned the danger.

After listening to him, he turned to the girl: "What's your name and where do you live?"

The girl shook her head and said nothing.

"She is dumb and can't speak." Johnson explained.

The criminal policeman asked: "Have you been kidnapped?"

The girl nodded.

The criminal policeman asked again: "When you see the bad guys who kidnapped you, can you recognize them?"

The girl still nodded.

The criminal policeman hummed, tore off the recording paper and held it in his hand, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll ask the leader to come over." He said and left, and the door of the meeting room was closed.

Johnson let out a long breath and could finally relax.