Yang Jiabo looked around and saw that this was the entrance to the Cinema in the city center with the most people. So he took action. He stepped forward with his short legs and rushed in front of the trafficker like a small cannonball with full firepower.
He calculated it very well. After rushing over, he would jump with all his strength, and then hit the human trafficker in the abdomen, which would definitely make him fall down. The ideal was beautiful, but the reality was cruel.
Yang Jiabo had misjudged the heights of him and the trafficker. After jumping up, it seemed that instead of a soft abdomen, there was a big lump. Yang Jiabo's face suddenly cracked, and there were only a few words in his mind - cracked egg on top of my head.
"Ouch——" A scream followed by painful cursing. Yang Jiabo turned around stiffly, and the human trafficker fell down, but he was not covering his stomach, but his balls with a twisted look on his face.
F*ck, it's really a broken egg. It’s so disgusting. When I go back, I must shave my head and wash it a hundred times. I don’t know if this person has any unclean disease. Has he washed his underwear? The more I think about it, the dirtier and disgusting it becomes.
When Yang Jiabo came to his senses, he was already kicking the egg with his little feet with a ferocious look on his face, trying to make the egg break more. The crowd around looked at the ferocious child with blank expressions, as if they was dreaming.
The human trafficker never expected that a little boy would be so cruel now. By the time he reacted and knocked the boy over, he would have no descendants.
Yang Jiabo was pushed to the ground by a strong force, and he came to his senses only after feeling pain in his tender arms and butt. Suddenly he started crying hysterically, and shouted in a childish and milky voice: "You are a bad person, we don't know you, why did you take my brother? You must be a human trafficker that my mother said."
"Where did this little beggar come from? What are you yelling about?" The human trafficker denied in panic, enduring the pain and holding his breath.
Only then did the people around him notice the 'sleeping' child and finally realized that he was a human trafficker. Immediately, the kind-hearted uncles and aunts surrounded the human trafficker. Although one of the two children was dressed like a young master and the other was dressed like a beggar, they didn't look like brothers, but such young child would definitely not lie.
While crying, Yang Jiabo moved closer to the abducted child and held on to the corner of his clothes. From time to time, he pinched the 'young master' with his little hands, thinking why he still didn't wake up, he was sleeping like a dead pig. He thought whose stupid kid this was, but later he found out that the child was drugged.
"You are a bad person, a human trafficker." Yang Jiabo shouted repeatedly.
When the trafficker saw more and more people surrounding him, he felt guilty, so he held his broken egg and tried to escape. People around him blocked him intentionally or unintentionally, and the security guards in the cinema rushed out to catch him.
This cinema wasn't far from Xicheng Police Station, and the two children and the human trafficker were sent to the police station. The abducted boy was about seven or eight years old. He kept sleeping and couldn't be woken up. The police at the police station knew what was going on.
But when the policeman looked at the human trafficker, who was holding his egg and unable to straighten his waist because of pain, his face looked a little strange for a moment. Yang Jiabo didn't care about that, he simply told the police his home address and asked the police uncle to take him home. He felt that if he didn't wash his hair, his hair might rot.
After finishing the notes, the young master also woke up under Yang Jiabo's enthusiastic call (and pinching). However his expression was very bad, and he stared at Yang Jiabo with a calm and handsome face.
Yang Jiabo secretly put away his little paws with a guilty conscience. "You're awake, don't worry, the police will take you home."
The young master looked around and his expression softened when he saw the policemen. The young policeman kindly poured him a glass of water and asked him to drink some water to calm down his shock.
The young master thanked him and sat on a simple wooden chair, drinking water with an elegant posture. He was born well and had a good upbringing. Yang Jiabo curled his lips in disdain, he hated this kind of proud man. He would never admit that he was just jealous.
"Uncle policeman, when will you take me home? If I don't go back, my mother will beat me to death." Yang Jiabo blinked his big dark eyes and looked at the policeman in front of him.
"I'll send you back right away. You little devil is not even afraid of human trafficker, are you still afraid of getting beaten?" The policeman smiled and touched his furry little head.
Yang Jiabo wrinkled his face bitterly and said, "That's because you don't know, my mother is much more terrifying than the human traffickers."
What he said was the truth, but no one present believed it. They still had a good impression of this clever little guy who dared to fight against human trafficker. Although it was a little sloppy and a little bold, it was still pretty good.
"Okay, I'll take you back now. How could you say that about your mother?" The policeman picked him up with a smile, told his colleagues and walked out.
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