Chapter 225: The Overbearing Fear the Desperate

Before she could figure out why Alisha would do this, a thug suddenly grabbed a mother and son from the crowd without warning, right at the edge of the group.

If Alisha hadn't pushed them to the middle position just now, it very likely would have been them who were dragged out.

The people dragged out now were Qi Heng and his mommy.

The mother and son had almost escaped just a moment ago, but unfortunately, they were caught and brought back, each receiving several slaps to the face and a few kicks.

The mother and son glared angrily at the thugs; Lady Qi was not only unafraid but even threatened them: "You have a lot of nerve, do you know who I am? If you are smart, you will let us go, otherwise, I will have my husband have you all executed by firing squad."

"Slap!"

She didn't expect the threat to be ineffective, and she received a slap to the face.

Dahuzi sneered: "Execute us by firing squad? I'll execute you first."

The pitch-black muzzle of the gun pointed at her, ready to pull the trigger, and the timid women let out bursts of screams.

"Bad guys, you are not allowed to kill my mommy, let go of my mommy..." Qi Heng also rushed up, clawing and biting.

At this time, one should be low-key and obedient, then plan how to escape safely.

This mother and son were usually used to being overbearing, but acting overbearing today was of no use.

Dahuzi was bitten and felt the pain; he casually flung Qi Heng six or seven meters away, and he fell to the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

"Qi Heng—"

No one expected that Xiaozhu would suddenly stand up and shout for him, and even rush out to save him.

Shi Youxuan tried to pull her back but failed; she reached Sheng Hanyu's side and was pulled into his arms in time, and she hurriedly bowed to the thugs to apologize.

A little yellow-haired girl, she had quite a bit of nerve.

The thugs probably thought the little girl couldn't stir up any trouble, and coupled with Alisha's good attitude, they didn't pursue it.

Shi Youxuan said: "Her family has a high status in L Country; it would be better if you didn't act impulsively. Regardless of whether you are seeking money or something else, it is not worth ruining the big picture for one woman."

She gave the thugs face, and since what she said also made sense, the thugs let it go.

They just gave Lady Qi a few more slaps to make her behave, telling her to do whatever they said later; she could choose between her life or being disobedient.

Lady Qi had almost been beaten to death just now, breaking out in a cold sweat; she finally realized that acting overbearing in front of these people was useless, and if she continued to be overbearing, both she and her son would likely lose their lives here.

She nodded repeatedly, indicating her agreement.

Dahuzi made a phone call right in front of everyone, reporting to the police himself!

"Police station? I am Feiying. I am currently at Huangjia Youeryuan, and I have quite a few students and parents in my hands. You should come over."

Feiying?

Someone had heard of Feiying's name and fainted from fear on the spot.

Feiying was the second-in-command of a very famous local organization; the boss was called Tujiu, who had been caught by the police a year ago and was in Prison preparing for execution. Coming to the kindergarten this time was to use these people as hostages to save the boss.

Police station.

The operator reported to the police chief in a panic: "Chief, it's bad, someone has kidnapped the students at Huangjia Youeryuan."

"Nonsense, it must be some drunkard who drank too much and is making a false report, taking us for a fool. Don't worry about it..."

Before the call was even hung up, Dahuzi heard the chief's words clearly from this side.

He beckoned for someone to bring Qi Heng and his mother back and said to them: "Speak, tell the police who you are and where this is."

Qi Heng's mother was still relatively calm and didn't act like the other wives and ladies who were too scared to speak.

She stated her location clearly and briefly described what had just happened, finally reporting her identity: "I am the wife of your Officer Qi, and my son Qi Heng and I are both in their hands."

Police sirens blared.

Countless police cars stopped outside Huangjia Youeryuan, and the kindergarten was surrounded tightly, but the snipers couldn't find a suitable sniping position!

All around was open grassland, very flat.

There was no Architecture, not even a taller tree.

Without a suitable sniping position, they could only send a negotiation expert to talk to the thugs and see what kind of conditions they wanted.

The negotiation expert came in, a short and stout middle-aged man with an honest and loyal face, making people feel they could trust him at first glance.

"Feiying, we meet again." The negotiation expert said.

They were old acquaintances.

Feiying smiled at him, as if chatting about daily life: "When I came, I was wondering who would be sent this time? It's best if it's my old acquaintance; you understand me, and I understand you. It's easier to talk with an old friend."

"You have your country release my boss, and I will release them. Otherwise, let's all perish together today. With so many people accompanying me, I've earned it."

The negotiation expert's expression was grave; he didn't agree immediately, nor did he immediately object.

Instead, he said: "You know this matter is of great importance; I cannot make the decision alone. You have to wait."

"Fine, no problem."

Feiying agreed very "agreeably."

The negotiation expert prepared to leave, and bursts of crying and shouting immediately erupted in the crowd.

"Don't go, save us and get us out."

"Useless trash, whatever person they want, just release them. Are our many lives not worth as much as one person?"

"If something happens to me, my husband will drag all of you police to be buried with me!"

People were talking all at once, becoming more and more indignant.

Moreover, these people were not ordinary; there were national officials and their family members.

Originally, the negotiation expert was going to go back to report the situation here to his superiors, but in this situation, he couldn't leave for the moment.

He could only offer kind words of comfort, but it was useless.

With guns pointed at them, and their lives in danger at any moment, they could not remain calm.

The noblewomen were usually arrogant and dignified, but at a time like this, they could no longer be arrogant, nor could they be dignified.

They were all crying miserably, and the Playground was incredibly chaotic.

Taking advantage of the chaos.

Sheng Hanyu stuffed a note into Shi Youxuan's hand; the note was very simple, with only four characters written on it: "I have everything under control."

Shi Youxuan nodded heavily and held Shi Ran tightly in her arms; the three of them did not cry or make a scene, appearing very calm amidst the crowd.

But making a scene was useless anyway.

The people who came to negotiate had left, and they could only wait.

When the experts were there just now, no one cared how these people cried or made a scene, but once the people left, crying was no longer allowed.

After two people were beaten, the crowd became quiet again, with only the sound of soft sobbing.

Two hours passed.

The negotiation experts did not return, but the clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker, soon blocking out the sun.

The wind picked up, and the sky grew increasingly dark.

"Plop."

"Plop, plop—"

Raindrops fell onto Sheng Hanyu's face; it was about to rain.

Xiaozhu had a congenital weakness and could not get rained on.

Shi Youxuan wanted to take off her coat to shield her daughter from the wind and rain.

She had just raised her arm when a thug immediately noticed and barked sternly, "What are you doing? Don't move."

Shi Youxuan explained, "My daughter is physically weak and cannot get rained on; I want to use my coat to shield her."

"No."

Feiying bristled with anger and refused without hesitation.

This precedent could not be set; if one person did it, there would be a second.

With clothes covering their heads, he wouldn't know what kind of tricks they were pulling underneath; in his eyes, these people were hostages, objects, people who were not allowed to have their own thoughts or actions.