Ning An's Wild Wish System

Chapter 459: Chapter 247: Human Trafficker Beaten to Death? No, Tortured to Death! (2)

Inside the room, a woman heard the noise and came out as well. It was the same sister from before, but now with her makeup removed, she appeared as a middle-aged woman.

She looked at the little girl with pity, quickly fetched a towel from inside, wet it with cold water, and pressed it against the girl’s face.

At the same time, the middle-aged woman reproached the man, saying, "You wild beast, not working means not working, we can just take more medicine. What’s the point of getting angry at her? If you hurt her and can’t sell her, you’ll regret it."

The little girl had delicate features, exuding a sense of nobility all over. In the hands of the traffickers, a child like her was a money tree, a goldmine for them.

"I know, I know."

The man spat impatiently and turned to walk back inside, grumbling, "I’ll avoid hitting the face next time, troublesome."

...

"Sob sob... crash..."

The little girl faintly heard the sound of the train wheels colliding with the asphalt road.

She didn’t know where she was, only feeling like she had traveled far, far away.

The traffickers certainly wouldn’t buy her a train ticket, but fortunately, they were part of an organization with a dedicated bus service.

However, this kind of bus couldn’t be seen in the light, so it generally took back roads.

The bus was also modified, with a hole dug under the back seats.

When on the main road, the kidnapped children were shoved into suitcases and tossed in, only seeing the light again when back on the small roads.

The space inside the suitcase was extremely cramped, surrounded by darkness, not a hint of light to be seen.

The little girl curled up, her inner fear and helplessness reaching a peak. She opened her eyes blankly yet saw nothing.

"Mom, Dad, where are you..."

"Ruoruo is scared..."

"Have you abandoned Ruoruo?"

"Mom and Dad, take me home quickly, I’m about to die..."

Her longing for her parents reached a peak.

She missed her parents so much; she missed that warm, comfortable home.

She knew her parents hadn’t abandoned her, so now all she could do was pray to the heavens amidst infinite despair.

...

The images flashed through the little girl’s mind like a lantern show, and she mumbled intermittently.

The more her daughter murmured in her sleep, the harder her parents cried.

This was their biological daughter—they had never let her suffer even a bit!

The already agitated male Incense Burners couldn’t stand it anymore.

Especially a few men who already looked fierce stepped forward, their knuckles cracking loudly.

"Scumbags like you, killing you would dirty my hands!"

"Brothers, no need for you to act. Just help me block that camera over there."

"No, you help me block it. I’ve been learning Tongbei Fist since I was a kid, and I’m a medical postgraduate. I know how to hurt them badly, but have it assessed medically as only minor injuries."

"Buddy, you’re quite professional! What are you waiting for, guys? Help block the camera!"

"..."

The surrounding Incense Burners silently put their phones back in their pockets, a few burly men blocking the camera, while the Furious Medical Student took action.

He took off his shirt, revealing muscular arms, flashed a wicked smile, and slapped them swiftly.

"You worthless trash! I detest people like you! Hold on, my brother’s been practicing hard lately, scream if it hurts."

Before the couple on the ground could react, he went into action, landing hundreds of slaps within thirty seconds, swelling both their faces.

"I... it hurts, hiss, ahh!"

"Brother, it’s not necessary to do this. This matter has nothing to do with you, let’s just... ahh, hiss!"

The woman grimaced in pain, while the man, trying to use smooth talk to end the beating, was slapped back mid-sentence.

Satisfied with his work, the Furious Medical Student stood up, rubbing his slightly sore wrist.

"Sorry, brothers, I don’t get your talk. If I did, I wouldn’t have ended up miserably studying medicine."

Looking at the couple with swollen faces and bloodied lips, the guys blocking the camera felt deceived.

"Hey brother, I may not have gone to school, but what you did seems very different from what you claimed."

"Their faces are visibly swollen, are you sure the injuries will be assessed as minor?"

"I feel like you’re tricking us."

Hearing their complaints, the Furious Medical Student sheepishly scratched his head and gave a shy smile, "I did that because I feared you might not give me a chance, so I resorted to this, no offense, hehe."

The big guys were so pissed their faces turned black, letting a junior get the upper hand on such a good thing.

If this gets out, people in their circle might think they’re too afraid to take responsibility!

They stepped forward a few steps, ready to teach the trafficker couple a lesson, when the little girl’s father called loudly, "I appreciate the goodwill of you brothers."

The girl’s father stood up, clasping his fists to everyone around, "You’re all good men; there’s no need to dirty your hands over this."

"I’m the kid’s dad. Everyone, let me handle this."

The big guys who initially intended to step up stopped reluctantly upon hearing this.

They glanced at the girl’s father, saw him nod, and remained silent.

They were all parents to daughters, and some things didn’t need to be said aloud; a mere glance was enough to understand each other’s intentions.