"No, nothing, I just...squinted."
The little girl was responded with a fierce punch.
"Mad, isn't this stupid? You and that idiot Lao Zhang are like family. Are you both sick?"
This man's swearing is really dirty.
How could these little girls, who are not yet adults, have ever experienced such a fright?
The beaten little girl screamed out loud, and what awaited her was a violent hair pulling and rough throwing into a van.
Song Rushuang, who was behind the stone pillar, suddenly swung and hit the stone pillar behind her.
If possible, Song Rushuang wanted to land this punch on the face of the man who just spat shit out of his mouth.
"These scumbags treat a little girl who is not even an adult yet like this!"
Song Rushuang was so angry that she wanted to smash their heads.
Lin Qianyi immediately took her hand and examined it.
Fortunately, it was just a minor scratch.
Looking at Lin Qianyi's frowning face, he looked even sadder than when he was injured.
"Don't take it out on yourself when you're angry."
"No, I have to help her!"
Even if it was just a glimmer of courage in this child's last moments.
Although it doesn't mean that they will be caught for this, one thing is certain: this girl is not a bad person.
She absolutely did not deserve to be treated this way.
"Call the police."
Lin Qianyi meant that he didn't want Song Rushuang to be involved in these things.
But this matter cannot be solved by calling the police.
If this child is really Lao Zhang's descendant, then those who kidnapped her and wanted to bully her can only be highly intelligent people.
Where is this?
Song Rushuang frowned, thought about it silently, shook her head slowly, and said in a deep voice:
"This is the Gao family's territory. If those people are from the Gao family, wouldn't it be like walking into a trap if we called the police?"
"Do you need me to mobilize some people to help?"
With Lin Qianyi's status, there are countless people who want to help him.
But he had just suffered a major accident because of the private transfer of the 69th Army.
If we transfer people at this time, once the Gao family finds out, they will definitely make a big fuss.
This is something that absolutely cannot be done. Song Rushuang immediately refused:
"It's not time to resort to war yet. Let's think of other solutions first."
It would be best if we could rescue these girls quietly.
After making up her mind, Song Rushuang took the initiative to hail a taxi on the side of the road, and then pulled Lin Qianyi in.
"Where are you going, young couple?"
The driver should be a local of Los Angeles and speaks with a local accent.
He looks like an older man in his thirties or forties, and judging from his appearance, he is a kind-hearted person.
Lin Qianyi immediately said to him:
"Driver, do you see that van in front?"
Fortunately, Song Rushuang was lucky, because the van that took the children away was separated from them on the same road because of a red light.
The driver glanced over and saw a black van.
"What's going on? What's in the car?"
Song Rushuang knew that she had to come up with a perfect reason to make the driver willing to help her follow the car.
"Brother, here's what's going on. That person in the car is my sister. She's only sixteen years old, and she's got a thirty-six-year-old boyfriend. Tell me, as a parent, which parent would accept their child having a boyfriend that old?"
Unexpectedly, Song Rushuang's fabricated excuse struck a chord with the driver.
"What? Your sister also likes an old man? How come she's just like that little girl in my family?"
Wow, there is an unexpected gain.
"Yeah, kids nowadays really don't understand the hard work of their families. Look, that man brought a group of people to our house to cause trouble and even took my sister away. As her elder sister, I must bring her back."
"That's true. Children are ignorant and need adults to take care of them. But you are too young."
Song Rushuang pursed her lips for a while, then said in a deep voice:
"Because of my sister's incident, my mother fell ill and my father passed away."
Anyway, for Song Rushuang, it makes no difference whether her father Song Laoliu is dead or not.
"It's truly unforgivable that I could bring your family to this state. Don't worry, little girl. I'll take care of this for you. I used to be a scout in the army, so I'll keep a close eye on this van for you without making any noise!"
After a pause, he asked with great enthusiasm:
"Little girl, do I need to call the police for you?"
"No, no thanks. We plan to rescue him ourselves and don't want this to affect the child's reputation."
"You two are so young, and without your parents around, what would happen if something went wrong?"
Song Rushuang choked, then immediately spoke to save herself: "Can't you see? I'm actually not much older than you, I just look younger!"
"Huh? I really didn't notice that."
The car started moving, and the driver's gaze fell on Lin Qianyi who was standing beside him through the rearview mirror.
Song Rushuang was quick-witted and put her arms around Lin Qianyi's neck, smiling and saying:
"Guess what, this is my son!"
"...Ah? No, you're too young. You look about the same age as your son."
Although I was surprised, I also found it easy to accept that she had a son this big at such a young age.
Even if Song Rushuang didn't look at Lin Qianyi, she could imagine how sad Lin Qianyi's expression was right now.
There's no way, her ability to talk nonsense is basically unmatched.
But she didn't mean to do that.
She was forced by the situation to take extraordinary measures in extraordinary times.
Having said that, she still didn't dare to look Lin Qianyi in the eye.
Being forced into a formality is one thing, but taking advantage of it is another.
Perhaps because they were in front of the driver, Lin Qianyi just looked at her sadly and didn't say a word.
You have to follow the van in front of you while keeping a certain distance. If you don't have experience, it is really easy to lose it.
But Song Rushuang's luck was so good that the driver she met was not bragging. His investigative and counter-investigation methods were amazing.
Throughout the entire process of following the car, they always maintained a distance of no more than two cars from the van, close enough, but not too close.
About forty minutes later, the taxi that Song Rushuang and the others were riding in followed the van into a remote factory.
The trees at the door had already died due to lack of water.
Yellow leaves piled up layer upon layer at the door. A breeze came and swept these thick layers of yellow leaves into the sky, and soon fell down again.
It seems that this place has been abandoned for a long time.
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