When Mo Qiong confirmed that the children were at 205, he already had a plan in mind.
This time, he could not knock on the door and enter as he had done before.
That family was just an ordinary person, but the owner of this hotel was definitely an accomplice.
A trafficking gang with so many children would not casually find an unrelated place to stay.
When Mo Qiong mentioned that he had to get 205, the other party's reaction confirmed Mo Qiong's suspicions.
Indeed, he was deliberately causing trouble, but he also wanted to call the police. The owner did not let him, so he must be guilty.
In such a den of thieves, it was useless for him to go in and talk nicely, so he might as well look for trouble.
A trafficking gang with children was not only afraid of meeting the police, they also did not dare to cause any trouble, because if anything happened, they would be easily exposed.
On the other hand, Mo Qiong was not afraid of the police at all.
It was just a fight, no … how could a fight with a human trafficker be called a fight?
Then he might as well flip the table. He chased them all the way here and was as tired as a grandson, what was the point of talking nonsense with these human traffickers?
Mo Qiong pretended to be rude and unreasonable, so he was sure that they were guilty.
Sure enough, the owner swallowed his anger at first and wanted to send Mo Qiong away, but Mo Qiong was here for them, so he was not reasonable at all. He was not even afraid of calling the police, and even called the police himself.
In the end, the owner was terrified, thinking to himself, 'Why did I meet such an unreasonable person? I threatened you with calling the police, why did you call 110 yourself! You are too stubborn! '
The owner had no choice, he could not let Mo Qiong call the police, there were still a few 'brats' upstairs, if the police interrogated them, they would all be finished.
Since the soft approach did not work, he would use the hard approach.
Wasn't it just a troublemaker, a group of people could deal with him?
"Forget about calling the police, I'm warning you to get lost, or you will bear the consequences." The owner grabbed his phone and glared.
His eyes were wide open, and Mo Qiong's eyes were even wider. "I have a bad temper, and you dare to snatch my phone?"
With one kick, Mo Qiong sent the owner flying.
"Bang!"
"Ugh …"
The owner hit the wall, panting, his eyes blank, saliva flowing out uncontrollably.
"What's going on!" Four middle-aged men rushed down from upstairs, all of them had dark skin and calloused hands.
When they saw the owner's miserable state, they were a little confused, a bald man even glared at the owner fiercely.
Did he not know that they were 'transporting goods'? How could he cause trouble? Why did he even fight?
The owner pointed at Mo Qiong and said, "He … he insisted on staying in your room …"
"Young man, you're in the wrong here. This is the owner's shop. How can you beat him up when you're trying to get a room?" The bald man reprimanded.
Mo Qiong's's words, and said, "Mo's a man's,"
His words were full of gangsterism, like those hotheads who boasted that they were not afraid of the police.
The bald man's mouth twitched when he heard that. The three men beside him were even angrier. "You're asking for a beating!"
Seeing the three men's, the owner's's, the bald man's
"Don't! Don't.. Young people are so hot-blooded. I know you were just impulsive. Just call the police. It's not worth it. You can leave. Let's pretend that nothing happened today. Boss, what do you say? "The bald man said as he looked at the boss.
The boss supported himself against the wall and stood up. After hearing the bald man's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it. Forget it."
Mo Qiong smiled, thinking that this group of people was quite tolerant.
It was impossible for him to leave, as he had not seen the children. Hence, he said, "Alright, then we'll let this matter pass."
"That's right!" The bald man smiled, waiting for Mo Qiong to leave.
However, Mo Qiong did not leave, and continued, "Alright, then you can move out. I want to stay in 205."
The bald man's smile froze, and the others were furious.
"You beat up the owner, and now you want us to give up the room?" The three men said angrily.
"I beat him up because he deserved it, and I want to stay in that room because I want to. That's not contradictory, right? Also … didn't we agree to treat it as if it never happened? Why are you mentioning it now? "Mo Qiong said.
The three men glared at him. They were about to go crazy. They had never seen such an arrogant look on his face before. This time, the bald man's face was cold, and he did not say a word.
"F * ck you, I'll cripple you." The three men immediately rushed up, unable to take it anymore.
Mo Qiong thought to himself that they came at the right time, and kicked the first man in the groin.
"Ah!" That man's voice was distorted, and his eyes were bulging.
He flew up involuntarily, and landed on the bald man.
Seeing this, the bald man's expression changed. Cripple him? With this kick, he should cripple himself first.
With this, he knew that Mo Qiong was not to be trifled with. He was a good fighter.
Immediately, while the other two men were holding Mo Qiong back, he turned and went upstairs.
However, it was impossible for Mo Qiong to be held back by them. With the ability to determine his landing point, he could really do anything with his bare hands.
When someone threw a punch at him, he would grab his arm and fling him away, and that person would lose his balance and stumble.
If the other person pounced on Mo Qiong and wanted to push him down, that would be even more impossible. A person could not exert any force in mid-air, and Mo Qiong pushed him at his waist …
"Go away!" That man flew out immediately, and hit the owner who was leaning against the wall. The two of them fell together, as if they were playing billiards.
"There's one more!" Mo Qiong shouted, and rushed up to the second floor, chasing after the bald man.
He ran up and saw the bald man leading a group of children out of the room. Other than the five that Mo Qiong was looking for, there was another one that he did not know. There were a total of six children, and all of them were only three or four years old.
"You …"
The bald man was afraid that they could not win against Mo Qiong, and if things got out of hand, these children would be exposed.
So while the fight was going on downstairs, he cleverly ran up and wanted to move the children to another room.
But who knew that these three men, who were usually so arrogant, would say that they could cripple him.
In the end, they met a tough opponent, and could not even hold on for three seconds.
Just as he led the children out, Mo Qiong caught up.
"What are you doing!" Mo Qiong strode forward.
The bald man did not dare to fight with him. He suddenly smiled and said, "It's a misunderstanding, brother. It's all a misunderstanding. It's all because those three idiots have bad tempers. Aren't I giving you a room?"
"We'll move out now. You can stay as you wish."
This person had long been trained to be shameless. Seeing that Mo Qiong had seen through him, he hurriedly said that he would give him a room.
Mo Qiong lowered his head and looked at these children. He knew five of them and had seen their photos before.
They had only been missing for a few months, or even half a year. These children had lost a lot of weight, and all of them kept their mouths shut.
Thinking about it, the bald man and the rest had used many methods to make them obedient and not make a fuss.
"What's with your wound?" Mo Qiong squatted down and lifted a child's shirt. He realized that there were slight bruises on the child's arm and body.
The child still did not speak, and only looked at Mo Qiong.
The bald man said anxiously, "These are our children. Children should be taught a lesson if they don't listen."
As he said that, he looked behind Mo Qiong, and his forehead was sweating.
"We can't let him continue asking. If he keeps asking, something bad will happen …" The bald man hurriedly gave a look to the accomplice behind Mo Qiong. That look was unusually fierce.
The accomplice understood and immediately took out two iron rods from the windowsill by the stairs. These were placed there long ago in case of an emergency.
They did not expect to use them now. A man rushed towards Mo Qiong, and the iron rod made a whooshing sound as it smashed towards the back of Mo Qiong's head.
Mo Qiong's back was facing them, and he squatted down. In such a position, even if an ordinary person could react, they should not be able to dodge.
However, Mo Qiong only turned around to glance at the iron rod. He quickly took out something from his pocket and stabbed it backwards as fast as lightning.
"Ding!"
Mo Qiong used his sword to block the iron rod. He swung it forcefully, and the iron rod missed Mo Qiong.
Everyone was shocked. How could it be swung away? How fast was his reaction and eyesight?
Looking at the item in Mo Qiong's hand, their eyes almost popped out.
"Key … key?"
That was a key, an ordinary key. Using the sword technique, under absolute lock, Mo Qiong only needed to swing it mindlessly and use all his strength to increase its speed, and he would be able to knock the iron rod away. No matter what, he would definitely hit it accurately.
At most, his hand would hurt, but it was better than being hit on the head.
"Are you trying to take my life?" Mo Qiong stood up, and quickly took out a pen, and stabbed it into the man's hand.
That man was in pain, and the iron rod fell out of his hand.
Mo Qiong kicked, and like a ball, the iron rod fell into his hand.
"Bang!"
He swung the rod, and half of that man's teeth were knocked out. Fresh blood gushed out.
"Move away!" There were two men behind him who shouted, and they rushed over to wave their iron rods.
Two rods smashed over, and with two clanging sounds, they were knocked away.
Mo Qiong held the iron rod in his hand, and it was as if he was holding a sharp sword. He swung it twice, and quickly knocked away the enemy's rods.
After hitting the first one, he loosened his grip due to the recoil. When he grabbed the rod again, it instantly hit the second one.
After two clanging sounds, there were two more clanging sounds.
The two rods fell out of their hands and onto the ground.
"Wah!" The two men's hands were hit hard, and they screamed as they retreated.
A total of three men held their hands and trembled, and they looked at Mo Qiong in fear. What use did they have for this iron rod?
"Whoosh!" This was not the end, the boss also ran upstairs. He held two kitchen knives, and threw them at Mo Qiong with all his might.
Mo Qiong's eyes turned cold. He had a child behind him, but this guy was not afraid at all.
"Ding!" He swung his rod, and it hit the kitchen knives in mid-air.
"Swoosh … Clang!" The kitchen knives were like baseball, and they were smashed back, flying straight towards the boss.
The boss was stunned, and he could not react at all.
Fortunately, the kitchen knives flew past his ears, and hit the wall.
"F * ck …" The boss looked at Mo Qiong who was holding the rod in shock, and he lost all his courage.
With a cry, she ran downstairs.
At the same time, there were footsteps behind him. Mo Qiong turned around and saw the bald man rushing towards the window, wanting to jump down from the second floor to escape.
Obviously, they were frightened by Mo Qiong's strength. They did not even want their child, and wanted to escape immediately.
"Ha …" Mo Qiong swung his iron rod, and it hit the bald man's back. He was climbing through the window, and this hit made him fall down from the second floor, and he lost his balance and fell onto the road.
At the same time, the other three men ran down the stairs.
But how could Mo Qiong let them escape? For this group of people, he chased them for an entire night, and the sky was already bright.
He called the police while patting the children's heads, and said, "Stand here and don't move, I'll be back soon."
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