What's So Good About Being a CEO? Isn't It Better to Set Up a Stall? (31)
Su Qiao froze for a moment, then pointed at her nose. "Me?"
"That's right, you. Come over here and be my hostage."
The human trafficker had looked around earlier. Among the onlookers, she was the only one who was relatively thin. The others were either burly men or middle-aged women with plump figures.
"She..." Zhou Ronghao glanced at Su Qiao, growing anxious.
Su Qiao shot him a look, dropped the cart in her hand, and calmly stepped forward. "Fine, I'll be your hostage. Be careful with that knife. Don't cut my face!"
"Young lady..." Zhou Ronghao was getting anxious.
Although the old lady's situation was extremely dangerous, replacing her with this young woman would leave the young woman in just as much danger.
This young woman was also exceptionally beautiful. If they reached some deserted area later, no one knew what unspeakable things this man might do.
Su Qiao ignored him and had already walked step by step to the human trafficker.
The human trafficker warily watched the two police officers. Then, with incredible speed, he shoved the old lady away and reached out to grab Su Qiao.
However, the instant he released the old lady and tried to reach out and seize Su Qiao by the neck, Su Qiao suddenly exploded into action. Her left hand seized his knife-wielding wrist and squeezed hard, while she simultaneously drove a vicious punch into his face.
With a crack, the man's knife-wielding arm was forcibly broken, and the knife in his hand clattered to the ground.
"Ah!!!"
The man let out a scream. Enduring the pain, he scrambled up from the ground with all four limbs and took off, sprinting across the traffic toward the opposite