After finishing the shooting, Alan said to Xia An very excitedly. He was obviously very satisfied with the photos he took.
However, Xia An was not interested in this, and she knew nothing about photography. So after shooting, she was very happy to go back to sleep.
However, when everyone stopped working and was about to go back, an accident happened.
You rotten boy! Come back to me! You dare to hurt me and run away. I will kill you, you unscrupulous wolf!
When Xia An and Alan finished packing and were preparing to return to the small village where they stayed, a scary shout was heard from the woods on the mountain.
The voice was full of anger, which sounded particularly deary in the quiet middle of the night.
Wow, wow!
There was a sound of someone running in the grass, and soon, Xia An and Alan saw a small body running out of it.
Boom!
Ah!
The childs head was smashed by something, and then she heard a scream. The fast-running child rolled down from the small hillside.
Alan hurried over.
Xia An, come and help me.
Hearing Alans words, Xia An held her sons palm and walked towards the little boy.
They saw the little boy who fell from the hillside. His head was stained with red blood. His body was dirty and he looked really terrible.
With that said, the faces of the two men present changed.
Alan was shocked, and the man who claimed to be the boys father had a dark face.
Okay! Are you a trafficker?
The most hated crime for Alan was kidnapping or trafficking.
At first he didnt think that the two would be related. Now after hearing the injured little boy say so, it immediately confirmed his thought.
What trafficker! This is the son I bought for two thousand dollars! He is my son!
The man stared at Alan fiercely.
At this time, the injured little boy also saw that Alan was kind and maybe he could rescue him.
So he looked at Alan tearfully, crying for help, Uncle, please save me. My house is not here. They are bad people. If I am caught by them again this time they will break my leg.
Alans heart softened, and his decision to help the boy became stronger.
Big brother, it is against the law to buy and sell children in our country, so this child is not yours!
You want to grab my son? I think youre impatient!
The villager ignored Alans words. He didnt even talk anymore and raised his hands directly to Alan.
Alan was originally mixed in the fashion industry. Even if he would work out in the gym, it was only for good shape. He didnt have any combat power.
So when mans fist came in, Alan was frightened.
When the big fist like sandbag was about to hit Alan, a white and delicate hand appeared in front of Alans eyes, and then