Jiang Qing went out of the door in advance and slowly reached the mall, but found that Ying Qiao was already waiting at the entrance of the mall. He was very tall and should be 1.9 meters tall, with wide shoulders, narrow waist and long legs, standing there with a standout standout, looking particularly handsome. Jiang Qing accelerated his pace and walked over for a while, and the girls coming and going had to look at him a little more.

If Ying Qiao hadn't personally said that he was just a social animal with a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, and with his arrogant aura, Jiang Qing would almost have thought that he was the domineering president of a company.

He trotted over and stood in front of Ying Qiao, feeling embarrassed and said, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Seeing him appear, Ying Qiao, who was originally a little impatient to be watched by passers-by, looked slightly relaxed. He raised his left wrist and pointed his watch: "Low, I'm coming too early. Where are we going to talk?"

The two met today to discuss how to operate a "fake couple".

But Jiang Xun was obviously not ready to get straight to the point. He asked with a smile: "Have you had lunch?"

Ying Qiao hesitated for a moment, but shook his head: "No."

Jiang Qing said, "Then let's find a place to eat and talk about it? How about hot pot? Do you have any food to avoid?"

Hotpot? When Ying Qiao thought of several pairs of chopsticks picking up vegetables in the same pot, she couldn't help frowning. But when she saw Jiang Qing looking very much, thinking about her poor social animal character, Ying Qiao still suppressed her. She nodded expressionlessly: "It's up to you."

At worst, he won't eat it.

Seeing his agreement, Jiang Qing was indeed happy: "I know a delicious hotpot restaurant. Wait for me, I will buy a roasted pig's trotter and take you there."

Then Ying Qiao watched him happily run towards the food stalls in front of the mall. These stalls were simple tents built temporarily, and pedestrians came and went from the tents, which were neither hygienic nor healthy. Seeing Jiang Qing return from buying three portions of roasted pig trotters, Ying Qiao's brows were almost twisted into pieces.

Jiang Qing looked very happy. He carried two portions himself and handed the other portion to Ying Qiao: "Please eat."

Ying Qiao stared at him for a long time before he could hardly reach out to take it. Jiang Qing didn't notice his strangeness. While leading the way, he happily took a bite of the pig's trotter: "I just said that this restaurant must taste good."

As he said that, he saw Ying Qiao not moving, he urged him to taste it quickly.

As a very particular dragon, Ying Qiao had never eaten on the street stalls, nor had he tried to eat while walking on the street. He took a deep breath, tried to squeeze out a smile, and said, "I'll eat later."

Jiang Qing said "Oh", and her attention was quickly distracted-

The scented in the bag smelled the fragrance and arched around the bag in dissatisfaction: He wanted to eat it too.

"I bought it for you, and I will give you food when there is no one."

Jiang Qing lowered his voice to comfort his younger brother. He coaxed him a few words in a low voice, and then he calmed down his mind.

The hot pot restaurant is at the end of the alley. Jiang Qing took Ying Qiao through the alley on the right side of the mall. Halfway through, he heard the sound of quarrels and help coming from the diagonal opposite. This alley is not as lively as the other side of the mall, with only a few scattered passers-by watching.

Jiang Qing stopped and looked at it, and saw an elderly girl being half-dragged by a middle-aged man in a gray suit walking towards the car. The girl was dragged and struggled hard and called: "I don't know you, let me go."

The middle-aged woman following behind the two wiped her tears and cried, "Qianqian, don't make trouble with her parents. You ran out for so many days, and your father and I haven't met you for several days and looked for you everywhere. You feel sorry for your parents and you, go back with us."

The middle-aged man said angrily: "What's the use of crying with her? If she is obedient, she can steal the money from her family?! This time she will send her to school to live in the school. You are all mean to be like this!"

The middle-aged man and woman sang together, one blushed and the other white-faced. When the girl struggled to call for help, she hesitated.

The old man also advised: "The child is young and ignorant, so you adults should speak carefully, and you should not use violence."

Some people also educated the girl: "It's wrong to steal money from the family. Why don't you learn well at a young age?"

The girl's face burst into tears, looked at the passers-by around her and cried and begged: "I really don't know them. They are human traffickers. Please call the police for me."

The middle-aged man slapped her on the back after hearing this, dragging her to the side of the car even harder, and said with great anger: "Call the police, how many times have you called the police? The police said that if you call the police again, you will be detained and punished..."

The middle-aged man and woman were dressed decently, and her righteous look made the passers-by who had originally hesitated to hesitate and hesitated again. After hesitating for a while, the girl had been dragged to the car. The onlookers were half-believing and half-doubted. She slammed the car door with both hands and refused to get in, and could only cry in despair to help her.

Just as the girl was about to be stuffed into the car, Jiang Qing quickly stuffed her shoulder bag and roasted pig's trotter into Ying Qiao's arms, then rushed over and pulled the girl out of the car.

Perhaps I didn't expect someone to make trouble. The middle-aged man's expression changed and he quickly reached out to pull the girl back: "Young man, this is our housework."

The girl was so scared that she was speechless. Seeing that the middle-aged man was about to pull her again, she screamed and hid behind Jiang Qing: "I don't know them!"

Jiang Qing grabbed the middle-aged man's arm, took out his cell phone with his other hand and dialed 110: "Is it a housework? It will be clear when the police arrive."

The middle-aged man didn't expect that he was so strong. After struggling for a while, he didn't move, and looked embarrassed: "Young man, there is a misunderstanding here. You let go first, let us explain it clearly."

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman who had been crying, she knelt down straight and cried to the girl hiding behind Jiang Qing: "Qianqian, stop making trouble, go back with her parents. If she continues to make trouble like this, her parents will be shameless to survive."

Perhaps the middle-aged woman cried too miserably, and passers-by unconsciously turned to her.

Someone even advised Jiang Qing: "This is someone else's housework, so don't get involved. When the police come and make it clear, you are the one who is embarrassed."

"Yes, these parents are also committing crimes. Why did they give birth to such a child..."

Jiang Qing was unmoved and said to the onlookers: "It doesn't matter if I made a mistake, but if these two people were really human traffickers and letting them take the person away would have harmed this little girl. Life is a matter of life, it's better to wait for the police to come and figure it out."

He said firmly, and the passers-by who had originally written to the couple were shaken. Some even spontaneously surrounded the couple and echoed: "That's right, there is a guard booth in the shopping mall, and someone went to call someone."

The two waves were in a stalemate, and someone heard a loud voice: "The police are here!"

Everyone subconsciously looked at the sound. The middle-aged man and woman saw that the situation was wrong, so they took the opportunity to get into the car and drove away. They drove forward regardless of the situation, and the crowd did not dare to stop him. Seeing that the two of them were about to rush out, they suddenly heard the car tires burst out, and the four tires exploded.

This scene was too shocking, and everyone was stunned for a moment. Instead, the police rushed forward in a hurry and took the middle-aged man and woman out of the car.

The onlookers who had believed the middle-aged man and woman's words had also realized that the couple was really human traffickers! Otherwise, what would they run away? The angry passerby took advantage of the police's inattention and kicked the human traffickers a few times.

Some people gasped in disbelief: "Now there are such brave human traffickers who dare to steal people in the street?"

Someone praised Jiang Qing: "Fortunately, this young man was smart and stopped him, otherwise this girl would be in trouble."

"Yes, these human traffickers are so conscientious that they will not die well."

Everyone was talking, and the girl who was captured in the street had already collapsed on the ground and cried into tears. Jiang Luan helped her up and comforted her: "It's okay, the police are here, don't be afraid."

The little girl is only sixteen or seventeen years old, and she should still be a student. She finally calmed down when she saw the police. She sobbed and took out her cell phone from her bag to call the parents.

The incident of human traffickers abducting people in the street was too serious, and the police quickly took the person back to the police station. After receiving the call, the girl's parents arrived quickly and followed the police to the police station. Jiang Qing, as a witness to the courageous act, had to follow her to make a record.

The crowd of onlookers was gradually evacuated. Jiang Luan walked towards Ying Qiao, scratched his face and said, "Thank you just now. But I guess the hot pot won't be able to eat, so I have to go to the police station first."

——If Ying Qiao hadn't happened to be standing on the side of the road where the car passed by and reacted quickly and quietly used magic to explode the tires, the two traffickers would probably have driven away.

Ying Qiao didn't answer his words, but just looked at him with exploratory eyes: "Are you so helpful in your daily life?"

Jiang Veng didn't understand what he meant for a moment, and said in confusion: "Is it not a traditional virtue of mankind to be willing to help others and bravely act like a man? Of course, he should help someone who can help you."

Ying Qiao's mouth collapsed into a straight line. Although he did not refute him, he thought in his heart that it was a human virtue, and what's the matter with the demon clan?

Jiang Veng is probably one of the few demons he has ever seen who have completely integrated himself into human society. He suddenly chuckled and said, "You are very similar to mine... an old friend."

"Old friend? Are your friends?"

Ying Qiao smiled: "It should be considered an elder? He also liked to help the human race during his lifetime."

Jiang Qing was stunned: "Sorry, I don't know..."

Ying Qiao waved his hand and said indifferently: "No need to be sorry, he has been dead for a long time, and I am no longer sad."

But suddenly I saw a demon clan that looked so similar to him, and I felt a little touched for a moment.

Jiang Qing wanted to say something, but Ying Qiao stuffed his shoulder bag and the already cold roasted pig's trotters back, and pointed to the police car waiting on the side: "Let's go, people are waiting."

*

The two of them went to the police station for a while, and it was already past one pm after finishing the transcript.

Jiang Qing looked at the time and apologized: "I didn't expect that after so long, would you have something to do in the afternoon?"

"Let's go to hot pot with you next time," Ying Qiao looked at the missed phone call on his phone, shook his phone and made up a reason casually: "Today, the leader suddenly notified that he would work overtime."
Chapter completed!