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Published at 3rd of March 2023 05:15:50 AM


Chapter 3780: Chase, don't let them get away

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  Chapter 3780 Chase, don’t let them run away

  Old lady Xie felt as if struck by lightning when she heard the words, she opened her mouth, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on her body - what is Qiao Nianlai doing? Could it be that she knew something?

  **

  Five thirty in the morning.

  The small town is shimmering in the morning light, and the sky is still bright.

  In a dilapidated tube building, a man in shabby clothes with a beard and a scruffy face opened the door and poked his head out for a while.

   After confirming that he didn't see anyone, he quietly stepped aside and said to the old man and the other behind him: "I saw, there is no one outside. You can come out."

After a while, a thin old man and a little boy who was only six or seven years old came out from behind him. The old man held the little boy's hand and stood at the door to thank the man: "Lian, thank you. I have caused you trouble these two days If it weren't for you..."

The sloppy man supported him and refused to let him thank him. He said vaguely: "Mr. Mi, don't thank me. I should thank you. If it weren't for your Nansi Alliance to help our village, I can't live now."

   "Grandpa, let's go." The little boy seemed to be in a hurry, pulling the old man's clothes and urging him to leave.

  The old man raised his hand and rubbed his hair, and comforted him softly: "Hey, wait a minute. Grandpa will finish talking to uncle right away."

The man named Ryan looked at him and then at the unhappy child with pouting lips, rubbed his brows, and finally persuaded him: "Mr. Mi, I shouldn't talk too much, but you are kind to me. I still want to remind you. The news came too suddenly this time, and I'm afraid there may be fraud..."

   "I know, thank you." The old man rubbed the little boy's hair again, and looked up at him, only with a helpless expression on his face.

  How could he not know how 'false' the news that the so-called adoptive mother wanted to see them was so 'fake', but the child insisted on going to see the mother.

  He can't help it either.

  Michelle whispered: "It's enough for me to hide for so many years. At worst, I will die and give it to them."

  **

  The grove is at the entrance of the forest not far from the town, and it becomes more and more desolate as we go.

   This kind of dim time.

  There was no pedestrian on the road, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

   "Grandpa, where do you think mother will wait for us?"

   "She didn't mean in the woods."

   "Then grandpa, can we find mother in the past?"

   "..."

  As they entered the range of the grove step by step, everything was abnormally quiet.

  The old man's heart sank, and he was not in the mood to comfort the cheerful child. He looked around vigilantly, and held the little boy firmly.

   What should come will still come.

   Just when they had completely entered the range of the grove, there was a sound of hee-hee rustling, like approaching footsteps.

  The old man's face suddenly changed, he grabbed his grandson's hand and shouted instinctively: "Run!"

  He pulled his grandson and ran away.

  This area is full of woods, interspersed with various trails, and the terrain is very complicated.

  The old man was obviously familiar with the terrain, so he dropped a smoke bomb that he carried with him to avoid the first wave of follow-up from these people, and ran away with the child in a blink of an eye.

   "Fuck, let them go!"

   "Ahem, this old man is wearing a smoke bomb!"

  Old lady Xie was the most angry person, and immediately shouted: "Why are you still standing there, chase after me!"

   After the thick smoke dissipated a little, the group of people immediately divided into three groups and chased in three different directions, and they were bound to catch up with them.

  (end of this chapter)




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