In a flash of thought, Mr. Wang quickly came up with an idea.
I saw Mr. Wang's expression change instantly.
An old face turned extremely pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead...
A pair of dim old eyes were full of tears, filled with worry, nervousness and fear for his grandson's personal safety.
Of course, all this is false, false, false.
Say important things three times!
Mr. Wang's lips were trembling and his voice was trembling.
"Don't be afraid, kid, grandpa is here."
"Grandpa is here, everything will be fine!"
Zhou Shiqi couldn't help but give Mr. Wang a thumbs up, this acting... was simply explosive!
A flash of ridicule flashed in the eyes of the short-haired man, and he said with a smile: "Old guy, weren't you still very bold just now?"
Mr. Wang struggled with his face and gritted his teeth and said: "I will give you the tiger head jade pendant in this box, as long as you let my grandson go!"
The short-haired man sneered and said contemptuously: "It's too late! You old guy just refuses to drink and is fined with wine..."
"Everyone was fine and peaceful, but you were fine, but you came to meddle in other people's business."
"Old guy, you just eat carrots and don't worry!"
After saying that, the short-haired man added: "I can return the child to you, but you have to give me the jade pendant first, but..."
"You punched me three times in the chest before, and my chest still hurts a little."
"I'm a very vindictive person. If you ask me to punch you three times, we'll settle this matter. What do you think?"
After saying that, the short-haired man looked at Mr. Wang with a smile on his face, as if he was convinced.
Mr. Wang has a lot of dark streaks in his head. Does this bastard really think that he can force himself to submit by grasping his own weakness?
Little did they know that what they were holding hostage was an ordinary child?
It was clearly a vicious dog from hell that would tear them into pieces.
According to Mr. Wang's original intention, even if these three people came together, they wouldn't be enough for him to fight.
However, it seems that Wang Dazhuang's dog already has its own agenda in mind, so Mr. Wang can only try his best to cooperate with it.
But when he thought that his old arms and legs had to endure three punches from that inch-headed man, Mr. Wang was obviously a little angry. This was too much.
Zhou Shiqi saw that Mr. Wang's expression was changing, and he knew that it was not good. The old man might not be able to bear the anger in his heart, and this drama would be ruined!
Zhou Shiqi could only wink wildly at Mr. Wang.
After a long while, Zhou Shiqi's eyes indicated that he would compensate Mr. Wang, and then Mr. Wang reluctantly nodded and agreed to continue cooperating in the acting.
After taking a deep breath, Mr. Wang closed his eyes and said with a look of death: "Come on, I won't fight back. Finish the beating quickly and return my grandson to me!"
The short-haired man stepped forward, with a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth. He drew back one fist and began to accumulate strength.
At this moment, a police siren sounded not far away, and judging from the sound, it was coming in the direction of Zhenbaozhai.
The faces of the three short-haired men changed drastically.
The short-haired man turned his attention to Zhang Ziqian, who was huddled under the counter, with only his eyes exposed.
Under his cold and stern eyes, Zhang Ziqian was immediately defeated. He could only pretend to be calm and said: "I have already called the police. If you guys know better, put down the children and run away. I think it's still too late!"
The short middle-aged man was cursing and wanted to rush forward and beat Zhang Ziqian again, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by the short-haired man.
The short-haired man shook his head at him, then stared at Zhang Ziqian expressionlessly: "Okay, very good!"
"Little boss, if things don't change, we'll see you again later!"
As he said that, the short-haired man turned his gaze to Mr. Wang, curled his lips and said, "I'm taking advantage of you, old guy. I'll let you go today."
"Give me the tiger head jade pendant!"
Mr. Wang sighed helplessly and reluctantly handed the wooden box in his hand to the short-haired man.
After doing all this, Mr. Wang gritted his teeth and said: "I have given you the things, can you let my grandson go now?"
After receiving the wooden box, the short-haired man's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked the tall young man to let him go.
The short-haired man looked at the scimitar on the shelf nearby.
The previous scene of the scimitar automatically unsheathing left a deep impression on the short-haired man's mind. At this moment, he didn't know what was wrong. He knew that the scimitar was weird, but he still gritted his teeth and jumped up to grab it.
in hand.
Seeing that there was nothing strange about the scimitar in his hand, the short-haired man finally felt relieved.
With a greeting, the short-haired man and the short middle-aged man directly pushed open the door of Zhenbaozhai.
At the counter, Zhang Ziqian looked suffocated. When he saw the short-haired man taking away the evil scimitar, he almost jumped up in excitement.
On the other side, the young man bent down and was about to put down the child he was holding.
However, the child desperately held one of his arms, and the young man couldn't get rid of him.
"Favorability from Li Erniu, -66..."
Li Erniu's face turned dark at that time, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Little guy, let go of your hands and hurry up to your grandpa's side."
Zhou Shiqi grinned and hugged him tighter with his little fleshy hands.
Li Erniu's head was covered with black lines, and he could only use his free hand to push Zhou Shiqi's head.
However, although Li Erniu's strength is much greater than that of ordinary people, even so, it is far inferior to the now transformed Zhou Shiqi.
Even though Zhou Shiqi's current appearance is just that of a seven or eight-year-old kid, this humanoid state and Erha state have almost no impact on combat power. Zhou Shiqi can still use his strange powers.
Li Erniu was so anxious that he almost scratched his head and ears. The child in front of him was like a piece of dog-skin plaster that could not be shaken off even if it stuck to him.
Outside the gate of Zhenbaozhai, the voice of a short-haired man came in.
"Er Niu, what are you still dawdling about?"
"Come out quickly. If the police arrive too late, we won't be able to escape!"
Hearing this, Li Erniu's expression changed, he picked up the child in his hands and rushed out of the door in a hurry.
Outside, the door of a white van was wide open, and the entire vehicle was ready to go.
When Li Erniu got into the car, the short-haired man gave an order, and the short middle-aged man immediately stepped on the accelerator.
Amidst the unpleasant roar of the engine, a large cloud of blue smoke came out of the exhaust pipe, and then the white minivan rushed out in an instant.
After the white minivan drove far away, Mr. Wang and Zhang Ziqian opened the door of Zhenbaozhai without haste.
Zhang Ziqian covered his injured nose and said in a low voice: "Old man, your grandson was snatched away by that group of people. What should you do now?"
Mr. Wang waved his hand and said, "It's okay. I believe my grandson can return safely."
Zhang Ziqian rolled his eyes. I really don't know where this old man got his confidence. Those people are not good...