Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 611 Dawn (17)

After getting ready, Yan Zhen sat in the convenience store waiting for Jing Chen and the police to arrive.

The old lady who was minding the shop had nothing to do, so she chatted with Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen sensed from the old lady's words that she was kind-hearted, so he intentionally or unintentionally revealed his own experiences to her.

The old woman learned that Yan Zhen's parents had died and she was living with her brother. During the Lunar New Year, she was tricked into going to a remote mountain village under the guise of "visiting relatives" by relatives who coveted her parents' pension. They wanted to sell her to an infertile family.

She was immediately filled with a sense of justice and slapped her thigh, saying, "These two relatives are beasts! They're just taking advantage of the fact that your parents are gone and that you and your brother are orphans!"

Yan Zhen nodded: "That's right!"

"You ran away on your own. Did you notify your brother?"

“My brother doesn’t have a cell phone, but I called the police.”

"How pitiful," the old woman said, then called out to Yan Zhen, "Our little village is too remote. It will take the police a long time to get here. Are you hungry? I'll cook you some noodles."

Yan Zhen shook his head: "No..."

"It's okay, have something to eat. It will take the police several hours to take you out. If you eat something, you won't go hungry on your way home."

Unable to refuse such hospitality, Yan Zhen nodded and said, "Thank you, Grandma."

The old lady cooked a bowl of egg noodles for Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen had only eaten half of his noodles when the old lady sitting at the shop entrance suddenly got up and rushed in, pushing Yan Zhen towards the house without saying a word: "Hurry up and come in!"

Yan Zhen was slightly taken aback. He was still holding the bowl of noodles in his hands. As he followed the old lady into the house, he subconsciously lowered his voice and asked, "What's wrong?"

“Someone’s coming to the village entrance,” the old woman said. “Two men and a woman, they might be the human traffickers who lured you here.”

Yan Zhen paused, surprised that Uncle Jing and his wife, along with the man driving, had actually arrived on foot before the police.

At this moment, Yan Zhen couldn't help but feel a little glad that he had built a good relationship with the old lady.

Yan Zhen was pushed into the kitchen and hidden by the old lady.

A moment later, Aunt Jing's voice came from outside, asking the old lady, "Grandma, have you seen a little girl, about five years old, wearing a red coat and with short hair, pass by here?"

"No."

"Really not? Think carefully," Uncle Jing said. "That's our lost child..."

"I said no, and that's final!" The old woman was eager to get rid of them, her voice becoming impatient. "Are you buying anything or not? If not, then get out of here!"

The noise outside quickly subsided.

A little while later, the old woman returned to the kitchen and whispered, "They went into the village to search. You continue to hide and don't come out. I'll tell you after they leave."

Yan Zhen nodded gratefully: "Thank you."

The old lady went back out.

Ten minutes later, someone rushed in from outside: "Grandma Zheng, your two sons are fighting again. You'd better go back and check on them."

The old lady was startled. She wanted to go home to mediate the fight, but she was worried about Yan Zhen.

They wanted to take Yan Zhen with them, but were worried about encountering the three human traffickers on the way.

She hesitated for a few seconds, then simply locked the shop door and hurried home.

She had barely left when she heard the sound of someone trying to pry open a window.

Yan Zhen, who was hiding in the kitchen, listened for a few seconds, then picked up a knife from the stove.

The simple wooden window was broken open in just two or three minutes, and the first person to jump in was Uncle Jing.

He found Yan Zhen huddled in a corner of the kitchen, trembling with fear, with almost no effort. He immediately flew into a rage: "You brat, you were hiding here after all!"

Then Aunt Jing came in and sneered, "I knew that old woman guarding the shop was suspicious; she seemed so guilty when she spoke to us..."

"Stop talking nonsense and get her away quickly," the man driving said. "We still need to find my car, otherwise how are we going to get back?"

Uncle Jing reached out to grab Yan Zhen, but just as his hand was about to touch Yan Zhen, Yan Zhen, who was curled up in the corner like a rabbit waiting to be slaughtered, suddenly pulled out a knife from behind and slashed it fiercely at Uncle Jing's hand.

Uncle Jing couldn't dodge in time and was slashed on the back of his hand, drawing blood immediately.

He let out a loud scream, staggering backward in pain and fear. Aunt Jing hurriedly reached out to help him, and in their panic, they tripped the man driving behind them, causing all three of them to fall to the ground.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yan Zhen transformed into a nimble rabbit, bent down, and slipped past them.

Yan Zhen crawled out of the kitchen, stepped onto a stool, and was about to jump out of the window.

But when his body was already halfway out of the window, his legs were grabbed from behind.

She turned her head and saw that the man driving the car, whose usually stern face had become somewhat ferocious due to his anxiety, was now tightly holding Yan Zhen and trying to drag her back into the house.

Yan Zhen's strength was no match for his; she was about to be dragged back when she caught a glimpse of the flashing police car lights at the village entrance. She immediately screamed in a hoarse voice, "Help! Help me!!! Help... ugh!"

Yan Zhen was dragged back.

Upon hearing the noise, Jing Chen immediately rolled down the police car window and caught a glimpse of Yan Zhen being dragged through it. He frantically pounded on the window, shouting, "He's there!"

When the convenience store was surrounded by twenty or thirty policemen, Uncle Jing and Aunt Jing were completely dumbfounded.

The three were brought out, and six or seven police cars were parked in front of the convenience store. They were ordered to squat on the ground with their hands behind their heads.

There aren't many people in this small mountain village, and it's rare to see such a big commotion. The whole village came out to see what was going on.

Aunt Jing tried to explain: "Officer, I'm innocent! This child is our family, I'm really not a human trafficker..."

Before she could finish speaking, the old woman guarding the shop stepped forward and spat at her: "Selling out your own family is even more despicable! You heartless wretch, officer, take them away and execute them right now!"

police:"……"

Jingchen stood aside, examining Yan Zhen's body.

He rolled up her sleeves, trouser legs, and the hem of her clothes to check her over. When he saw the bruises on her arms from being pinched and the bruises on her calves from being kicked, Jing Chen's already gloomy face became even more menacing.

He patted Yan Zhen on the back to comfort her a few times, then got up and walked casually toward the police who were questioning Uncle Jing and Aunt Jing.

When the police saw him approaching, they asked, "Is your sister alright?"

"I'm injured," Jing Chen said, glancing at his second uncle, who was standing close by.

The police officer was extremely perceptive and immediately saw the murderous intent in Jing Chen's seemingly casual gaze. Before he could stop him, Jing Chen, who had been calm just moments before, suddenly launched an attack, kicking Uncle Jing's lower abdomen hard, striking him squarely in the groin.

Uncle Jing was like a chicken with its neck being choked. His face turned from white to green in pain. He was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream. He clutched his genitals and collapsed to the ground, convulsing in agony.

Upon seeing this, the police officer who reached out to stop him instinctively clenched his legs together, revealing a pained expression.

That kick basically crippled Uncle Jing.