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Chapter 81 Bodyguard

It took Yang Huai a long time to recover, and he ran over like a cheetah, aiming directly at the gun in Xiao Qian's hand.

Seeing him running over, Xiao Qian laughed, turned off the safety, turned the gun twice on her index finger, and then handed it to Yang Huai's hand.

It wasn't until he took the weapon that Yang Huai felt a little at ease.

When he saw Xiao Qian smiling heartlessly again, Yang Huai was furious.

"Smile, smile, are you still laughing? Why don't you, a child, know the importance? Have you ever thought about how dangerous it would be if these four guys were not dealt with?"

Xiao Qian tilted her head and said, "But I solved it very neatly."

Yang Huai was very unhappy. He felt even more depressed when he thought that during this process, he, an old detective, had done nothing and was beaten up.

"Remember, if you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you must leave it to us adults to deal with it, do you understand?"

Xiao Qian was stunned.

"Ah? Do you want me to encounter such a bad thing again?"

Only then did Yang Huai realize that he had said the wrong thing.

"Bah, bah, bah, children's words are not forbidden. But you must remember that when you are in danger, it is the right thing to ask us adults for help, do you understand?"

Xiao Qian pouted, pointed at Xu Hu and others who died suddenly, and suddenly asked: "If this gun is in your hand, are you sure you can kill four people in one go?"

"Of course I..."

Yang Huai's momentum suddenly weakened.

Because as he was talking, he suddenly realized that he really couldn't do it as neatly as Xiao Qian.

During normal training, his pistol shooting is considered to be relatively good among the criminal police team. But with a fifty-meter target, he can only guarantee that three out of ten shots will have ten rings. The rest will miss the target.

The reason is that the accuracy of the pistol is really poor.

The key is that those were the results he achieved after carefully aiming in a stable environment.

Like Xiao Qian, he raised his hand and fired four shots, and the targets were distributed at different angles and positions. No matter how confident he was, he thought it would be difficult to do it in one go.

But if you can't do it in one go, the consequences will be immeasurable.

Thinking of this, Yang Huai became even more frustrated.

"You kid, how do you know how to use weapons?"

Before Xiao Qian had time to answer, the clattering footsteps outside the house quickly approached. Then the director's angry voice sounded outside.

"Xu Hu, why did you shoot? I warn you not to act recklessly, otherwise you will never escape the severe punishment of the law."

Xiao Qian, Yang Huai and others then thought that the gunshots just now probably made the police outside angry.

Yang Huai quickly shouted: "Director, I am Lao Yang. All the kidnappers have been eliminated and the situation is safe."

He slowly walked to the door and was instantly targeted by dozens of guns. But when they saw it was him, the policemen breathed a sigh of relief.

The director took the lead and seemed really anxious. When he saw Yang Huai, he immediately stepped forward.

"Lao Yang, what did you say? Have all the kidnappers been dealt with?"

Yang Huai nodded shamefully.

"Yes, all four kidnappers have been killed and all hostages are safe."

What the director cared about most was obviously the last sentence. After hearing it, he felt exhausted and almost fainted.

After he stabilized himself, he quickly said: "Let's go in."

When they arrived at the house, they saw that Xu Hu and others were indeed dead, while Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue were safe and sound. Yang Zhen had only lost too much blood, and the heavy burden on the director's body had been lifted.

"Okay, okay, well done. Lao Yang, let me take credit for you, you didn't embarrass our police."

After praising Yang Huai, the director quickly ordered: "Quickly, escort the child and this comrade out."

Xiao Qian walked up to Li Qingjue and took her little hand.

"Xiao Qian, can I open my eyes?"

Xiao Qian said gently: "If you can't do it now, just follow me."

As he said that, he pulled Li Qingjue and slowly walked outside the house.

Armed police on both sides quickly surrounded them and protected them in the middle. Another stretcher was brought in, and Yang Zhen was also cared for.

Xiao Qian pulled Li Qingjue and walked slowly all the way under the escort of the special police, and finally arrived outside the factory.

Farewell to the darkness, the sunshine shines down, instantly warming people.

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

Li Qingjue opened his eyes obediently, and after adjusting to the sunlight, he only looked at Xiao Qian.

If he is good, then everything is good.

"Let's go, Dad, Mom and Dad must be worried to death."

Xiao Qian still pulled Li Qingjue, and the two children walked towards the person running opposite.

"Baby, mommy's good baby, you scare mommy to death!"

"Child, are you injured? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mom is here."

At this moment, motherhood fully blossomed. Ai Mi Lan and Xu Mingxia ran the fastest, threw themselves in front of Xiao Qian and Li Qingjue, held their children tightly in their arms, and could never let go.

Only when you face the moment of loss will it become so precious to have it again.

Xiao Guoji and Li Jianguo also quickly followed. Although they were not as excited as the women, they were in tears, and they were so embarrassed after the disaster.

Amy Lan hugged Li Qingjue and cried loudly. It took a long time before she recovered and started to tidy up Li Qingjue.

"My sweetheart scares mom to death, you know?"

Li Qingjue still smiled like a flower.

"Mom, I'm not afraid."

Xiao Qian poked her head out of Xu Mingxia's arms and asked strangely: "Why do you call my mother mom?"

Li Qingjue said confidently: "Mom is mother."

"oh……"

Xiao Qian understood.

Turning around again, she met Xu Mingxia's slightly trembling eyes, and Xiao smiled brightly.

"Mother."

"Eh."

Xu Mingxia responded cheerfully and hugged Xiao Qian tightly again.

For a moment, the laughter of the four adults echoed like bells in the bright sunshine.

In the abandoned factory, the detectives in charge of the case filed in. Seeing the sudden death of Xu Hu and others, they all exclaimed.

"Wow, Captain Yang, you are awesome. You are a lone hero and a peerless master."

Yang Huai smiled extremely helplessly.

"not me."

The detective didn't believe it.

"How is that possible? You are the most powerful in our police force, and you are the only one here. If not you, who else could it be?"

Yang Huai played with the gun in his hand and said, "I said it was the little boy who did it. Do you believe it?"

The detective's face was a little tight and he couldn't even laugh properly.

"Haha, don't be joking."

Yang Huai pointed at the location where Xu Hu and others were shot, and asked: "Look at their wounds. They were all shot at the same time. It was the pistol in my hand that shot them. Who do you think can do this in our police force?"

Do it?"

The criminal policeman looked at the pistol and was speechless.

"Isn't it? Just rely on such a pistol? Kill with a gun? Are you sure this is not a movie?"

Yang Huai shook his head.

"This is what I saw with my own eyes."

The policemen in the room looked at each other in confusion, as if they were listening to something from heaven.

Xiao Qian, Li Qingjue and Yang Zhen were sent to the hospital. They were all more or less injured. Without proper examination and treatment, many people would not be able to rest assured.

Not long after, Xiao Qian met Yang Huai again, who also came to treat his injuries.

This experienced old detective was like a curious baby at this moment, constantly testing Xiao Qian's background.

"Xu Hu and others are unemployed vagrants. They usually eat well and are lazy, but they spend money lavishly. I don't know how I learned that you are rich, so I became evil and wanted to kidnap you and ask for ransom."

Even if he didn't say anything, Xiao Qian already knew.

But Xiao Qian was also curious.

"Where did they get the guns?"

The weapons of Xu Hu and others were not made by some local workshop, and they were too harmful.

The police have obviously investigated clearly.

"During the turmoil, Xu Hu participated in armed fighting and took advantage of the chaos to hide the gun. The ancestors of the four guys had fought in the civil war. They should have obtained it from the US military officers through some channels. Later, the country suppressed bandits and collected the weapons.

, these people secretly hid their guns without being discovered."

Only then did Xiao Qian understand why the four stupid kidnappers had such brutal weapons.

However, his doubts have been resolved, but Yang Huaike has not yet.

"Xiao Qian, you haven't told your uncle yet, how come you are so proficient in using weapons?"

Xiao Qian happened to see the person walking into the ward.

"What's weird about me being able to use weapons? Uncle Feng already knew it."

The person who came was none other than Feng Zhiyang.

Several soldiers filed in, bringing flowers and fruits. Feng Zhiyang was particularly proud after hearing Xiao Qian's words.

"Yes, Xiao Qian is born to use a gun. I was scared when I saw it for the first time."

With active military personnel testifying, Yang Huai finally stopped worrying about this issue.

Feng Zhiyang came here not only for a visit, but also with a mission.

He pointed to a very young but neat soldier who followed them in and said: "Xiao Qian, this is Comrade Gu Hui. He has received the order and will be responsible for protecting your safety from now on."

Xiao Qian looked at this person seriously, always feeling that this guy had an extraordinary origin. After thinking about it, he realized the name of this person and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, your name is Gu Hui?"

The soldier smiled kindly.

"Yes, my name is Gu Hui."

Xiao Qian didn't know what she was thinking of, her eyes were rolling around.

"Your name is Gu Hui, then why aren't you bald?"


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