The sharp telephone ring sounded like the scream of a desperate witch in the fire. The thin on the bed in the small bedroom was lifted up. A man in his 40s came to the living room, answered the phone, and returned to the bedroom and began to dress in less than a minute.


    The same awakened wife looked at her husband changing clothes, frowned and asked, "are you going out?"


    The man made a sound, and the action in his hand did not stop at all. He quickly put on the new clothes that he had hardly worn, took a deep breath in the mirror and slowly spit out.


    The wife looked at her husband and was worried. After thinking about it, she asked, "is it dangerous?"


    The man turned his head and smiled, "no, honey, just to deliver the goods."


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


    The man nodded and soon left the bedroom and stood in the porch. He put all his belongings in the door, including the keys at home.


    Hearing the slight sound of closing the door, the wife who seemed to be asleep suddenly sat up and looked blankly at the dark ceiling, as if she was waiting for something.


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


    At that time, his family lived in the most remote place in the lower urban area. He supported his family by looking for some scattered jobs from the society.


    At that time, the economy was not prosperous enough. There were not so many jobs in the city. Even if there were, those employers didn''t want their employees to be guarts. They preferred ogding people. Therefore, at that time, his family could only barely keep their family members fed and warm.


    If nothing happens, his life may be like a backwater until the economy begins to take off in recent years, and there are a lot of job gaps in society.


    Not to mention the guards, even if they were working orangutans, those employers would hire them, but the accident happened.


    That day, he went out to look for part-time workers, leaving a 14-year-old boy and a 13-year-old girl at home. His wife temporarily found a job washing clothes and left home. There were only two children left at home. Then, the disaster came.


    A group of local gang members suddenly appeared in the lower urban area looking for someone. When they found that the man''s family had only two children, they forcibly broke through the door.


    They searched for more than three yuan left in the family and targeted the girl.


    Young girls can often sell at a good price. For human traffickers, girls do not have ethnic problems. 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 gangsters, but how can a teenager be the opponent of a group of gangsters?


    The boy finally fell into a pool of blood with more than a dozen knives, and the girl was taken away by those gangsters.


    The man and his wife who came back in the evening saw such a scene, heard that they were told about the whole process, and went crazy to ask for help everywhere.


    But we are all miserable people. Who can save them?


    They soon heard that there was an organization called the association of fellow countrymen in the next city. It was an organization of the guards. It was like a great home. Everyone was a member of the family. They would selflessly help others.


    With the last hope in mind, the couple crossed more than 50 kilometers of road in one night, found the hometown Association after dawn and explained their situation.


    The man still remembers that his daughter appeared in front of him in only three days. Although she encountered some doomsday experiences, fortunately she was still alive. As long as she was alive, there would be hope.


    Then that night, he was received in the suburbs. More than 40 gang members prayed for his children with blood and Howling souls. At that moment, he suddenly realized something, and then joined the villagers'' Association to become the most devout group.


    Six years later, no one has contacted him and told him what to do, but at this moment, someone told him that they need him.


    He had no timidity or fear in his heart, but only a feeling of pilgrimage. After receiving the help of others, he could also help others and do something for others within his ability to repay the guilt and debt of their selfless help. He was very satisfied.


    There was a faint smile hidden in his calm expression. He went to the designated place, took a key from a mailbox, turned and opened the door of the nearby truck and started.


    At the same time, the two cars behind dufo always followed slowly. The road became more and more remote, and the traffic flow on the road also decreased a lot.


    One of the cars accelerated, passed dufo''s car and left at the next intersection in an attempt to confuse the tracked people in this way.


    After several rounds, the car appeared behind the dufo vehicle. It was very dark. I couldn''t see the license plate clearly, let alone the people in the car. No one knew that the car was the previous car.


    Seeing that the three cars have left the city circle, the surrounding buildings have become low and sparse, the smell of rotten soil is suffused in the air, and a large area of farmland that has just begun to be planted has appeared in the dark night scene.


    At this time, a large truck without headlights on bumped and rushed to the second car behind Dover.


    With a loud bang, the people in the first car looked back in horror at the broken car squeezed by the large truck on the roadside telegraph pole. Everyone was stunned by this scene.


    The truck didn''t know when to turn on the headlights. The man took out a high spirit from under the seat, poured it up, and spilled some in the car.


    His work was done.


    He silently took out the necklace that had been hanging around his neck. There was a pendant. There was a popular oval pendant that could put a small photo in it.


    He opened the pendant, one left and one right. It was a picture of his two children. He suddenly cried silently, and tears gushed out.


    He thought of the children who fell motionless in a pool of blood. He always smiled and said that he would find a good job to provide for them in the future.


    I thought of the daughter who had been expecting to have a flower skirt and didn''t wear it until she jumped out of a building and committed suicide.


    He held the pendant tightly in his hand and swayed back and forth slightly. A man who didn''t shed a tear at the funeral of his two children cried bitterly and apologized.


    "Sorry!"


    At this time, two more vehicles appeared from another road, sandwiching the other tracking vehicle from left to right in the middle.


    Four gun barrels protruded from the rolling glass window, and the tracking vehicle soon stopped.


    The two people in the car were pressed onto other cars respectively, and then a young man who had waited for a long time on the roadside 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 with black hoods and their hands tied back were also brought to the racecourse.


    When they entered the forage warehouse of the horse farm, dufo found two chairs for them to sit down, turned on the lights, pulled off their headgear, and said with a smile, "good evening, gentlemen!"