Facing the Jazz's extremely familiar face, Rongbao couldn't move his eyes for a long time, and countless fragments of memory poured into his brain like a tide.
Jazz knew that Rongbao was not familiar with his voice, but he was absolutely familiar with his gesture. He hooked his index finger at Rongbao, which was a gesture to tease pets.
When Rongbao saw the gesture, he subconsciously wanted to pass.
Qi Yan hugged Rongbao's twisted little body tightly: "Baby, don't go there. It's a demon. He has tortured you for so long. Have you forgotten all of it?"
Rongbao couldn't listen to Qi Yan's words at this moment. His attention was on Jazz's gesture. During the time when he was locked in the cage, every time he saw that gesture, it meant that he could come out of the cage and eat in a warm embrace.
That gesture is like a light of hope for Rongbao, which can save him from the dirty and rusty iron cage.
Even if Rongbao is no longer in the cage, when he sees the light, he can't help but want to rush over. People who have lived in the dark for a long time can't understand the desire for light.
Rongbao used his strength to eat milk and broke free from Qi Yan's iron arms.
Qi Yan had already held him so tightly, but he was still freed by Rongbao.
At the moment when Rongbao's feet landed, Qi Yan knew that he had lost the bet. He had never lost so completely.
Qi Yan said a little hysterically in Rongbao's ear, "Don't go over."
The Jazz stretched out his hand and made an invitation to Rongbao: "Come here, Rongbao."
Rongbao felt as if he had returned to the cold cage at this moment. The cushion under him was wet, and there was a stench around him. Only Jazz's hands had a temperature, and there were good pheromones on his body.
As soon as the Jazz reaches out his hand, the cage will be opened, and Rongbao can crawl out of the narrow cage.
Rongbao instinctively walked towards the Jazz step by step.
Looking at Rongbao's head and passing without looking back, Qi Yan took two steps forward, grabbed Rongbao's little hand, and wanted to pull him back into his arms: "Rongbao, why did you go there? He has persecuted you for so many years, why did you come back to him..."
Before Qi Yan finished his words, the Jazz fired a shot at him.
The bullet shot into Qi Yan's calf, and his leg suddenly knelt down weakly.
Qi Yan knelt on one knee, supported the ground with one hand, and grasped Rongbao's little hand tightly with the other hand. He said weakly, "Baby, don't go there again."
Rongbao suddenly came to his senses and turned his head to see Qi Yan kneeling on the ground and shedding a lot of blood.
Rongbao was stunned, opened his little mouth, and unconsciously shouted, "Master Qi."
Qi Yan opened a smile at the corners of his pale mouth: "Baby, I'm here. Good boy, come and let me hug you."
Rongbao is about to return to Qi Yan's arms.
At this time, the Jazz took out a bell from his pocket. The bell was exactly the same as the bell used to hold the glands at the beginning. It had a silver hollowed-out style and a belt, similar to a dog bell collar. That thing was once worn on Rongbao's neck for more than ten years.
The previous bell that was made into appeasement was pried open by Qi Yan, but the bell was imitated. Now the one in the Jazz's hand is the one that Rongbao has really worn for more than ten years, and there are traces of wear on it.
When Rongbao saw the bell collar in the jazz's hand, he was completely bewitched. He continued to walk forward and left the injured Qi Yan in place.
Qi Yan could only watch Rongbao pull his little hand away from the palm of his hand.
"Don't, Rongbao." Qi Yan stretched out his arm and tried to grab the corner of Rongbao's clothes, as if he was grabbing the last life-saving straw for himself. His fingertips touched it, but his hand did not grasp it firmly.
Qi Yan dragged his injured leg and climbed forward for a distance. He tried to catch Rongbao again, but he couldn't pull it back no matter how he pulled it.
Qi Yan looked at Rongbao's back and roared angrily: "Why did you choose him? You forgot that he tied you to the operating table, injected you with anesthetics and tranquilizers again and again, and then melted your skin with a scalpel. He pierced the tip of the needle into your eyes and colored your pupils. He Being locked in a cage is like treating you like a beast... Have you forgotten all this, Rongbao... Come back..."
No matter how Qi Yan roared and roared, he could never call back Rongbao.
Qi Yanhong's eyes rolled down the corners of his eyes, and tears rolled down the corners of his eyes. He was kicked out of Qi's house without crying. He was thrown into the cold river and did not cry. He was shot and cut and did not cry. He only cried once when Rongbao was injured, and once more time, it is now.
Qi Yan's eyes were red and he stared at the Jazz angrily.
In Qi Yan's angry eyes, the Jazz reached out and pulled Rongbao into his arms, and personally helped Rongbao put on the bell.
Rongbao obediently snuggled up to the jazz, but there was no light in his eyes at this moment.
Jazz rubbed Rongbao's head and looked at Qi Yan, who was kneeling on one knee in a respense posture: "I've told you a long time ago that the relationship of more than ten years will not be so easy to forget. Your short few months is just self-moving."
Qi Yan smiled bitterly and said, "It took me a few months to make up for the sins you committed to Rongbao little by little. I taught Rongbao to speak, teach Rongbao to read, and make him become like a normal child. I thought I was the redeemer of Rongbao."
The Jazz hugged Rongbao's shoulder tightly and sneered coldly: "Why do you think you can waste more than ten years of effort in just a few months?"
"Oh, you're right." Qi Yan supported the ground with his hand and stood up from the ground little by little. Even if he was seriously injured, his momentum did not weaken at all.
Qi Yan turned his head and looked at Rongbao and stared at him: "What I thought was just what I thought. It's not bullshit."
"Uncle." Qi Feng suddenly rushed over with the rescuers, and the ruffian and ambition also came.
Qi Feng walked towards his uncle as soon as he got out of the car and quickly helped him: "Uncle, are you all right?"
The ruffian and the ambition each pointed their guns at the jazz: "Let the lady go, or we will shoot."
Qi Yan waved his hand and ordered his men, "Put down the gun."
"Master Qi, this..." The ruffian and the ambition looked at each other, and then put down the gun one after another.
Jazz held Rongbao in his arms, walked over in front of Qi Yan calmly with a calm face, and got into the car. Shen Xu followed him and got into the car together.
Seeing that the buttocks of the car were getting farther and farther away from them, Qi Feng asked dullly, "Uncle, my little aunt has been taken away. Shall we chase her?"
Qi Yan stared at the car that was getting farther and farther away. It was not until he couldn't see anything that he said weakly, "Go home."
There are too many emotions in these two words. Qi Feng can obviously feel that his uncle seems to be a little... I can't say what it feels, but it's very wrong.
Ruffian and Ambition, one is in the driver's seat and the other is in the co-pilot.
Qi Feng and Qi Yan both sat in the back seat.
Qi Feng curled up by the window of the car, at least nearly one and a half meters away from his uncle. He felt that his uncle's body now exuded a terrible black-breath, and there was that kind of black air visible to the naked eye, which was extremely horrible.
Looking at my uncle's near-death appearance, but the momentum was still so terrible. After shivering twice, Qi Feng said, "Uncle, there is still glass on your thigh. Do you want me to pull it out for you?"
Qi Yan closed his eyes and didn't pay attention to him.
Qi Feng didn't dare to speak any more and huddled silently in the corner.
The ruffian and ambition in front of them are not much better. They just feel like sitting on pins and needles.
The car drove all the way to the downtown hospital, and Qi Yan was sent to the rescue.
Thanks to Qi Yan, who is the protagonist, otherwise he would have shed so much blood and would have lost it long ago.
Qi Yan was in the rescue, and the three useless people sat in the corridor and waited.
Yewang sat down next to Qi Feng and asked, "Master Qi, how do you know that Master Qi is in that rest station? Have you installed a positioning on Master Qi?"
The wild and ruffian were eating at the barbecue stall, but suddenly they were called by Qi Feng and said they wanted to rescue Mr. Qi.
Qi Feng turned on his mobile phone and gave it to Ye Wang: "A stranger sent me a text message saying that my uncle was seriously injured at the rest station next to the Y city highway and asked me to pick him up."
Ambition guessed randomly, "Who is this stranger who texted? Isn't it jazz?"
Qi Feng rolled his eyes and said, "You're so stupid. Jazz can't wait to kill my uncle. How can you let us save him? It must be someone else."
If Qi Feng didn't arrive in time, it was really possible for the Jazz to kill Qi Yan with one shot.
Ambition was confused: "Who would help us secretly?"
Qi Feng touched his chin: "Do you think this stranger will be his uncle himself?"
Ambition nodded in agreement: "It must be Master Qi himself."
The ruffian next to him has been silent.
Ambition looked at the ruffian: "Do you have any personal opinion?"
The ruffian turned his head and looked at Qi Feng, with a trace of suspicion in his eyes: "You seem to know everything."
Ambition can't help but think of what Qi Feng said before. If an outsider wants to know the situation in the bureau, he must integrate into the bureau and disguise himself.
Ambition also looked at Qi Feng with suspicion with the ruffian and asked with one voice, "Aren't you really a spy sent by the Jazz?"
Qi Feng took off his shoes and knocked on their foreheads: "What are you thinking? Even if I can disguise myself again, I will disguise myself beside my uncle. How can I touch people like Jazz?"
The wild and ruffian covered their noses one after another: "You should speak well. Don't take off your shoes. It's killing me."
Qi Feng put his shoes on again, curled his lips and said, "I'm only in my twenties. How can I be so capable?"