After hearing Meng Nan's words, Chen Ruier looked at the little black boy. Although the boy's life was no longer in danger at the moment, he could not bear the violent torture.
"How is he?" Meng Nan looked at Chen Ruier and asked after hesitation.
"Fortunately." Chen Ruier nodded: "But the tools here are not complete after all. I only roughly controlled the wound instead of suturing it. If we escape with him, we may not be able to save him if he bleeds heavily again.
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"It won't work without him. Once the white people find him, he will probably be dead." Meng Nan sighed.
"I, I'm fine." The little boy struggled to sit up.
He understood that he should be the one dragging down these people in front of him.
Maybe if they didn't save themselves, they wouldn't be targeted by the police.
"I, I can still call the leader, he will definitely save me." The little boy shouted.
"If you don't want to die, don't move!" Chen Ruier glared at the little boy, who immediately didn't dare to move.
"How are you preparing?" At this moment, Xia Wenqing hurried in: "The police have already come in, and George and Chen Song are struggling with them. But they can't hold on for long."
"Well, give me a minute." Chen Ruier said solemnly: "I'll give him some treatment, at least in a short period of time, so that he won't die so easily. But after leaving here, we must find a place to sew him up as soon as possible.
Otherwise, you will definitely die."
"Okay." Meng Nan nodded and looked at Xia Wenqing: "How are they preparing?"
"Everything is ready, and the departure route has been chosen." Xia Wenqing nodded.
"That's good. Leave immediately after Rui'er is ready." Meng Nan nodded.
At this moment, the downstairs was already in a mess. George and Chen Song were standing at both ends of the stairs, one holding a wooden stool and the other holding a pan.
Dozens of white people gathered around, seemingly watching the fun.
"What's going on?" a white officer said coldly. The two men blocked the stairs in front of them and they couldn't go up at all.
The most troublesome thing is that one of the two people is Chinese. If one of them does not handle it well and is forcibly separated, it is likely to cause international disputes.
"It's like this. These two people were friends and had dinner together. Then it seemed that the white man drank too much and called each other a yellow-haired monkey, and then the two started fighting." A soldier said after asking about the situation.
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"Damn it, why did it happen at this time!" The white officer frowned slightly: "Hurry and separate them, we must not let the black child escape."
"Okay!" The soldier nodded and walked over quickly.
At this moment, George and Chen Song quarreled again.
"Damn it, you white-haired ghost! How dare you insult me? I'm going to file a complaint against you. I'm going to complain to the embassy!" Chen Song said as he swayed towards George, holding the stool high in his hand.
Get up and throw it towards the opponent.
But Chen Song seemed to have drunk too much. The stool not only did not hit George, but instead hit the door next to him.
Suddenly, the stool was smashed to pieces, and scattered wood chips flew around.
"Damn yellow-haired monkey, how dare you call me a white-haired ghost?" George seemed angry, swaying and waving the pan in his hand: "I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death!"
George's strength was so great that the pan made a sound of breaking through the air, and for a while no one could get close to him.
"Damn it!" Seeing this situation, the white police officer secretly resented it.
The two people in front of me, one is a foreign friend and the other is a legal citizen, are the most difficult to deal with.
If it was to arrest some international thieves, it would be easier to just send people to rush in or arrest them all.
Even if you are really injured, there is no problem.
But what they wanted to arrest was an ordinary black child, a black child who was only a "potential threat."
It would be unjustifiable if this hurt these two people.
While George and Chen Song looked drunk at the moment, they were actually very sober in their hearts.
At least at this moment, it is not the time for them to initiate a head-on conflict with the white people, so this method is the best.
At the same time, Chen Song and George considered a deeper level in their minds.
Judging from the current situation, these soldiers do not seem to know the relationship between themselves and others, nor do they know that they saved the little boy.
At least, the military didn't know that they and Meng Nan were together.
Otherwise, the other party would never be so gentle.
In other words, the person who discovered and reported the little boy's information should not be the hotel, but someone passing by.
However, George and George also knew very well that their method could not stop them for long.
At this moment, a figure appeared at the door of the hotel, standing outside the glass of the door and gently nodded to George and others.
George and Chen Song's eyes lit up and they understood that the upstairs was completely ready.
So Chen Song suddenly took a step forward, George swung his arm, and the pan hit Chen Song on the head.
"Ouch!" Chen Song seemed to be in pain. He sat down on the ground and screamed: "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"
"Haha, you yellow-haired monkey, let me beat you to death!" George laughed loudly and swung the pan in his hand towards Chen Song again.
Chen Song seemed to be woken up by George's "thrust", with a dark look of fear on his face, and he rolled and crawled to the side.
George still seemed to have no intention of letting go of Chen Song. He held a pan in his hand and chased after him staggeringly.
"Great!" Seeing the stairs being moved out of the way, the white officer, who was about to lose his patience, suddenly lit up. With a wave of his hand, a group of soldiers rushed up the stairs.
When the onlookers saw this situation, their eyes showed curiosity.
They were originally surprised that a fight between just two people could trigger an army, but now it seems that is not the case.
Just when everyone's attention was attracted, Chen Song and George looked at each other and quietly left the place behind everyone.
In any case, it is impossible to come back to this hotel.
Even if these soldiers didn't know about their relationship before, the hotel staff would definitely tell them when they got to their rooms.
By then I won’t be able to leave even if I want to.
Soon, Chen Song and George met Meng Nan and others.
It was dark at this time, and there was no way to take the main road. Everyone could only walk quickly through the dark alleys.
"Let me tell you, it would be nice if there was a car." Miao Ruoshi muttered.
However, as soon as Miao Ruoshi finished speaking, a car stopped at the entrance of the lane in front of everyone, a black van...
