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Dressed in black, a woman riding a motorcycle with a ponytail had a cold expression on her face. Her eyes were fierce as she drove the motorcycle at full speed toward the gangsters. They were so scared that they scattered like birds and beasts. One of them rushed toward Lu Xiaogun while Ye Qiao rode the motorcycle. However, when she was close to them, she changed direction and released the handlebars of the motorcycle. She got off the motorcycle and landed steadily on the ground.
Lu Xiaogun turned around and saw a dagger stabbing at him. At that moment, a domineering shout was heard. The gangster was kicked by Ye Qiao and fell to the side. His body fell into a safe embrace!
It was his mother's embrace!
"Lu Xiaogun, are you hurt?" Ye Qiao held her son in her arms. Her extremely nervous heart only felt pain now. She held her son's handsome face with both hands and asked nervously.
"No!" Lu Xiaogun answered loudly. Ye Qiao kissed his forehead hard.