There was a way, though. They could abandon the car if necessary. There were only 30 kilometers left on the fast lane. Zhang Ziqiang came up with another idea: if necessary, he and Amin would separate. Amin would head east, while he would jump out of the car, climb over the roadblocks to the slow lane below, and then go to the residential area, a shantytown, where he could hide.
As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. He can die, but he cannot be killed by a woman.
He's a proud man from China, and he won't accept this!
...
In the middle of the night, the TV station's hotline was overwhelmed with calls, and the public was extremely dissatisfied.
Every phone call I received was filled with insults directed at reporters, paparazzi, and the professional competence of TV station staff.
Because they're just as incompetent as the Hong Kong police and the Flying Tigers, all they do is chase after criminals. And what everyone wants to see isn't a bunch of police officers chasing after criminals on a dark highway.
What everyone wants to see is luxury cars and beautiful women, female bodyguards. Are the paparazzi all idiots? Why don't they take pictures of her?
Her last image was of her cycling up the mountain. Why didn't the reporters follow her up the mountain?
Where did she go? Is she injured? Will she die? If not, what if she doesn't?
A lot of people are naively thinking that tonight's event is a TV show, and they are asking whether the female bodyguard will take off her helmet when it ends, which TV station she will appear on, and how much her appearance fee is.
Even Nie Jiayu and Nie Han were cursing the paparazzi: "They usually brag a lot, but I don't think they're anything special."
"Where did Xi Niang go?" Nie Jiayu scratched his head.
Nie Han sighed, "I don't know. These paparazzi are unbelievable. They're as slow as snails."
Little A-Yuan chewed on the bottle, the water long gone. He even chewed the latex nipple until it broke, using only his eight teeth. Children need sleep, and he kept dozing off with his eyes half-closed.
Although he was asleep, his eyes never left the TV. As Nie Han flipped through the TV screen, he kept opening and closing his eyelids, waking up occasionally and then nestled in Nie Han's arms.
But suddenly, the child stretched out his hands and cried out, "Daddy!"
Nie Zhao had to leave, probably in the middle of the night. The child missed his mother and was sleepy, so he knew he would make a fuss if he left. Therefore, he tiptoed out of the meeting room, but A Yuan still discovered him.
Do you really think children are naive?
He pursed his lips and wrinkled his eyes, his cries loud enough to shatter eardrums. He thrashed and rolled in Nie Han's arms, forcing her to hand him over to his father, pointing to the door: "The wine, the wine, hand it to Mommy, Mommy!"
He knew that his father was going out to find his mother.
Seeing that his father didn't move, he turned his father's face and said, "It's wine, it's wine, Mom."
Seeing her uncle carrying the child about to leave, Nie Han quickly stopped him, saying, "Uncle, let it go. We don't even know what's going on outside."
Nie Zhao turned and left, actually trying to reassure himself: "Your aunt will be alright."
Nie Jiayu also stood up, her voice timid: "Uncle, really? Will my aunt be alright?"
Nie Zhao shuddered mechanically and said softly, "No, it won't happen."
He turned and left. Downstairs, the nanny van that Nie Han had driven was still there; Secretary An was only driving this one car.
But he still had to find a car seat; the young master needed to ride in the car, so he had to find a car seat.
Wade had been downstairs the whole time. Seeing A Yuan sleeping soundly on Nie Zhao's shoulder, he whispered, "Give the child to me. It's not safe. Besides..."
Before he could finish saying "I'll say it again," Ah Yuan suddenly looked up, pouting, his eyes fierce.
Nie Zhao patted his son: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, Daddy is holding you."
But A-Yuan refused to sleep and kept his neck stiff, so Nie Zhao had to say, "Mom will be back when you wake up."
She then coaxed her son, "Go to sleep, go to sleep. Mom will be back when A-Yuan wakes up."
The van was large and could seat many people. Wade brought bodyguards, and Secretary Ann drove, but he didn't know where to go.
Nie Zhao said, "Our destination is the East Port. Let's drive."
Sam was seriously injured because his helmet shattered and hit his head. The helmets they were wearing were the same as Chen Rou's. It's not that having a good helmet can necessarily save someone's life.
Whether Chen Rou's idea could be realized, Nie Zhao himself didn't actually know.
He didn't even know if she would be alright. All he knew was that he couldn't fall asleep tonight if A-Yuan didn't see his mother. And if he would never see his mother again, then little A-Yuan's life from now on would be like his, with nightmares every time he closed his eyes. And those nightmares would only have one theme: finding his mother.
Like his childhood self, A Yuan would dream of climbing mountains, jumping into the deep sea, swimming across deserts, and crossing cliffs, constantly searching for his mother. But unlike his father, there would likely never be another Chen Rou in this world to save him. At this moment, he selfishly took his son into danger, simply because he understood his son's pain the most.
The car slowly started moving; it was already four in the morning, and dawn was breaking. What was A-Yuan's mother doing?
...
Chen Rou was not as awesome or omnipotent as Nie Jiajun imagined, nor as formidable as Zhang Ziqiang imagined.
She followed him all the way, trying to guess Cheung Tze-keung's next move.
It wasn't easy to get him to go to the East District Port obediently. Also, Chen Ke and the others had never ridden a good motorcycle before, so their lack of skill was a major drawback. They were falling too far behind, which made her a little anxious.
Also, she lost an ear, but she needs an earphone to make calls. Otherwise, at 140 mph, even if the phone is hanging on her chest, she could still dial a number while hiding the gun behind her back, but she can't hear it.
30km is neither a long nor a short distance. Zhang Ziqiang was afraid of being killed and unable to escape, so he did not fire his gun for the time being. However, Ah Ming had already sped up to nearly 200 mph, and Chen Rou was close behind, so she couldn't find time to adjust her headphones.
The speed was too fast and the distance was too far, and the walkie-talkie signal was intermittent, so she lost contact with the person behind her.
As Ah Ming suddenly slowed down, Chen Rou realized Zhang Ziqiang's intention: he was going to jump out of the car and then leap off the cliff to the ground below.
Of course we should go after Cheung Tze-keung. Ah Ming is just a supporting character, a minor one. There's no point in arresting him.
She turned her head and called into the walkie-talkie: "Team Leader Chen, Team Leader Chen, can you hear me?"
He shouted again, "Team Leader Chen, Team Leader Chen, can you hear me?"
There was no response for a long time, only the noise of a poor signal.
Seeing the motorcycle ahead slow down, Chen Rou also braked. Her goal was clear: to chase Zhang Ziqiang.
Even if she had to drag him by force, she was determined to pull that 'unyielding Chinese man' back to the mainland.
She wanted to grab his dog's head and show him what a real Chinese man was like.
We also need to make him open his dog eyes wide and see clearly what the daughters of the Chinese are like.
But suddenly, a gunshot rang out, bullets piercing the darkness before dawn. Chen Rou ducked, and Amin accelerated again.
A voice came from the walkie-talkie on Chen Rou's shoulder: "This is Huo Qi, this is Huo Qi, Miss Chen, can you hear me?"
He then said, "I am a Flying Tigers officer. Are you a mainland police officer? Please respond if you hear me."
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