Chapter 110
When the whistling northwest wind hit her drenched body, Song Lan couldn't help shivering, making her feel very cold. But such a cold wind was not as cold as when she heard the man with the umbrella say that the jade ring finger was in Ye Qingling's hand. With suspicion, she shifted her eyes to the same poor daughter-in-law, and then Song Lan was completely disappointed. Because Ye Qingling nodded in bewilderment when facing her questioning eyes.
"Mrs. Qin, please don't worry, we will leave as soon as we get the things, and we will definitely guarantee your personal safety. There is a saying in Huaxia, which is that people stay on the front line so that we can meet each other in the future..." He took the umbrella When the man triumphantly wanted to show off his fluent Chinese, a sentence from the man in the car interrupted his mood at this time.
"Where's the jade ring finger? Hand it over." The man turned Ye Qingling's small bag upside down, and everything was dumped on the driver's seat, except for some necessary items for girls, that is, some change and various items. There are all kinds of bank cards, but there is no jade finger wrench that he desires most. Throwing the small bag on the dashboard all of a sudden, staring at Ye Qingling with a ferocious face.
"Mr. Guitian, you have to know how to cherish fragrance and pity jade. Don't be so fierce. Maybe Ms. Ye forgot where to put it for a while? But..." He took a few steps forward, leaned his upper body into the car, A pair of greedy eyes stared at Ye Qingling: "... If Miss Ye can't remember for a while, I don't mind doing something most annoying to women in this car to wake up your memory. "
It turned out they were Japanese.
Just as Song Lan woke up from the shock that the jade finger was really on Ye Qingling, she happened to hear the man holding the umbrella calling the migrant worker in the car to be Mr. Guitian. The Japanese actually found out that the flying wolf's finger was pulled by me. It seems that the legends about the flying wolf's finger that I heard when I was a child are true.
Song Lan closed her eyes in pain.
When she was a child, she heard from several brothers that the finger ring in her family was related to a treasure. Although she had asked her father over and over again if it was true, she was always put off by the fact that it was just a beautiful legend. However, from then on, the idea that Feilang's thumb could be the key to a certain treasure was deeply planted in the young Song Lan's heart. Because of the teenager's great interest in treasure hunting, she risked being broken by the Red Guards in that ridiculous era, so she hid the jade ring finger in her braid and kept it close to her body. Later, with the passage of time, the legend about the relationship between the flying wolf's finger pulling and a treasure gradually faded in her heart. It was not until the night before her son was enlisted in the army at the age of eighteen that she regarded finger pulling as a kind of treasure. The mother's longing for her son hung around Qin Zhao's neck.
Now, people who came from that distant country, through some means, actually know that Feilang is at the Qin family in Qingdao. As for why the finger was in Ye Qingling's hands, Song Lan was no longer surprised, because she was his son's daughter-in-law.
Maybe this is the reason why everyone is innocent and pregnant, but he is guilty? Alas, Song Lan sighed, shook her head helplessly, and gave it to them as long as she didn't hurt anyone.
Being stared at by the man with the umbrella, Ye Qingling didn't know what was going on, but in this environment, she actually associated his eyes with the eyes of a certain guy. Because that guy also deliberately looked at her with ilulu's eyes representing sex sticks from time to time, which made her very disgusted. But now she suddenly felt that she would rather let that guy stare at her all night than be glanced at by this man. Both contained evil eyes, that guy's would make her blush and her heart beat, while this man's only reminded her of a reptile called a viper.
"I, I don't know, I just put my finger in my bag..." Ye Qingling's teeth were chattering, her pale face and terrified eyes could easily be seen by this man who claimed to be a Huaxia Tong. Not lying. Hmph, the man holding the umbrella snorted, turned around and told the woman: "Miss Yoko, you go up and look for it too, even if you dismantle the car for me, you still have to find it!" Because through Guitian's information, he learned that Mrs. Qin hadn't talked with Ye Qingling about finger-wrestling since she got in the car.
Before the word "yes" came out of Yoko's mouth, the police siren sounded suddenly on the highway coming from the direction of Qingdao. Even a deaf person could hear the loud hooting sound. This is definitely not a police car. the sound made.
Song Lan suddenly turned around in surprise, and she saw a few hundred meters away, the first police car ran over the puddles on the road, speeding at a minimum speed of 130 mph. A person's head sticks out of the car window on the left, and his head is held high in the strong wind, regardless of the splashed water and cold wind, and his eyes are full of anxiety that is connected with her blood.
"Xiao Zhao!" Song Lan recognized at a glance that this guy who never wore a seat belt and dared to stick his head out of the window at such a fast speed was her precious son, Qin Zhao.
The son is here! Son is here to save us! ! The huge surprise made her burst into tears, and a sudden force drove her to turn around and push away the man holding the umbrella in front of her eyes, and ran towards her son, completely ignoring his son's hissing to tell her not to move warn.
The reason why Qin Zhao poked his head out was so that his mother and Ye Qingling could see him earlier. But he never thought that his mother, who was as young as a second, would run towards him desperately. As soon as his mother pushed away a few men and began to run, his thinking stopped numbly, because he saw a man who threw an umbrella on the ground and raised his gun to the running mother.
"Mom!!!" Qin Zhao only had time to shout out the simplest but most representative word, and then watched his mother stagger with a clear gunshot, and threw herself on the road. , no longer moving, letting the icy road cling to the cheek he once kissed.
"Auntie..." Ye Qingling's soul flew out of her head when the gunshot fell to the ground, she just stared blankly at the man who shot, feeling stupid.
"Quick, get in the car!" The man with the umbrella retracted his gun, glanced coldly at Song Lan who was lying on the ground and the police car that suddenly stopped in the green belt beside her, and issued an order to several subordinates: "Return to Tian Get this girl in the back, you *. Yoko go to the back car. Let's get off the highway."
"Ha Yi, Big Ben!"
Amidst the sound of bowing and saying rompers, Da Ben smiled contemptuously at Qin Zhao who was rushing towards his mother, then stepped into the car calmly, and slammed the door tightly. After watching the red BMW start, the subordinates who pointed guns at Qin Zhao slowly retreated into the car, and then the car slowly accelerated and followed Ye Qingling's BMW off the highway.
Qin Zhao straightened his waist slowly, and hugged his mother tightly with both hands, as if as long as he didn't use his strength, his mother's body would become cold. A strand of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, dripping on Song Lan's pale face, like a smear of rouge, red and dazzling.
Creak... bang... A series of brakes and doors opening and closing sounded behind Qin Zhao. Except for the siren of Qin Zhao's car that had broken into the green belt on the roadside, the rest of the police cars that came came saw this. After one scene, they all consciously turned off their sirens.
Wang Dapeng walked a few steps to Qin Zhao's side, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qin..." He just wanted to remind Qin Zhao to send the injured to the hospital as soon as possible, but as soon as he said this, Qin Zhao suddenly raised his head, looking confused. His hair was fluttering in the wind, he stared at Wang Dapeng, and squeezed out the words word by word: "You bunch of trash!"
Wang Dapeng was immediately scolded, if it wasn't because Mr. Qin was Zhanju's fiancé, and if he didn't realize that the injured person was his mother, Wang Dapeng, who is always known for his fiery temper, would have punched him on the cheek. But even though he tried his best to restrain his anger, he couldn't help but turn cold and said: "Who are you calling trash?!"
Not only did Wang Dapeng feel greatly humiliated by Qin Zhao's words calling the police a waste, but even the seven or eight policemen who came later were unwilling. Although everyone does not work in one branch, but with the order of the Municipal Exhibition Bureau, the officers and police of all branches participated in the fastest speed. Although everyone saw the victim's current situation, Qin Zhao's words, you trash, still made them feel very uncomfortable. For a moment, all the eyes looking at Qin Zhao were filled with pity and anger.
Hugging his mother's body and smiling miserably, Qin Zhao turned his head and glanced at the displeased policemen, his eyes gradually filled with bloodshot eyes: "I say you!" Turning around abruptly, it was like a howling moon on the edge of a cliff in Changbai Mountain. Like the wolf king, he yelled at the policemen: "You are a bunch of trash! I say you are a bunch of trash!!" After shouting, he shouted at a policeman who came after him: "You are all a bunch of trash!"
"Qin Zhao! Don't..." Wang Dapeng couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and grabbed his chest as soon as he stretched out his hand: "Don't think that you are the exhibition... um..." The words were not finished yet It was just a muffled hum that was too late to utter, and his body weighing 180 jin suddenly flew straight back, and then landed on the ground with a heavy slap.
"Ah, you dare to attack the police?!" The rest of the police didn't see how Qin Zhao made his move at all. They only saw Wang Dapeng's burly body hitting the road like a kite with a broken string. Out of awareness of danger, several policemen stretched their hands to their waists at the same time.
"Want to use a gun? Hahaha," Qin Zhao laughed arrogantly, holding his mother's body and trembling violently: "Just relying on you trash, how dare you use a gun in front of me? !.
"Mrs. Qin, please don't worry, we will leave as soon as we get the things, and we will definitely guarantee your personal safety. There is a saying in Huaxia, which is that people stay on the front line so that we can meet each other in the future..." He took the umbrella When the man triumphantly wanted to show off his fluent Chinese, a sentence from the man in the car interrupted his mood at this time.
"Where's the jade ring finger? Hand it over." The man turned Ye Qingling's small bag upside down, and everything was dumped on the driver's seat, except for some necessary items for girls, that is, some change and various items. There are all kinds of bank cards, but there is no jade finger wrench that he desires most. Throwing the small bag on the dashboard all of a sudden, staring at Ye Qingling with a ferocious face.
"Mr. Guitian, you have to know how to cherish fragrance and pity jade. Don't be so fierce. Maybe Ms. Ye forgot where to put it for a while? But..." He took a few steps forward, leaned his upper body into the car, A pair of greedy eyes stared at Ye Qingling: "... If Miss Ye can't remember for a while, I don't mind doing something most annoying to women in this car to wake up your memory. "
It turned out they were Japanese.
Just as Song Lan woke up from the shock that the jade finger was really on Ye Qingling, she happened to hear the man holding the umbrella calling the migrant worker in the car to be Mr. Guitian. The Japanese actually found out that the flying wolf's finger was pulled by me. It seems that the legends about the flying wolf's finger that I heard when I was a child are true.
Song Lan closed her eyes in pain.
When she was a child, she heard from several brothers that the finger ring in her family was related to a treasure. Although she had asked her father over and over again if it was true, she was always put off by the fact that it was just a beautiful legend. However, from then on, the idea that Feilang's thumb could be the key to a certain treasure was deeply planted in the young Song Lan's heart. Because of the teenager's great interest in treasure hunting, she risked being broken by the Red Guards in that ridiculous era, so she hid the jade ring finger in her braid and kept it close to her body. Later, with the passage of time, the legend about the relationship between the flying wolf's finger pulling and a treasure gradually faded in her heart. It was not until the night before her son was enlisted in the army at the age of eighteen that she regarded finger pulling as a kind of treasure. The mother's longing for her son hung around Qin Zhao's neck.
Now, people who came from that distant country, through some means, actually know that Feilang is at the Qin family in Qingdao. As for why the finger was in Ye Qingling's hands, Song Lan was no longer surprised, because she was his son's daughter-in-law.
Maybe this is the reason why everyone is innocent and pregnant, but he is guilty? Alas, Song Lan sighed, shook her head helplessly, and gave it to them as long as she didn't hurt anyone.
Being stared at by the man with the umbrella, Ye Qingling didn't know what was going on, but in this environment, she actually associated his eyes with the eyes of a certain guy. Because that guy also deliberately looked at her with ilulu's eyes representing sex sticks from time to time, which made her very disgusted. But now she suddenly felt that she would rather let that guy stare at her all night than be glanced at by this man. Both contained evil eyes, that guy's would make her blush and her heart beat, while this man's only reminded her of a reptile called a viper.
"I, I don't know, I just put my finger in my bag..." Ye Qingling's teeth were chattering, her pale face and terrified eyes could easily be seen by this man who claimed to be a Huaxia Tong. Not lying. Hmph, the man holding the umbrella snorted, turned around and told the woman: "Miss Yoko, you go up and look for it too, even if you dismantle the car for me, you still have to find it!" Because through Guitian's information, he learned that Mrs. Qin hadn't talked with Ye Qingling about finger-wrestling since she got in the car.
Before the word "yes" came out of Yoko's mouth, the police siren sounded suddenly on the highway coming from the direction of Qingdao. Even a deaf person could hear the loud hooting sound. This is definitely not a police car. the sound made.
Song Lan suddenly turned around in surprise, and she saw a few hundred meters away, the first police car ran over the puddles on the road, speeding at a minimum speed of 130 mph. A person's head sticks out of the car window on the left, and his head is held high in the strong wind, regardless of the splashed water and cold wind, and his eyes are full of anxiety that is connected with her blood.
"Xiao Zhao!" Song Lan recognized at a glance that this guy who never wore a seat belt and dared to stick his head out of the window at such a fast speed was her precious son, Qin Zhao.
The son is here! Son is here to save us! ! The huge surprise made her burst into tears, and a sudden force drove her to turn around and push away the man holding the umbrella in front of her eyes, and ran towards her son, completely ignoring his son's hissing to tell her not to move warn.
The reason why Qin Zhao poked his head out was so that his mother and Ye Qingling could see him earlier. But he never thought that his mother, who was as young as a second, would run towards him desperately. As soon as his mother pushed away a few men and began to run, his thinking stopped numbly, because he saw a man who threw an umbrella on the ground and raised his gun to the running mother.
"Mom!!!" Qin Zhao only had time to shout out the simplest but most representative word, and then watched his mother stagger with a clear gunshot, and threw herself on the road. , no longer moving, letting the icy road cling to the cheek he once kissed.
"Auntie..." Ye Qingling's soul flew out of her head when the gunshot fell to the ground, she just stared blankly at the man who shot, feeling stupid.
"Quick, get in the car!" The man with the umbrella retracted his gun, glanced coldly at Song Lan who was lying on the ground and the police car that suddenly stopped in the green belt beside her, and issued an order to several subordinates: "Return to Tian Get this girl in the back, you *. Yoko go to the back car. Let's get off the highway."
"Ha Yi, Big Ben!"
Amidst the sound of bowing and saying rompers, Da Ben smiled contemptuously at Qin Zhao who was rushing towards his mother, then stepped into the car calmly, and slammed the door tightly. After watching the red BMW start, the subordinates who pointed guns at Qin Zhao slowly retreated into the car, and then the car slowly accelerated and followed Ye Qingling's BMW off the highway.
Qin Zhao straightened his waist slowly, and hugged his mother tightly with both hands, as if as long as he didn't use his strength, his mother's body would become cold. A strand of blood flowed down the corner of her mouth, dripping on Song Lan's pale face, like a smear of rouge, red and dazzling.
Creak... bang... A series of brakes and doors opening and closing sounded behind Qin Zhao. Except for the siren of Qin Zhao's car that had broken into the green belt on the roadside, the rest of the police cars that came came saw this. After one scene, they all consciously turned off their sirens.
Wang Dapeng walked a few steps to Qin Zhao's side, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Qin..." He just wanted to remind Qin Zhao to send the injured to the hospital as soon as possible, but as soon as he said this, Qin Zhao suddenly raised his head, looking confused. His hair was fluttering in the wind, he stared at Wang Dapeng, and squeezed out the words word by word: "You bunch of trash!"
Wang Dapeng was immediately scolded, if it wasn't because Mr. Qin was Zhanju's fiancé, and if he didn't realize that the injured person was his mother, Wang Dapeng, who is always known for his fiery temper, would have punched him on the cheek. But even though he tried his best to restrain his anger, he couldn't help but turn cold and said: "Who are you calling trash?!"
Not only did Wang Dapeng feel greatly humiliated by Qin Zhao's words calling the police a waste, but even the seven or eight policemen who came later were unwilling. Although everyone does not work in one branch, but with the order of the Municipal Exhibition Bureau, the officers and police of all branches participated in the fastest speed. Although everyone saw the victim's current situation, Qin Zhao's words, you trash, still made them feel very uncomfortable. For a moment, all the eyes looking at Qin Zhao were filled with pity and anger.
Hugging his mother's body and smiling miserably, Qin Zhao turned his head and glanced at the displeased policemen, his eyes gradually filled with bloodshot eyes: "I say you!" Turning around abruptly, it was like a howling moon on the edge of a cliff in Changbai Mountain. Like the wolf king, he yelled at the policemen: "You are a bunch of trash! I say you are a bunch of trash!!" After shouting, he shouted at a policeman who came after him: "You are all a bunch of trash!"
"Qin Zhao! Don't..." Wang Dapeng couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and grabbed his chest as soon as he stretched out his hand: "Don't think that you are the exhibition... um..." The words were not finished yet It was just a muffled hum that was too late to utter, and his body weighing 180 jin suddenly flew straight back, and then landed on the ground with a heavy slap.
"Ah, you dare to attack the police?!" The rest of the police didn't see how Qin Zhao made his move at all. They only saw Wang Dapeng's burly body hitting the road like a kite with a broken string. Out of awareness of danger, several policemen stretched their hands to their waists at the same time.
"Want to use a gun? Hahaha," Qin Zhao laughed arrogantly, holding his mother's body and trembling violently: "Just relying on you trash, how dare you use a gun in front of me? !.
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