"What the fuck do you think you're doing, let go of !" The burly man tried to yank his wrist free, but at that mont, he found his wrist seed welded into the other's palm. No matter how much he pulled, he couldn't break free.
The person holding the burly man's wrist, if not Ding Fan, then who else could it be?
Back at the Ning Family Pharmacy, Ding Fan had heard that so utterly conscienceless human traffickers kidnapped children all over the country. The better-off ones would sell the children to families in need, while the more ruthless ones would dissect the children and sell their body organs.
When Ding Fan heard of such evil deeds, he was furious. Everyone has children. Kidnapping others' children for money is simply inhumane, and how would the parents who lost their children face life afterward?
Today, although Ding Fan wasn't certain about the boy's situation, he couldn't just watch these people bully a little child.
At this mont, Ding Fan was completely ignoring what the burly man next to him was saying. He calmly looked at the frightened child nearby. "Kid, who are these people, and why are they trying to catch you?"
"Uncle... save , they are traffickers, I want to find my dad, I want to find my mom..." After the child spoke, tears flowed out again.
Listening to the child's words, Ding Fan's brows furrowed, it seed these n were indeed traffickers.
By now, there was commotion here, and quite a few people gathered around to watch. When they heard that those n were traffickers, the crowd started murmuring amongst themselves.
"Fuck, mind your own business, or I'll kill you!" The burly man saw more and more people gathering around, and he began to panic a bit, as it wouldn't be good if things escalated. He then viciously threatened Ding Fan.
Ding Fan had no intention of letting these hooligans go. Seeing them act so arrogantly, how could Ding Fan possibly let them off?
Instantly, Ding Fan tightened his grip with his right hand, and the forrly arrogant expression of the burly man vanished. He started howling in pain imdiately.
"Guys, stab him for !" The burly man, despite his intense pain, didn't forget to order his subordinates to teach Ding Fan a lesson.
The two accomplices the burly man brought along each pulled out a short knife from their bosoms at this mont.
Seeing the knives, so of the faint-hearted bystanders simply walked away, while those bolder ones stood far off to the side.
To the onlookers, Ding Fan, appearing weak and solitary, fighting against three n seed impossible, especially now that his opponents had pulled out daggers.
"Fuck, for ddling, I'm going to stab you to death today!"
The two subordinates of the burly man flashed their daggers and lunged directly at Ding Fan, provoking a wave of gasps from the surrounding crowd.
But the scene of Ding Fan being stabbed and falling bloodied to the ground didn't occur, to everyone's disbelief. Ding Fan quickly kicked out with his right leg twice.
The two n hadn't even reached Ding Fan yet when he sent each flying with a kick, flipping them over onto the ground.
"Wow... so cool..."
"This young man clearly has had training, just the way he kicked, you can't do that without five or six years of practice."...
"Well done, young man, beat those evil traffickers to death..."
At this mont, a few conscientious people among the crowd started cheering Ding Fan on.
The two subordinates, staggering a bit, got up from the ground. Since this was after all a public area, Ding Fan couldn't just kill them outright. Even if he was formidable, he couldn't contend against the might of the state.
At this ti, Ding Fan was holding the burly man's arm with one hand, his face full of composure, while the burly man was nearly crying.
"Help ... quick, my arm is about to break." The burly man cried pitifully while holding his arm.
The two subordinates, after getting up, exchanged glances and then turned around to leave.
In their eyes, Ding Fan was clearly a tough guy. He was holding the burly man with one hand and had kicked them both to the ground with a single foot each. With such strength, if they went to rescue their boss, they'd probably just end up being beaten themselves.
So, the two simply left the burly man behind and squeezed out of the crowd to make their escape.
Ding Fan had no intention of chasing after those two. When he kicked them earlier, although he couldn't kill them with one kick, he had subtly used so True Qi. Those two n would never be able to be real n again; their genitals would stay limp for life.
This was his way of ensuring they would not have descendants.
The burly man was completely dumbfounded by now. He hadn't expected his two subordinates to just abandon him like that. He cursed all the female relatives of his subordinates in his heart.
"Brother... Brother, I was wrong, please let go of , my arm is about to break..." At this point, the burly man truly couldn't bear it any longer.
The power in Ding Fan's palm was such that even steel bars could be twisted out of shape, let alone the burly man's arm now.
"Kill him! Kill him, such a person deserves to be killed!"
"To steal soone's child, they're utterly heartless..."
"Kill him, one less nace if such a person dies..."
At this mont, so people around began to voice their support for Ding Fan. They too hated the traffickers, but had remained silent out of fear of retaliation. Now that the trafficker was subdued, they began to cheer.
However, Ding Fan didn't let his emotions take over and strike to kill. Killing such scum would only dirty his own hands. Moreover, it would only cause trouble for himself.
"Brother, I really dare not anymore, please let go, brother. I'll give you money, I have plenty of money..." the burly man wailed.
Ding Fan pondered briefly before he violently punched the trafficker in the chest, who then imdiately passed out from shock.
After knocking down the burly man, Ding Fan hid his hands in his clothes and then took out a mobile phone from the storage ring.
This phone was given to him by Su Qinger, and he had never used it until now. At this mont, Ding Fan directly dialed the police.
Ding Fan's number ended with eight eights, which startled the answering officer. Such numbers were fewer than a hundred nationwide, possibly belonging to so significant figure.
Right away, Ding Fan recounted the events that had happened, and the officer on the other end did not dare delay, respectfully promising to dispatch officers imdiately...
After hanging up the phone, Ding Fan's mobile vibrated incessantly, showing dozens of new ssages suddenly appearing.
Ding Fan glanced briefly, and saw that all the incoming ssages were from Lin Qingqing.
For a mont, Ding Fan was puzzled. Lin Qingqing shouldn't have known his mobile number, so how did she send ssages to his phone?
However, now was not the ti to think about that. Ding Fan helped the nearby child up and inconspicuously soothed the child's emotions.
"Little friend, there's no need to be scared anymore. Once the police arrive, they'll take you back to your parents."
The child's emotions had stabilized a lot by then. He nodded happily before asking Ding Fan, "Uncle, may I know your na?"
Ding Fan was taken aback. He hadn't expected a child to want to know his na.
"My na is Ding Fan..."
"Uncle, my na is Song Hao..."
The child's eyes were innocent, and Ding Fan gently patted the child's head. "I'll rember that…"
...
By the ti the police arrived at the scene, Ding Fan had already left, to avoid being entangled by them, which would only create more trouble.
Ding Fan found a secluded place, opened his phone, and casually looked through the ssages Lin Qingqing had sent him.
As he read the ssages, Ding Fan's brows furrowed tightly. The content of the dozens of ssages was roughly the sa.
We're in trouble, Brother Fan, hurry and save us!... Second Sister, Qingqing.
Ding Fan beca restless right away. Although Lin Qingqing and her brother Lin Zhanting hadn't known Ding Fan for very long, they were sincere in their dealings, and the siblings matched Ding Fan's temperant.
In addition, there was a ti when Ding Fan had entrusted Zhou Ruoran to Lin Qingqing for help in caring. Now that the Lin siblings were in trouble, there was no way Ding Fan could ignore it.
Ding Fan looked at the ti when the ssages were sent, and it turned out to be several days ago...
Ding Fan imdiately dialed Lin Qingqing's phone.
After a tense wait, the call was answered.
"Brother Fan, is it really you, is it you?" Just as the call connected, Lin Qingqing's very anxious voice ca over.
"Second Sister, what happened?" At this mont, concerned about the trouble Lin Qingqing ntioned, Ding Fan got straight to the point.
"Brother Fan, my brother has been unconscious for several days now... Brother Fan, please save him quickly..." Lin Qingqing's voice ca through a little sobbing.
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