Young mother who lost her child

  Liu Ziguang understood that Fourth Brother was definitely a big hoodlum in this area, so he didn't let the brothers go back, but instead had them all go to the company to sleep on the floor. The residential area had an iron gate and surveillance cameras, and people were densely packed together, making it difficult for anyone to launch a surprise attack.

  A group of people were still reluctant to part with the scene, discussing the scene just now, but not the confrontation with the fourth brother, but the spring light in the gun room.

  "Damn it, that No. 2 was too wild, sat on me and twisted around a few times, I surrendered in no time, can't find her next time."

  "I'm even more miserable than you, I came out while blowing the flute and sprayed Miss with a mouthful."

  There are also fierce ones like Bei Xiaoshuai, who were in the midst of a heated battle and only stopped halfway to come and reinforce when they heard the commotion over here. Now that I think about it, I still feel unfulfilled, and can only sigh with regret.

  Found a DVD, made some pirated discs for everyone to watch, the axe, steel pipe and wooden stick were all within reach, ready to respond to an attack at any time. Liu Ziguang pulled Bei Xiaoshuai to the window.

  "Xiao Bei, have you heard of that guy called Si Ge?"

  "Uh-huh, I know, this place is quite big, and Hu Qingchi seems to be in charge of it."

  "How is Zhang Biao?"

  "Zhang Biao is just a rural-urban migrant worker leader, not even worthy of shining shoes for Fourth Brother."

  "Ah," Liu Ziguang thoughtfully rubbed his chin: "Xiao Bei, are you afraid?"

  "Chicken feathers! Compared to you, Liu Ziguang, Lao Si is just a piece of trash. He's intimidated as soon as he sees we have more people. What kind of 'Lao Da' (big brother) is that? Bullshit!" Bei Xiaoshuai was full of passion and followed Liu Ziguang around, so he had the guts to say this.

  "Good, there's a kind." Liu Ziguang nodded in approval.

  ……

  At 6:00 am, Liu Ziguang got up and went out for a run wearing a T-shirt and sneakers. There weren't many people outside yet, mostly elderly people doing morning exercises and young people rushing to work or school.

  Ran to the street corner near the high slope, saw the bike repair shop's Guo Dage had already set up his stall early, tricycle, toolbox, water basin, four air cylinders lined up in a row, the old man was fiddling with an old-fashioned ladies' bicycle, next to him stood a young girl, wearing a plain white dress, simple ponytail, pure smile, it was their neighbor Xiao Xue.

  Mr. Guo used the wrench to tighten it a couple more times, picked up the bicycle and bounced it on the ground a few times, showing off its good shock absorption, and said to Xiaoxue: "Alright, this bike is now yours for free, you'll get to school much faster from now on."

  The red Phoenix bicycle, with its oil-soaked cotton threads gleaming brightly, had new spokes on the wheels that shone like diamonds. The chain was well-lubricated with yellow oil, and there was even a metal basket with a lid at the front of the bike, just the right size for holding a school bag. Little Snow's face lit up like a bright red apple as she gazed at the unexpected gift. Clearly, she was familiar with Old Man Guo, because instead of declining the gift, she accepted it calmly: "Thank you, Grandpa Guo! When I grow up and start working, I'll definitely buy you an electric tricycle!"

  Mr. Guo smiled kindly, and the little yellow dog beside him wagged its tail, circling around Xiaoxue excitedly.

  Liu Ziguang ran up and stopped in his tracks, smiling and asking: "This car is pretty good, isn't it? Old Man Guo's craftsmanship is really something."

  When she saw Liu Ziguang, Xiaoxue's voice suddenly became softer: "Uncle, I should go to school now. Goodbye, Grandpa Guo, goodbye, Uncle."

  As she spoke, she rode her bicycle away swiftly, the little yellow dog running ahead and barking to lead the way. Xiaoxue rang the bicycle bell, laughing loudly, and the girl's joyful laughter was even clearer than the bell.

  "Alas, this child has a hard life." Mr. Guo sighed and continued to sit down and repair the bike, pointing at the small stool and saying to Liu Ziguang: "Sit for a while?"

  "I won't stay any longer, I still have things to do. See you later, Old Man Guo." Liu Ziguo also ran off in big strides.

  ……

  The day before, Liu Ziguo was on night shift and now it's his rest time, so he can move around freely. He exercises while walking forward leisurely, when a middle-aged woman carrying a two or three-year-old boy comes towards him in a hurry, with a flustered expression. What's strange is that the woman's clothing is obviously outdated, her face is pale yellow, like someone from the suburbs, but the little boy is plump and fair-skinned, wearing a very neat Snoopy outfit. These two people can't be connected no matter what.

  The woman holding the child and Liu Ziguo brushed past each other, Liu Ziguo couldn't help but turn his head to look back suspiciously, however the child didn't cry or make a fuss, maybe it was just a nanny after all.

  She shrugged and continued walking forward, turned a corner, and saw a red Volvo S40 parked by the road. A black-suited woman with an anxious expression was pacing back and forth, constantly looking around the flowerbeds and behind the streetlights, calling out: "Xiao Cheng, stop playing hide-and-seek with Mommy."

  Several enthusiastic women passing by surrounded and asked: "What's wrong?"

  The young woman said anxiously: "I just went into the convenience store by the road and bought some things. When I came out, my child was gone."

  The sympathetic women said: "Hurry up and look for her, if not, report to the police. There have been many cases of child abduction recently, and our community entrance is full of notices looking for missing children."

  Upon hearing this, the young woman's anxiety grew, her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows and large eyes furrowed, with a hint of redness around her eyes. She picked up her phone to dial the emergency number.

  At this time, Liu Ziguang walked up and said: "Sister, is your child two or three years old, wearing a Snoopy suit?"

  "Really? Where did you see it?" The young woman hastily put down the phone and grabbed Liu Ziguang as if grasping a lifesaving straw.

  "There's a rural woman over there carrying something away!" Liu Ziguang pointed in the direction she came from.

  It was confirmed that she had been kidnapped. The young woman reacted quickly, hastily saying thank you, and rushed into the car, not even bothering to fasten her seatbelt. She hurriedly searched for the keys to start the engine, but in her haste, she couldn't find them in her large handbag. The young woman was on the verge of tears when Liu Ziguang saw the situation and didn't say much, immediately taking off in pursuit of the middle-aged peasant woman who had escaped.

  Today, Liu Ziguang wore sneakers and ran particularly fast. If there weren't many pedestrians on the road, with this speed, participating in the National Games and winning a short-distance running championship would be easy. In an instant, he ran past several hundred meters, only to see a middle-aged woman stuffing her child into a black Santana.

  "Halt!" Liu Ziguang shouted loudly, accelerating and rushing over. The human trafficker didn't hesitate either, diving into the car, and the rear door slammed shut with a "bang". The car hadn't even turned off its engine, and it sped away as soon as the accelerator was pressed.

  No matter how capable Liu Ziguang is, he's still just two legs of flesh and blood, and can't outrun four wheels, a 1.8-liter engine driving a car, even if this car is mediocre, it's only a Santana.

  Although it was rush hour in the morning, Santana took the road out of town, which had relatively fewer vehicles, and the driver's driving skills were not bad either. After overtaking several cars, Liu Ziguang was left behind.

  Just as the Santana driven by the human trafficker was about to disappear from view with the child, Liu Ziguang, in a state of extreme anxiety, grabbed hold of a cyclist on the slow lane, pulled him down without hesitation, and got on the bike himself. He bent his body, pedaling furiously like a whirlwind, his speed comparable to that of the Tour de France.

  On the road, I saw such a strange scene, a bicycle flying on the fast lane, continuously overtaking more than a dozen cars. Some drivers couldn't help but look at their speedometers after realizing they were being overtaken by the bicycle, and their eyes almost popped out when they took a look.

  Liu Ziguang pedaled his bicycle at a speed of sixty kilometers per hour, flying forward with the wind whistling past. If a car were traveling at this speed, it would be considered slow, but for a bicycle to reach such a high speed is absolutely astonishing and beyond human limits!

  Originally, the people inside Santana thought they had shaken off that person and slowed down, but when the driver inadvertently glanced at the rearview mirror, he was frightened and shouted loudly, stepping on the accelerator. The distance, which had already shortened to 20-30 meters, suddenly widened again. Two wheels are no match for four wheels after all.

  The road ahead was wide and empty, perfect for speeding. Santana floored it and sped off for 400-500 meters, leaving Liu Ziguang in the dust. Unfortunately, she hit a red light and the several lanes ahead were packed with cars. Santana tried to squeeze through, but unfortunately, these vehicles were either large trucks or buses, leaving no gap to slip through.

  Behind him, Liu Ziguang saw the opportunity and let out a loud roar. The small universe exploded, fortunately he was riding a Giant bicycle that was still of decent quality. If it were an ordinary bike, it would have probably fallen apart already. This speed had long exceeded the design range of bicycles, even for Giant, which was already on the verge of falling apart and making strange noises everywhere.

  Eyes fixed on the red light, the numbers were decreasing second by second. Liu Ziguang pedaled the bike as if it was flying, the wheel bearings turned red, and the handlebars creaked loudly. The people inside Santana kept turning their heads back, honking the horn frantically. Finally, the red light went out, the yellow light flashed twice, and the green light came on. Just as the car in front started moving, Liu Ziguang's bicycle also arrived, but unfortunately, at this moment, the bicycle finally couldn't withstand the torture and fell apart.

  At the moment when the frame was scattered, Liu Ziguang flew up like a big bird rushing towards Santana, but ultimately still one step late, did not catch the car, only grabbed the rear bumper.

  Santana rushed forward and dragged Liu Ziguang to the ground. At this time, a traffic motorcycle police officer on duty by the side of the road discovered the anomaly and sounded the alarm, chasing after them.

  The police also joined the chase, and the people in Santana became even more frantic, starting to drive on a winding road, trying to shake off Liu Ziguang on one hand and block the traffic police motorcycle on the other.

  "Black Santana 7557, pull over immediately!" The police's command came from the loudspeaker, but Santana remained defiant. However, their misfortune was about to arrive as Liu Ziguang had already grabbed onto the rear bumper and climbed up.

  The driver is focusing on driving, occasionally glancing at the police motorcycle in the rearview mirror with his peripheral vision. Several children in the car are wailing loudly, accompanied by the sound of sirens and crying voices, as well as the angry honking of cars that have witnessed this scene, causing chaos on the road.

  Suddenly, a hand stretched out from the window of the co-pilot's seat and knocked politely on the glass. The man sitting in the co-pilot's seat was startled, but before he could react, the hand had already clenched into a fist and struck with great force, shattering the window with one punch. The hand then reached in and grasped the man's throat, crushing his neck with a single squeeze.

  The driver was flustered and hastily sounded the horn, but the person on top of the car did not fall off. Instead, he directly opened the left front door, pulled out the man in the passenger seat with one hand, and flipped himself into the car.

  The man on the passenger seat was heavily thrown to the ground, and the heavy Steyr truck behind had no time to brake, directly rolling over him. Immediately after, another Dongfeng truck drove by without stopping, until 4 or 5 cars later, the traffic slowly came to a halt. By then, the man was no longer human in shape, but a meat pie that could only be scooped into a bowl with a spoon.

  Liu Ziguang yanked the handbrake while violently turning the steering wheel, causing Santana to let out a piercing shriek as it skidded on the asphalt road, coming to a stop with its engine dead. The smell of burnt rubber wafted through the air as the wheels and asphalt rubbed against each other, bringing all traffic on the entire street to a standstill.

  After experiencing such an unbelievable thing, the driver was already stunned, his two legs trembling, a smell of urine under the driver's seat, Liu Ziguang got out of the car and dragged him down from the driver's seat like a dead dog, punching and kicking: "You asked for it! You asked for it!"

  At this time, the police motorcycle also arrived. Just as the police were about to say something, the middle-aged woman on the back seat suddenly pushed open the car door and ran wildly. Liu Ziguang pointed at her and shouted loudly: "Catch her, she's a human trafficker!"

  Motorcycle police didn't take off their helmets, they chased after her immediately, like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, and pinned the middle-aged woman's arm behind her back.

  The driver, frightened and beaten, had fainted with his mouth foaming. It was only then that Liu Ziguang let out a sigh of relief and walked over to the car to find two little boys, one black and one white, staring at him with wide eyes on the back seat, no longer crying.

  The traffic police handcuffed the human trafficker and walked over to take a look, exclaiming in surprise: "How is it you?"

  Liu Ziguang took a look at this traffic police officer and found that he was also an acquaintance. Wasn't this Li Shangting, who was known for being strict in law enforcement?

  Traffic came to a standstill, with all the cars on the road stopping because of a serious car accident and a police chase. The drivers who had witnessed Liu Ziguang's heroic actions got out of their cars and spontaneously applauded.

  At this moment, a red Volvo S40 came chasing after me at a crazy speed, the front bumper had already fallen off, and the right headlight was also smashed, it seemed that this road trip was also thrilling.