bookrandom 388: Those who reap what they sow will not live.
388: Those who reap what they sow will not live.
The little girl clung tightly to her sister's leg, tilting her head up to look at the men blocking her way.
"I don't know you."
Seeing that a number of onlookers had stopped around, the man in black seemed eager to complete his mission and became more assertive.
"You'll recognize our boss when you meet him, and he can take you away directly."
Upon hearing his order, a bodyguard stepped forward and was about to bend down to hug Qingqing when a cell phone flew over and hit him squarely on the head.
With a thud, the man fell to the ground, blood flowing from his wounds, his eyes wide open.
A deep dent appeared on his head, and his phone was ruined; the screen looked like a spider web.
The scene startled the group, and they quickly retreated.
They were all experienced bodyguards, which is why they were so frightened when they saw someone crack a skull with a cell phone.
"Who are you?" The man in the lead looked at Cong Buxiao, who was approaching, with a wary gaze.
He sensed a strong killing intent emanating from this man.
After all, they were just working, and no one wanted to risk their life, so when he approached, the man became frightened and tried to explain.
"Brother, this is our boss's idea. We're just working for someone else, it's all a misunderstanding..."
Cong Buxiao didn't have the patience to listen, and he interrupted him expressionlessly.
"Keep it for Xiao Qingdai."
Just as he was about to deal with the remaining few people, he heard a crying sound behind him.
Bright red blood slowly flowed to Qingqing's feet. She had been frightened by the blood-covered person on the ground and burst into tears after regaining her senses.
Fu Wanwan's face turned pale, and she took two steps back. Hearing Qingqing's crying, she seemed to wake up suddenly, her face filled with horror.
"He...he's dead..."
Cong Buxiao: "...He's not dead."
The little girl hid behind Fu Wanwan, crying and saying she wanted to find her mother. The two weak and pitiful sisters trembled.
This was the first time Cong Buxiao had ever felt this chill run down his spine.
Oh no, she cried. "Won't Xiao Qingdai kill him?"
Just then, the hotel security guards arrived.
In the distance, several black cars slowly drove up, and a group of officials stepped out of the cars after the doors opened.
They probably wanted to go to the hotel, but seeing the conflict at the entrance, they walked over here.
Zhou Xun was among them. He hadn't seen them clearly from a distance, but now that he was closer, he heard Qingqing crying and saw the person on the ground, and he was startled.
Without a second thought, he immediately directed the hotel security guards to disperse the crowd.
"Tell them that a conflict has occurred here, and if anyone has taken any videos or photos, delete them all."
The security guards instinctively obeyed him and went to work.
Meanwhile, Zhou Xun whispered in a middle-aged man's ear, "Boss, this child is Qingqing. Do you remember what I told you before..."
The middle-aged man seemed to have thought of something. He glanced at the several bodyguards whose faces were ashen, and said with a serious expression, "Take all these people away first."
Then, changing his expression, he gently bent down to hug Qingqing.
Cong Buxiao gripped his wrist, seemingly without force, yet it held him firmly like steel, making it difficult for him to move forward.
"Don't touch her."
Zhou Xun quickly stepped out from the side and stopped Cong Buxiao.
“Sir, do you remember me? We met at Miss Fu’s engagement party a while ago. I explained my identity to you then.”
"This is my boss, and he's a good person. It's not convenient for us to talk here, so let's go into the hotel first. You can call your families there."
Cong Buxiao let go of his hand, but his phone was broken, so he looked at Fu Wanwan.
"Call Xiao Qingdai."
Fu Wanwan noticed that the plaster doll she was carrying had fallen to the ground. She took out her phone from her pocket, and just as she was about to make a call, she realized that she didn't have Xiao Qingdai's contact information.
"Can I call Grandpa instead?"
"Ah."
With trembling hands, she dialed the number. Grandpa Fu greeted her with a "Hello," and his voice came through the phone: "Wanwan, what can I do for you, Grandpa?"
Hearing the old man's voice, her nose tingled and her voice choked with emotion: "Grandpa, someone is trying to kidnap Qingqing. Please call Aunt Xiao over quickly."
Upon hearing this, Old Master Fu's vision went black. Luckily, someone was there to support him, otherwise he would have definitely fallen to the ground.
After asking for the address, he hurriedly ran to the Xiao family's house across the street.
Outside the hotel.
After talking to Grandpa Fu on the phone, Fu Wanwan somehow stopped being afraid.
Seeing that Cong Buxiao was stopping those people from touching Qingqing, she put away her phone, bent down, and hugged her.
The person lying on the ground was also taken away. She followed them into the hotel. Several people comforted her, and the little dumpling's crying subsided. She buried her face in Fu Wanwan's collarbone and wouldn't come out, her body twitching.
"What's going on today?" Zhou Xun asked.
Fu Wanwan raised her pale face: "It was those people who wanted to kidnap Qingqing."
After a pause, she pointed at Cong Buxiao: "This person hurt people to protect us. If it weren't for him, Qingqing would have been taken away."
Zhou Xun sensed the protectiveness in her words and said politely, "Miss Fu, don't worry, we will investigate thoroughly."
After saying that, he patted Qingqing's back with a worried look on his face, reassuring her: "It's okay, Uncle Zhou will catch the bad guy."
Although he had ulterior motives in approaching Qingqing, he felt quite sorry for the little dumpling when he saw it frightened.
Moreover, ever since he left Fu Qiaoxi's engagement party, he had been looking for an opportunity to see Qingqing again, but the Xiao family was too well-protected and he had no chance. So he told his boss about his guess.
The authorities are taking this matter very seriously and have been actively trying to contact the Xiao family, but have yet to receive a response.
You know, even an academician like Professor Tan is a national treasure. If the guess is correct, then Qingqing must be a precious gem.
So when they learned that she had just been kidnapped, the leaders who were with Zhou Xun were very angry.
"How dare someone commit kidnapping in broad daylight in a commercial district! This must be thoroughly investigated, and the mastermind behind it must be found!"
Professor Tan had previously been followed and involved in a car accident, but unfortunately they couldn't find out who did it; all they knew was that it was a foreign force that coveted scientific research technology.
It might be the same group of people again.
If they trace the connection from Tan Hongru to Qingqing, then things will be very dangerous.
The group exchanged glances, clearly having the same idea.
It seemed this was no longer a simple kidnapping case. One of them quickly took out his phone and went outside to call his superiors to report the matter.