Chapter 1004

Cruise.

Hell angel is an important leader.

Although she hasn't been in touch with them, Jiang Xin has heard some rumors about these foreign gangs.

These evil forces abroad are even more ferocious and lawless than those at home.

For example, if you compare those domestic gangs to small workshops, these foreign gangs are group companies.

Now I am not in a peaceful and stable country. I must change my mind.

Jiang Xin took a deep breath. After calming down a little, she realized that even if she escaped, it was not safe.

There is no doubt that cruise and Hell angels will take cruel revenge next.

"Bijie, you pack your bags and get ready to go home. I'll book a ticket now, and then go to the kindergarten to pick up Wenmo. I just kicked cruise. He won't give up. Don't ask now. I'll tell you in detail at the airport. Don't bring anything else, just certificates and money. Remember to hurry!"

Jiang Xin tactfully pulls out her mobile phone and immediately informs Wen Bijie that she is ready to escape Wen Dehua.

Return home.

This is what Jiang Xin instinctively thought of. After hanging up, she booked a ticket with her mobile app and started the car to pick it up.

Time was pressing. Jiang Xin ran several red lights, but a police car chased her.

There is still black-and-white collusion at home, not to mention chaotic abroad.

Hell angel can be famous overseas, must have been in collusion with these police.

Jiang Xin didn't dare to rely on the police for investigation. Now she can't be safe until she returns home. Seeing the traffic jam ahead, she gritted her teeth, hit the steering wheel and rushed onto the road. Pedestrians were scared to escape and scream. The open-air tables and chairs outside a cafe were knocked upside down.

The police who chased her closely contacted the nearby patrol car, surrounded, chased and stopped her, and finally bumped and parked Jiang Xin's car on the side of the road.

Seven or eight police cars, down more than a dozen police officers, raised their guns and aimed at BMW. A police officer shouted, "turn off the engine, push open the door, hold your hands high above your head, and get off slowly."

Inside the car, Jiang Xin repeatedly pressed the start button. Maybe it was due to a serious impact that the car couldn't start.

"Get off!"

When the window glass was broken, an explosion-proof policeman reached in, opened the door from inside and dragged her out of the car.

kindergarten.

Two black Chevrolet SUVs braked violently and stopped at the gate of the kindergarten. Seven or eight strong men in Black got off, climbed over the iron fence and entered the kindergarten.

"What are you doing?"

The kindergarten security guard put his hand on the waist holster, trying to deter the black men who broke in.

"Go away and don't make trouble for yourself and your family."

The leading man in black spoke fiercely, tore open the collar of his black shirt and exposed the tattoo on his right neck.

The security guard is stupid. The tattoo on each other's neck represents the angel of hell.

In the classroom, Wenmo is having a music class with the children. He sings with the teacher playing the piano and slams... The door is kicked open.

The singing stopped suddenly, and the children were frightened and wilted. The teacher got up in surprise. As soon as he was about to speak, a man in black put a gun against his forehead.

"Be quiet and don't move, or don't blame me for being rude."

As the strong man looked around the classroom with a sneer and warning, he finally raised his hand and pointed to what the three men understood and walked towards Wenmo.

Wenmo realizes the danger and wants to run, but a child can't run faster than an adult. He is soon caught by a strong man and slaps his hand in the face.

"Little rabbit, be honest with me!"

The loud slap in the face made the children tremble.

Winmerton's face was swollen and his mouth skin cracked.

The strong man grabbed his collar and dragged it out.

The Dean came with several teachers. When he saw the gang members, they all wilted and let them walk past with their children.

About five minutes later, the police of the nearby police station appeared in the kindergarten, finished the notes, copied the surveillance video, and left.

When Wen Bijie hurried to find that her son had disappeared, she asked the teacher that she was taken away by the angel of hell and almost fainted.

You can't mess with yourself, or your son will really be hopeless.

She forced herself to calm down and was about to contact Jiang Xin, but the phone couldn't get through.

Then the police called the door and said that Jiang Xin was arrested on suspicion of dangerous driving and endangering public safety.

disasters pile up on one another.

Wen Bijie was confused and dizzy. Her son was tied up and Jiang Xin was arrested. The successive blows and stimuli made her a woman unable to bear. Fortunately, as a mother, she insisted.

She knew that if she fell, her son would be over.

brain storm.

We have to find a way now!

She quickly left the kindergarten and got on the bus again. She thought hard in the car. Suddenly, she thought of a person.

After living in wendehua for several years, she knew that it would be useless to call the police, otherwise cruise would not be so unscrupulous, break into the kindergarten and kidnap openly.

Go find cruise?

It's just trying to kill yourself.

At present, the only way is to find a force no weaker than the angel of hell and help yourself out. In this way, there may be a chance to recover.

In windward, there is only one organization that can compete with Hell angels, that is the big circle gang composed of Chinese!

It happened that through her ex husband's relationship, she knew a senior in the big circle.

Night fell.

Wen Bijie took a valuable blue and white porcelain vase to visit Lin Dakun, a senior official in the big circle.

Old man Lin's biggest hobby is playing drums and antiques.

"Uncle Lin, this is a rare treasure made in an official kiln in the Ming Dynasty. You really have to help me this time."

In the Chinese style living room, old man Lin, wearing reading glasses, looked carefully at the blue and white porcelain vase in his hand. For a long time, he didn't put down the porcelain vase in a hurry.

"Bijie, you're in a bit of trouble."

He pretended to pose and seemed to sigh in embarrassment.

"Uncle Lin, I wouldn't bother you if you weren't desperate. We are all compatriots. You can't die!"

Wen Bijie cried with tears in her eyes.

"I know, but you should understand that hell's angels are not easy to mess with, and the big circle is not my own big circle. Your matter may lead to bad relations between us. It's a big deal. I don't count alone."

The old guy is really resourceful. Such an affectation is nothing more than taking advantage of the fire. An antique vase can't satisfy his appetite.

"I understand, I understand, uncle Lin, you make a price."

Wen Bijie is not stupid. She quickly understood Lin Dakun's implication. Compared with her son, money is just an external thing.

"Five million..."

"OK, five million."

Without thinking, Wen Bijie nodded immediately. At the time of divorce, her ex husband, who was one round older than her, shared her a huge sum of money. It was not a problem to take out the money.

Seeing that Wen Bijie was so happy, Lin Dakun was surprised, and then regretted that the price was too low. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the woman eager to save her son, wondering whether he could squeeze oil and water from her again.