Tao Yao shouted at the top of her lungs, coupled with her sharp whistle, which intimidated this group of shady human traffickers from her aura.
The man who was pushing Jiang Qing to take off his clothes in the car couldn't help but be stunned.
Just when he was distracted and looking at Zhao Taoyao, Jiang Qing seized the opportunity, broke free from his grasp, and stumbled in the opposite direction of Zhao Taoyao.
Zhao Taoyao's car was parked under the bright street lights. It was obvious that she was just a thin girl, but Jiang Qing subconsciously felt that she was the one who could save him in such a dangerous and emergency situation.
It happened that in the row of shops on the street, someone heard Zhao Taoyao shouting about human traffickers and found that the child he had left in the shop was missing.
The woman who lost her child screamed: "My daughter is missing. My daughter is missing. The child's father, Xiaoxiao, is missing. There are traffickers over there. It must be the traffickers over there!"
When it comes to stranger things, they may just come and watch the fun, but when opening a shop on this street, they are basically relatives and very familiar neighbors.
When they heard that someone's child was missing, they all got up and rushed over, yelling and cursing.
This van is a specialized human trafficking gang. As soon as I heard that they were causing trouble, there were three or four children locked up in the van. It was impossible to tie up one more person and bring them all in. I quickly got in the van and locked them up.
He walked out the door and ran away.
The father who had lost his daughter ran to the corner and saw the van running away.
Zhao Taoyao said decisively: "Call the police, call the police quickly. I have memorized the license plate number and characteristics of that car. As long as the people who call the police stop them in time, it will definitely be too late!"
Everyone immediately hurriedly called the police.
Jiang Qing, who finally ran to Zhao Taoyao, closed his eyes and fainted facing Zhao Taoyao.
To be precise, it's not dizziness, it's the onset of the chronic sedative drugs injected in the mental hospital, and he is now in a state of falling asleep at any time.
Zhao Taoyao watched helplessly as Jiang Qing fell towards her, and could only reach out to catch him.
The man lying in his arms didn't look short, about 1.78 meters tall, but he really didn't have any extra flesh on his body. It felt like he was so skinny that he only had a skeleton left. He might not even be 100 meters tall.
It didn't even weigh a pound, so Zhao Taoyao reached out and caught it.
But the way she caught Jiang Qing was really tiring. One hand was holding the faucet of the battery car, the other was supporting Jiang Qing, and her feet were still trying hard to stay on the ground. Even her toes were straining.
The kind that sticks to the ground.
She remained in this position and couldn't move. She could only shout to Jiang Qing: "Hey, no, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? Why are you touching me after I saved you?"
Why are you still wearing a hospital gown? What's your situation? Do you want me to call the police for you or take you to the hospital?"
Jiang Qing was in a daze, with the last bit of consciousness left. He shook his head vigorously and said in a pleading tone: "Don't call the police. Don't send me to the hospital. If my uncles know about it, they will definitely take me back."
Lock me up, please, take me out of here, please..."
He clutched Zhao Taoyao's clothes tightly, as if grasping the last straw to save his life. His tone was full of pleading, as if Zhao Taoyao would collapse if he refused.
Zhao Taoyao seemed to be helpless by his begging. She said helplessly: "Okay, okay, if you still have the strength, climb behind my battery car and sit down. I will take you back to my house first and wait until you feel better."
Bar."
Jiang Qing used the last of his consciousness and with the help of Zhao Taoyao, he climbed into the back seat, put his arms around her waist, leaned on her not-so-thick shoulders, and slowly fell asleep, completely losing consciousness.
Before losing consciousness, he only remembered that he smelled the fragrance of her hair, which made people feel inexplicably reassuring.
Zhao Taoyao was riding a battery scooter speeding on the road.
Simple roadside stall clothes, a tattered electric car, and a beautiful boy wearing a hospital gown in the back seat.
Everything put together is so outrageous and reasonable.
The Slag Elimination System breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, you are quite powerful and successfully rescued the person, otherwise your mission in this plane would have ended immediately."
Zhao Taoyao's hair was messed up by the evening breeze. Winter was about to come, and the late autumn evening wind was already a bit cold on her face. It was so cold that her face was almost numb.
She really couldn't understand the system's excitement, so she asked with a straight face: "Is there anything to be happy about? Can your company choose a poorer position next time?"
My life principle and creed used to be that I would rather suffer the suffering of love than suffer the suffering of poverty."
The slag removal system encouraged Zhao Taoyao: "Come on! I believe you can make a fortune again in this world, but now you have to support Jiang Qing! You are not fighting alone!"
Zhao Taoyao: "...I have never been so poor in my entire life!"
After riding a scooter back home, luckily her family rented a partition room on the first floor, otherwise it would have been difficult to carry such a man upstairs.
Zhao Taoyao thought of letting Jiang Qing sleep on the only small sofa in the house, but at the age of seventeen, he was already starting to lose weight, and the small sofa could not even fit half of his height.
She had no choice but to let Jiang Qing sleep on her little bed, and she went to sleep on the sofa holding the blanket.
Jiang Qing slept until midnight the next day. When he opened his eyes, he didn't realize where he was.
There is no sharp wake-up call every morning, nor are there sedative drugs that must be taken under surveillance as soon as you wake up.
The quilt he was covered with was not the cold pure white quilt in the hospital. It was a pink quilt cover dotted with light-colored florals, which was the same scent as the fragrance of her hair that he smelled last night.
This sleep was the most comfortable he had had in the four years since he was sent to the mental hospital.
Oh, he remembered what happened last night. He escaped from the mental hospital, walked for a long time, and was almost forced into a car. A warm-hearted girl appeared and rescued him in time.
Then he pestered her and begged her to take him away. This should be her home.
He sat up and looked at the room in front of him.
This room is very small, a small independent one-bedroom, estimated to be less than twenty square meters.
Although Majong is small and well-equipped, this small one-bedroom apartment has a small kitchen, a small bathroom, and a small living room. There is nothing except the necessary furniture.
Compared with where he lived before, it was not as big as a bathroom in his previous home.
However, the entire room was kept spotless inside and out, and the colors and arrangements were also carefully arranged. At first glance, it looked like a room cleaned by someone who lived attentively.
He looked around the room and found no one there. Could it be that he had gone out?
Jiang Qing couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Someone saved him last night, but he didn't even see clearly what they looked like.