Chapter 4225  What Kind of President, Isn't It Fragrant to Set up a Stall? (30)

Alas, still too young.

Seeing her being so stubborn, the aunt shook her head helplessly and sat back in front of her small booth.

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The next afternoon, Su Qiao learned the lesson of the previous day and set off from the house with a trailer at 4 o'clock, ready to take up a good position.

As soon as I walked across the road, before reaching the intersection of the farmers market, I heard someone shouting something.

Immediately afterwards, I found that there was a scene in front of you chasing me.

The tall man in front was holding a two- or three-year-old boy under his arm, and a woman in the back rushed forward, chasing and yelling at passersby for help.

"Catch him, catch him! He stole my child, he's a trafficker."

"Put down my baby! Put down my baby!"

Su Qiao threw away the cart and was about to rush over to help when two men in police uniforms suddenly jumped out of a car and chased after him.

The man in the lead was agile and extremely fast. The trafficker turned his head to see the policeman, threw the child under his arm, and ran forward with all his strength.

The leading policeman picked up the child, shoved it to the men who were chasing after him, and continued to chase.

The little policeman handed the child over to the woman who was catching up: "Hold your child."

The woman's eyes were red, and she hugged her son tightly, her hands were shaking: "Yes, yes, I will definitely hug, I will definitely hug, I will never let go of his hand, never again. loose."

The little policeman continued to chase forward, but at this time, a sudden change happened in front of him.

It turned out that the traffickers couldn't escape the police, and in a panic, they used a knife to hold a passing old lady hostage.

"You...what are you doing?"

The old lady was suddenly forced to the neck by the knife, and her face turned pale with fright.

The trafficker went around her neck with one hand, and pointed the blade of the knife on her carotid artery in the other hand, and shouted nervously: "Old man, be honest, don't move."

"Don't come here! Don't come here, the knife in my hand is not a vegetarian."

Zhou Ronghao didn't expect this guy to be so courageous. He dared to support the hostages in public. He reached out his hand to stop him: "Don't mess around. If you hurt someone, you'll be guilty."

"Get back! Let me go!" The trafficker was completely panicked at this time, holding the old lady back step by step.

After being frightened by this, the old lady was strangled again. At this time, her face became more and more ugly, and she rolled her eyes and was about to faint.

All the onlookers exclaimed.

"Old lady, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Ronghao was a little anxious and didn't dare to go forward.

He looked at the trafficker and reassured: "The old lady may have a heart attack, you should let her go first."

The trafficker is also in a hurry. If the hostage is gone, he will have no bargaining power.

However, instead of letting go, he gritted his teeth, squeezed the old lady's neck even more, and said sharply, "As long as you let me go, I won't hurt her."

"Okay, we'll let you go, you let her go." Zhou Ronghao was afraid that he would jump over the wall, so he had to promise him.

The trafficker looked at them vigilantly and stepped back step by step: "No! As soon as I let go of her, you will immediately arrest me. I will take her with me. When I am safe, I will naturally let her go."

Looking at the old lady who was about to faint, Zhou Ronghao frowned: "Then I'll be your hostage."

"The old lady knew at a glance that her heart was not very good. If something happened to her halfway through, you'd be guilty of a big sin."

The trafficker didn't hesitate at all, "No way!"

He glanced around quickly, and suddenly looked at Su Qiao, who was dragging the car and was slender: "You, come here."