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Qin Yize released the trafficker.
His eyes were dark and his body emanated a cold aura, "Fine, I'll let go of your son."
With that, he let go of his hand.
Clearly, these two were well-coordinated, as soon as Qin Yize released his hand, the trafficker dashed forward and stood in front of Gu Qiaoqiao.
"Mother, let's take her off the train." Saying this with a vicious shout, "Anyone dares to come up, I'll kill them."
The surrounding passengers, scared, moved back again.
The carriage was in chaos.
The mother and son, holding the dazed Gu Qiaoqiao, hurriedly walked towards the door of the carriage.
Qin Yize's expression was dark as he stood still inside the carriage.
The trafficker forced the conductor to open the door, then, clutching Gu Qiaoqiao's arm tightly, got off the train.
The knife was still pressed against Gu Qiaoqiao's neck.
Meanwhile, a shadow flashed in the carriage, and Qin Yize quickly opened the window, leaped out.
