Before she could shout, the man asked coldly, "where's your wife?"

Servant Leng for a while, conditional response: "Madam travel, a few days back."

In a few days.

Jing Zhongqing's eyes narrowed. Just then, his mobile phone rang.

Touch out a look, is familiar with the number, he connected: "found?"

That end is a arrogant female voice: "found is found, but that place, you dare to go, also don't know whether it's too late..."

With the help of the servant, Jing Zhentian comes up quickly. As soon as he goes upstairs, he sees that Jing Zhongqing has just hung up. He turns around and goes downstairs.

He stood at the top of the stairs, holding his eldest son's wrist: "Zhongqing, I know about your mother..."

Jing Zhongqing waved him away, turned his eyes and looked at him coldly. His pupils tightened: "your mouth doesn't deserve to mention her." With that, he went downstairs and left again, just like the Tathagata.

Jing Zhentian is standing on the second floor, looking at his disappearing back, he feels tired both physically and mentally.

After a short pause, he raised his eyebrows and ordered the servant: "call the lady and let her come back immediately. I'd like to see what good she has done!"

The servant was full of embarrassment: "Sir, madam's mobile phone is off..."

"Fight, fight till she turns on!" Jing shook the sky and roared.

The servants did not dare to neglect and agreed quickly.

New York is a rich area in the United States, but close to the border of New York, there is also a mixed place.

Jing zhehan drives the car. The number of yards of the car is the highest. His eyes are fixed on the road ahead. He takes a turn and copies another car.

At the same time, on the other road, Jing Zhongqing again ordered the driver: "hurry up!"

The driver looked bitterly at the navigation and said, "there's a defense point ahead. Is it slower..."

Jing Zhongqing's face was cold and her eyes were tight.

The driver nodded and sped up the speed, not daring to ask again.

The two roads, one south and one north, are heading in the same direction. It's just, it's too far, it's really too far. Just driving, I don't know when I will arrive.

……

Jos looked at the tall man who had fallen to the ground with bleeding back and fainted. She pinched her collar and looked up at the yellow man standing opposite her with a brick.

This is the object she just called for help. The tramp, who is from the same country, saved her.

Her clothes were not damaged too much, but she was torn a lot by the big yellow teeth. Now, she can't get up at all. Her pants are in good condition, but her clothes are like this. Even if she goes out, she will be watched.

She huddled in the corner, looking at the big yellow tooth on the ground, feeling resentful. She touched a bottle of wine from the side, aimed at the big yellow tooth's head, and smashed it.

Looking at her resentful action, the Yellow tramp was stunned and sneered: "don't you have the ability to protect yourself? Do you still need others to save you?"

Joss dropped the bottle and watched the blood gushing from his head, shaking his hands.

Just now, she was really scared. She even thought about death. If this disgusting man really treated her, she would not live.

And this man wanted to rape her, she just returned him a bottle of wine, which was already a preferential treatment.

She got up reluctantly, supported the wall with her hands, stood up and surrounded herself.

The Yellow tramp took off his dirty coat and threw it on her.

The stench from his face made him vomit.

"Put it on, cover your head and wrap yourself up, or you won't be able to go anywhere."

Joss knew the man was helping herself, so she spoke Chinese to him and trusted him.

Wrapped in clothes, the smell is still pervading. She can only bear it at this time.

The Yellow vagrant took her out of the alley. Outside, the two white people saw them come out, but they didn't look at Dahuang teeth. They looked at each other and had some speculation.

Jos didn't dare to see much. He followed the Yellow tramp and went further.

The slums are large, with places of chaos and poverty.

Joss was taken to a house with almost only a roof. There were several children huddled together. These children were all seven or eight years old. Without parents, several people lived together. They picked something that others didn't want to eat, or went to steal something to sell. In a word, they had means and were not afraid to live.

The Yellow tramp asked Jos to sit aside and ask for his own clothes. He was very sorry to see him pat his clothes. It was as if Jos would wear his dirty clothes, which were too dirty to see the color, and which were almost broken.

Joss asked him in a low voice, "can you take me away, or can you give me a call? I want to contact my friend. When he comes, I will pay you and buy you new clothes. "

She said it in Chinese, but the children couldn't understand it. They just looked at it curiously. The tramp went to the kitchen and planned to start cooking. Hearing the words, he didn't agree with joss, as if he didn't hear it.

Jos got up, walked over carefully, approached and said again.

The tramp turned his head and looked at her coldly. He seemed to be repelled by her approach.

Joss quickly stepped back two steps, still talking: "I was thrown to this place, my family, will be very worried, please, help me again."

This is a foreign country. This is the United States, not China. It's too far away. She's not even sure if Jing chihan finds out that she's missing, or even if he does, can he think that she's been taken abroad?

If he doesn't take the initiative to contact him, he can't find his own.

Thinking of this, she felt very sad and said eagerly, "I don't know if you saved me because of your compatriots or something else, but I really thank you very much. Even if you can't leave, let me call you, OK? Although it's a long distance, I promise it won't take more than a minute. I'll finish it in a minute. Please, really

The tramp scooped up a spoonful of water, poured it into a dirty pot, lit a fire and wanted to boil the water.

Joss looked at the so-called kitchen. It was no longer so simple. There were two or three potatoes beside it. The tramp probably wanted to cook the potatoes and eat them like this.

Seeing that he was cooking, the children all stood up and went outside.

Joss stood beside them, watching their normal life, but his heart was burning.

"How can you help me?" She asked, biting her teeth.

"I've offended them. Tomorrow at the latest, they will come to me." Calm voice, from the front, clearly said is dangerous, his tone, but flat light.