The sharp phone ringing rang like a desperate witch screaming in the flames. A thin quilt on the bed in the small bedroom lifted a corner. A man who looked in his forties walked to the living room and answered the phone. After about a minute, he returned to the bedroom and started dressing.

The wife, who was also awakened, looked at her husband who was changing clothes, frowned and asked, "Are you going out?"

The man nodded, without any pause in his hand. He quickly put on the new clothes that he had almost never worn before, took a deep breath in the mirror, and slowly exhaled.

The wife looked at her husband with some concern, but after thinking about it, she still asked, "Is there any danger?"

The man turned his head and smiled, "No, my dear, just go to deliver."

The woman stopped talking and lay down again, and asked her husband to bring some breakfast if he came back late. She didn't want to make breakfast in the morning.

The man nodded and said ok, and soon left the bedroom and stood in the entrance hall. He put all the things he had with him in the door, including the keys to the home.

Hearing a slight sound of closing the door, the wife, who had already seen her sleeping again, suddenly sat up and looked at the dark ceiling in a daze, as if she was waiting for something.

This man is a member of the local Gods Society. He once had two children, a boy and a girl.

At that time, their family lived in the most remote place in the Lower City area, and he relied on finding some scattered jobs from society to support his family.

The economy was not prosperous enough at that time, and there were not so many jobs in the city. Even if there were, those employers did not want their employees to be Guartes. They preferred Ogdings, so at that time, his family members could barely maintain their food and clothing.

If no accidents occur, his life may continue like a pool of stagnant water until the economy begins to take off in recent years and there are a large number of work gaps in society.

Not to mention Guartes, even those employers who can work will hire them, but an accident still happened.

That day he went outside to look for a short-term worker, leaving a boy who was only fourteen years old and a girl who was thirteen years old at home. His wife temporarily found a job to wash clothes and left the house, leaving only two children at home. Then, disaster came.

A group of local gang members suddenly appeared in the Lower City to look for someone. When they found that the man had only two children in his family, they forced the door and broke in.

They plundered the only three dollars left in the house and targeted the girl.

Young girls are often able to sell for a good price. For human traffickers, there is no ethnic problem for girls. As long as they are girls, as long as they are young enough, as long as they are not particularly ugly, they are walking money.

In order to protect his sister, the boy picked up a kitchen knife and fought with these gang members. However, how could a teenage child be the opponent of a group of gang members?

The boy was eventually stabbed more than a dozen times and fell into a pool of blood, and the girl was taken away by the gang members.

The man and his wife who came back tonight saw this scene. After hearing the whole process, they asked for help everywhere like crazy.

But everyone is suffering people, who can save them?

They soon heard that there was an organization called the Hometown Association in the next city, a Guarte organization. It was like a great home. Everyone is a member of the family and they would help others selflessly.

With the last little hope, the couple crossed more than 50 kilometers of road overnight, found the hometown association after dawn, and explained their situation.

The man still remembered that in just three days, his daughter appeared in front of him. Although she encountered some doomsday encounters on her, fortunately she was still alive, and as long as she was alive, there would be hope.

Then that night, he was taken to the suburbs. More than forty gang members prayed for his children with their blood and howling souls. At that moment, he suddenly realized something, and then joined the fellow countrymen and became the most pious group.

Six years have passed and no one has ever contacted him to tell him what he needs to do, but at this moment, someone has told him that they need him.

He was not afraid or panic in his heart, but only a pilgrimage. After receiving help from others, he could also help others and do something for others to repay the guilt and debt he had received selfless help from them. He was very satisfied.

There was a faint smile hidden in his calm expression that he hadn't noticed. He walked to the designated place, took a key from a mailbox, then turned around and opened the door of the truck next to him, and started...

At the same time, the two cars following closely behind Dufo always followed slowly, and the road became more and more remote, and the traffic on the road decreased a lot.

One of the cars accelerated, surpassed Dufo's car and left at the next intersection, trying to confuse the people being followed in this way.

The car went around for a few times and then appeared behind the Dufo vehicle. It was very dark, and I couldn't see the license plate clearly, and I couldn't see the people in the car clearly. No one knew that this car was the previous car.

Seeing that the three cars had left the city circle, the surrounding buildings became low and sparse, the air was filled with the fishy smell of rotten mud, and a large area of ​​farmland that had just begun to plant appeared in the dark night view.

At this moment, a large truck without the headlights turned on was rushing and quickly rushed towards the second car behind Dufo.

With a loud bang, the people in the first car turned back in horror and looked at the car that was squeezed by the truck and had broken from the electric pole on the side of the road. Everyone was stunned by this scene.

The truck didn't know when the headlights were turned on. The man took out a first-grade high-level spirit from under the seat, poured it up and poured it into the car.

His work was completed.

He silently took out the necklace that had been hanging around his neck, and there was a pendant, an oval pendant that was very popular for a while, where a small photo could be placed.

He opened the pendant, one left and one right, and was a photo of his two children. He suddenly burst into tears silently, and tears could not stop gushing out.

He remembered the children who were lying motionless in a pool of blood. He always smiled and said that he would find a good job in the future to support them.

I remembered the daughter who had been expecting to have a flower skirt and had not worn it until she committed suicide by jumping off the building.

He held the pendant tightly in his palms and his body swayed slightly back and forth. A man who had not shed a tear at the funeral of his two children, crying and apologizing.

"sorry!"

At this time, two more cars appeared from another road, and another tracking vehicle was sandwiched in the middle, one left and one right.

Four barrels stretched out from the rolled glass window, and the tracking vehicle stopped quickly.

The two people in the car were pressed into other cars respectively, and then a young man who had been waiting on the side of the road for a long time got into the tracking car and stepped on the power pedal in the opposite direction...

Not long after Dufo arrived at the racecourse, two guys wearing black hoods and with their hands tied up behind them were also brought.
Chapter completed!