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Chapter fifty-fifth

When I followed Zhang Shi to the scene, I found that the scene had been controlled. Xu Danding was helped to lie aside, while the child who attacked him was tied up. However, despite his freedom being restricted, the child still cursed: "You evil thieves, if you kill my master and destroy our home, the mountain god will definitely not forgive you..."

This child was twelve or 3 years old. Among the abducted children, he was considered a relatively old age. The tender child's voice was mixed with a lot of madness, and the pair of eyes were full of cruelty, which made people shudder. What kind of hatred did this make the boy's heart twisted into this way. His eyes reminded me of the broken-legged begging boy I saw in Yichang that day. He was also full of resentment towards the world. The good mood of the case was solved was immediately wiped out. I knew that even if these children were rescued, there was still a lot of work to do.

The kidnapped children were all blank paper, but they were graffitied by the mother of Minshan, so it was not surprising that they would do something like sneak attacking Xu Danding.

I quickly walked to Xu Danding, who was sitting against the wall, and saw a white cloth stained with blood on his chest, his face pale, no longer the majestic image he had just killed. Seeing me coming, Xu Danding waved his hand and said, "They were all fussing. I'm fine, I'm just a knife."

Zhang Shishi said behind me: "It's not just a knife. It's obvious that the knife stabbed into your heart, it's accurate and cruel..."

Heart?

I looked at Xu Danding's chest, and couldn't stop being afraid - it was difficult to defend against the thief in the family. Who had ever thought that among the people we rescued, there were still remnants of the brainwashed by the old mother of Minshan? Look at it was firm, I can't even blame Xu Danding for not having any sense of defense. It was too sudden. I squatted down and whispered: "Is there anything wrong? Don't let my heart hang in the air..."

Xu calmly whispered in my ear: "Senior Brother, let me tell you a secret. Our old Xu family has always had a hereditary inheritance, that is, other people's hearts grow on the left, and our hearts grow on the right - that kid is indeed cruel and accurate, but he pierced the wrong position, so I just shed a little more blood here without any danger, and it would not hurt my life."

After saying this, he took a deep breath, stopped talking, but took out a pill from his arms, swallowed it, and began to close his eyes and vent his breath.

I called a policeman and asked him to take care of him, and then walked towards the young man who committed the crime.

Because of Xu Danding's sneak attack, everyone's vigilance towards these weak children was instantly improved. Xu Danding was one of the highest cultivation groups of special service teams. Even he was plotted against, and no one else had the confidence to avoid it. So he treated all the children as prisoners and prepared to tie them up and control their actions. The handcuffs brought on this trip were basically used on the living backbones, so these children were discussing using bed sheets or other strips of cloth. They were discussing that I didn't care, but stood with the sneak attacker.

The boy was cursing all the time, trying to bite the person next to him with his teeth, but when he saw me slowly walking over, he was inexplicably calmed down.

At this moment, I was covered in blood, and the long sword in my hand killed many people. I was covered in evil spirits, and walked with such aura. Even though he had only the instinct of animals, he consciously closed his mouth. I squatted down and looked at this young man with ordinary appearance, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said as calmly as possible: "Why do you want to kill someone?"

Young people are prone to extremes and are extremely violent for a while. However, when they meet even more vicious people, they show their cowardice and lower their heads and say, "You, you are bad guys. You have killed our master and destroyed our homeland. I want to avenge them!"

I looked at the children around me, and they all looked up at us. Some of them were afraid, some were afraid, and some were curious. They knew that these children were probably good materials with good qualifications and were treated preferentially by the old mother of Minshan. Although they suffered a little, they felt a sense of identity with the old mother of Minshan. I have read the information and knew that this thing had a name abroad called "Stockholm Syndrome", which means giving their lives to the evil people. The other party's little mercy was regarded as good, but instead they developed a lot of hostility towards the rescuer.

If such a child is not properly solved, he is afraid he is like seeds, sparks, and when we leave, we will become the next generation of human traffickers.

I enlightened him: "We are not bad people, we are police uncles. We are entrusted by your parents to come to find you home. They are the bad people. They kidnapped you out of your home, intimidated you, whipped you, made you restless day and night, and faced death at any time... But now don't be afraid, everything is over!"

"No! I don't want..." The boy gritted his teeth and raised his head, saying, "I don't want to go back. I don't want to go back to that poor and smelly home, nor to see my incompetent parents. They only know how to dig food in the fields for the rest of their lives, and they know that they are bullied by town cadres and people in the city, and they will never have a chance. I might as well die if I follow them back to endure hardships."

He spoke resolutely, but listening to me made me angry.

In fact, I left home at a young age and stopped living at Longjialing, Mali Mountain at the age of eight. After that, I spent very little time at home every year. However, I never stopped thinking about home. One is blood and the other is family affection. Those are all precious. There are such ungrateful beasts in this world, which is really angering. But what is even more angering are the guys who have educated such consciousness. They are the culprits and the villains who kill them the most quickly.

Suppressing the turbulent emotions in my heart, I grinned, patted the boy on the shoulder, and asked calmly: "Well, I understand your thoughts, what's your name?"

"Duan Yi!"

I nodded, and did not show any dissatisfaction, but said to the child next to me: "Duan Yi's words also gave me some reminders. In fact, although we were entrusted by your parents to rescue you, we cannot ignore your opinions and respect the parties involved. This is the most important thing. Let's do this. Whose thought is the same as Duan Yi. If you don't want to go home, stand here. Let's discuss it later. Should you let you go freely or what, okay?"

My smile was approachable and completely harmless. These children suddenly became lively and whispered. After a while, another girl of the same age as the teenager stood up and said in a low voice: "I don't want to go home either..."

There were those who took the lead, and naturally there were followers. Then seven or eight came, all of them, all of them were older children. However, this disagreement started to arouse among the children. Some children who refused to leave cursed at these people, saying, "You damn people, the old lady in Minshan kidnapped you, have you ever given you a few meals, why are you kissing more than your parents?"

However, the person who left was determined and believed that he would definitely live an unhappy life when he was deported, so he scolded him.

I acted very democratic, causing the children to continue to have a dispute, and asked people to go to the small labourers behind me to do relevant inquiries, but the news from the back was quite reassuring. Those little guys were abused on weekdays, and they could see the light of day again at this moment, so how could they have the idea of ​​staying? After a long time of trouble, the outside cleansing operation was over. Nur came over and told me that in this Canglan Temple, more than 140 people were arrested in total. Except for the dead, the rest of the people were ordinary people or family members, and they were all gathered at this moment.

As for the key targets, Su Jianfei, Yang Xiaolan, and the half-dead Huang Qi were run away.

There was no way for the three of them to escape. There was a lot of secrets. I didn't have enough strength in my hands, so I could only pick up big and small gaps. I didn't care anymore and asked Nur to take me over to inspect.

When I came back, Lin Hao asked me what to do if the children who voluntarily left and didn't want to go home, and did they really let them stay here?

I raised my eyebrows and said in surprise: "You are stupid. These teenagers are all great hidden dangers. They are seeds carefully cultivated by the old mother in Minshan. Naturally, I will take them back. We are not professionals in this regard, and there are no better conditions in Yichang. Then you can contact Baichengzi to see if they can accept it."

"Bai Chengzi?" Lin Hao was frightened by the grave of this famous cultivator and said hesitantly: "I saw you speak so kindly and kindly just now, and I thought you were going to let them go?"

I called the little white fox and asked her to patrol the Canglan Temple for a while, then turned to him and said, "You are my brother, calm and calm are also my brother. Do you think my brother was stabbed, and I will pretend to be indifferent and let the murderer go gently? Although he is a young man, here he—" I pointed to my heart and said, "If this place is broken, there is nothing worth sympathy. What can really save them is Bai Chengzi's psychological expert. He must prevent the problem from escalating. Do you know?"

After I finished speaking, I received Lin Hao's admiration: "Boss Chen, you are so dark!"

Alas, these words don’t seem to be a praising word, right?

I began to get busy, regardless of the teenagers behind me struggling and insulting. Even if things in the world are like this, I am called black-hearted, but I just want to fulfill my promise to the little white fox - I just wish the world a better place!
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