When the whooshing northwest wind blew on her drenched body, Song Lan couldn't help but shudder, making her feel very cold. But such a cold wind was not as good as when she heard the man holding the umbrella say that the jade ring was there.
Ye Muxue felt cold when she said these words in her hand. She doubtfully turned her eyes to the equally pitiful daughter-in-law, and then Song Lan was completely disappointed. Because Ye Muxue nodded at a loss when facing her questioning eyes.
nodded.
"Mrs. Qin, please rest assured. We will leave immediately after getting the things, and we will definitely protect your personal safety. Isn't there a saying in China that people should leave a line so that we can meet each other in the future..." He walked away holding an umbrella.
When the man proudly wanted to show off his fluent Chinese, the man in the car interrupted his mood at this moment.
"Where's the jade ring? Hand it over." The man turned over Ye Muxue's small bag and dumped everything on the driver's seat. Except for some essential items for girls, there were also some change and various other items.
He had all kinds of bank cards, but only the jade ring he longed for most was missing. He suddenly threw the small bag on the dashboard and stared at Ye Muxue with a ferocious face.
"Guitian Jun, you must know how to cherish the fragrance and pity the jade. Don't be so cruel. Maybe Miss Ye forgot where she put it temporarily? But..." He took a few steps forward and leaned his upper body into the car.
A pair of greedy eyes stared at Ye Muxue: "...If Miss Ye can't remember it for a while, I wouldn't mind doing something most annoying to a woman in this car to wake up your memory."
It turns out they are Japanese.
Just as Song Lan woke up from the shock that the jade ring finger was really in Ye Muxue, she happened to hear the man holding the umbrella calling the migrant worker in the car Guitian Jun. The Japanese actually found out that the Feilang ring finger was in my place. It seems that he heard it when he was a child.
Those legends about Airwolf finger-wrestling are true.
Song Lan closed her eyes in pain.
When she was a child, she heard from her brothers that the ring ring in her family was related to a treasure. Although she asked her father several times whether it was true, she was always told that it was just a beautiful legend. However,
From then on, the idea that Fei Lang's finger might be the key to a treasure was deeply planted in the young Song Lan's heart. Because of the young Song Lan's great interest in treasure hunting, she risked being caught in that absurd era.
The Red Guards were in danger of breaking their legs, so they hid the jade ring in her braid and kept it close to her body. Later, as the years passed, the legend that the Flying Wolf ring was related to a treasure gradually faded in her heart.
It wasn't until the night before her son was drafted into the army at the age of eighteen that she hung her finger on Qin Yuguan's neck as a mother's longing for her son.
Now, people who came from that distant evil country, through some unknown means, actually knew that the Feilang Ring was at Qin's house in Qingdao. As for why the Ring was in Ye Muxue's hand, Song Lan was not surprised, because she was
My son's wife.
Maybe this is the reason why ordinary people are guilty of carrying a jade. Well, Song Lan sighed and shook his head helplessly. Just give it to them if you give it to them, as long as you don't hurt anyone.
Being stared at by the man holding the umbrella with evil eyes, Ye Muxue didn't know what was going on. In this environment, she actually associated his eyes with that of a certain guy. Because that guy also used to use his eyes on purpose from time to time.
She looked at her with such a chiluoluo look that represented a pervert, which made her very disgusted. But now she suddenly felt that she would rather let that guy stare at her all night than be looked at by this man. They were all evil looks, that guy's
It would make her blush and make her heart beat, but this man's would only remind her of a crawling object called a viper.
"I, I don't know, I put the ring in my bag..." Ye Muxue's teeth chattered, her pale face and frightened eyes made it easy for this man who claimed to be a master of China to see that she didn't
Lie. Hum, the man holding the umbrella snorted, turned around and told the woman: "Miss Yoko, you go and look for it too. Even if I dismantle the car, you still have to find it!" He was sure that the thumb ring must be in the car.
Somewhere, because through Guitian's information, he learned that Mrs. Qin had never talked about finger-wrestling with Ye Muxue since she got in the car.
Before the word "yes" came out of Yoko's mouth, a siren suddenly sounded on the highway coming from Qingdao. Listening to the noisy whine, even a deaf person could tell that this was definitely not a police car.
the sound made.
Song Lan suddenly turned around in surprise. She saw at a glance a few hundred meters away. The leading police car passed through the puddles on the road and came at a speed of at least 130 miles. The left window was stretched out.
A person's head, held high in the strong wind, not caring about the splashing water and cold wind, a pair of eyes filled with anxiety that was connected to her blood.
"Yuguan!" Song Lan recognized at a glance that this guy who never wore a seat belt while driving and dared to stick his head out of the window at such a fast speed was none other than her precious son, Qin Yuguan.
My son is here! My son is here to save us! The huge surprise made her burst into tears. A sudden force drove her to turn around and push away the man holding the umbrella in front of her, and ran towards her son, completely ignoring it.
Her son yelled a warning for her not to move.
The reason why Qin Yuguan stuck his head out was so that his mother and Ye Muxue could see him earlier. But he never thought that his mother, whose life would last as long as a year, would run towards him desperately. From his mother's push
After a few men started running, his thoughts suddenly stopped because he saw a man throwing an umbrella on the ground and raising a gun in his hand towards the running mother.
"Mom!!!" Qin Yuguan only had time to shout out the simplest but most representative word, and then he watched his mother stagger in the crisp sound of gunshots, and suddenly threw herself on the road.
on the road, no longer moving, letting the cold road surface press against the cheek he had kissed.
"Auntie..." Ye Muxue's soul flew out of his head as the gunshot sounded and the man fell to the ground. He just stared blankly at the man who fired the gun, dumbfounded.
"Quickly, get in the car!" The man holding the umbrella withdrew his gun, glanced coldly at Song Lan lying on the ground and the police car parked in the green belt beside her, and gave an order to several subordinates: "Return to the fields.
Put this woman in the back and you drive. Yoko gets in the car behind. We get off the highway."
"Hayi, Mr. Daben!"
Amidst the sounds of people bowing and saying goodbye, Daben smiled contemptuously at Qin Yuguan, who was rushing towards his mother, then stepped into the car calmly and slammed the door tightly. After watching the red BMW start,
The subordinates who pointed guns at Qin Yuguan slowly returned to the car, and then the car slowly accelerated and followed Ye Muxue's BMW down the highway.
Qin Yuguan slowly straightened his waist and hugged his mother tightly with both hands, as if as long as he stopped exerting force, his mother's body would become cold. A wisp of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth and dripped on Song Lan's pale face.
, like a touch of rouge, red and dazzling.
Creaking...bang bang...a series of braking and opening and closing sounds sounded behind Qin Yuguan. Except for Qin Yuguan's car, which had already broken into the green belt on the roadside, the sirens were still blaring. The other police cars that were coming were watching. After this scene, everyone consciously turned off the siren.
Wang Dapeng walked a few steps to Qin Yuguan and whispered: "Mr. Qin..." He just wanted to remind Qin Yuguan to send the injured to the hospital quickly, but as soon as he said this, he saw Qin Yuguan carrying the injured person to the hospital. At first, with his messy hair fluttering in the wind, he stared at Wang Dapeng and squeezed out the words one by one through his teeth: "You guys are a bunch of trash!"
Qin Yuguan's words calling the police "waste" not only made Wang Dapeng feel extremely humiliated, but even the seven or eight police officers who came later were unwilling to do so. Although they did not work in the same branch, they all Following the order of the Municipal Bureau of Development and Exhibition Bureau, police officers from all branches participated as quickly as possible. Although everyone saw the victim's current condition, Qin Yuguan's words to you, you trash, still made them uncomfortable. Comfortable. For a moment, all the eyes looking at Qin Yuguan were filled with pity and anger.
Holding his mother's body and smiling miserably, Qin Yuguan turned around and glanced at the policemen with angry faces, his eyes slowly filled with bloodshot eyes: "I'm talking about you!" He turned around suddenly like a bird howling on the edge of the cliff in Changbai Mountain. Like the Wolf King of the Moon, he yelled at the police: "Trash! I said you are a bunch of rubbish!" After yelling, he yelled at a police car that came after him: "You are all a bunch of rubbish!"
"Qin Yuguan! Don't..." Wang Dapeng couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore. He reached out and grabbed his shoulder: "Don't think you are Zhanju... um..." He hadn't said anything yet. There was a muffled sound that was too late to be uttered, and his body weighing one hundred and eighty kilograms suddenly flew straight back, and then landed heavily on the ground with a thud.
"Ah, you dare to attack the police?!" The other police officers did not see clearly how Qin Yuguan acted. They only saw Wang Dapeng's burly body hitting the road like a kite with a broken string. Out of hatred With a sense of danger, several police officers reached out to their waists at the same time.
"Want to use a gun? Hahaha," Qin Yuguan smiled arrogantly, holding his mother's body and trembling violently: "How dare you use a gun in front of me?!"