If this plan failed, there were "professional thugs" hidden in the crowd ready to jump out and forcibly snatch people, and that skinny, black man was playing this role.

To prevent mistakes, there are criteria for those who take on the role of "professional thug." Whether strong or not is secondary; the speed of reaction and escape must be fast. Grab the child and run immediately!

When parents lose their child, in their panic they’ll certainly run to chase the "professional thug" who took the child, giving the partners a chance to escape and then meet at a predetermined point!

The duo Su Jiameng encountered in this gang was extremely strong, committing crimes with high efficiency and never failing, not because the woman was too charming, but because the skinny, black man’s speed was incredibly fast, and his strength in direct combat was also formidable.

Even if the parents of the victim caught up, he could punch them all to the ground, even to the point of killing them!

Changxi was an independently intelligent robot, naturally without much emotional fluctuation, let alone intense emotions like "panic" or "fear." The moment the skinny, black man acted, he detected it. He’d let the other party know, of all people, never to provoke him!

Guan Changxi calmly secured the sleeping Huaifeng with his right hand, stealthily opening the knuckle of his left hand to reveal a small black gun barrel inside, just waiting for that man to run into his death! He could already foresee how rhythmically the opponent would die!

However, before he waited for the skinny, black man to come looking for death, a faster, pine-green silhouette had flashed in front of him, switching attack direction at high speed, delivering a precise kick to the skinny, black man’s chest. The sound of breaking bones rang out, and the opponent’s figure shot back like a cannonball, smashing the opposite window into a large crack.

Changxi was slightly stunned, and immediately retracted the gun barrel between his fingers, shifting his gaze to the suddenly appeared teenager. A chibi smiling doll hung around the teenager’s neck, and due to his movements, it had swung from his chest to the back of his head.

As the skinny, black man slammed into the car window with a loud crash, Changxi happened to see that smiling Q-version doll float down and hang on the back of the teenager. Before Changxi could see the doll clearly, Su Yanjing leisurely stood up, slung his bag over his shoulder casually, and coldly tossed out two words, "Idiot!"

Guan Changxi was silently embarrassed. If he hadn’t seen Su Yanjing with that adorably cute Q-version doll around his neck, just hearing his voice would have made one think he was a very cold, haughty, and stylish ice-cold pretty boy.

Now all fantasies were shattered by the doll!

Others thought Su Yanjing was speaking to the skinny, black man, but Su Lu was in the dark corner drawing circles with wide kelp-like tears on her face... This junior was too unlovable, how could he criticize his Grand Uncle like this?

Su Jiameng watched the whole thing like an outsider witnessing a play, her expression calm, as if it was not her flesh and blood about to be taken. In fact, besides being slightly startled by Su Yanjing’s intervention, everything else was as expected.

If Su Yanjing hadn’t intervened, the skinny, black man and the heavily made-up woman would surely have died at the hands of Su Jiameng and Changxi.

Su Jiameng’s principle was indeed to protect the humans of the Alliance, but it did not include such scum. If these guys fell into her hands, their fate could be referenced by the Insect Race that died at Su Jiameng’s hands! In her eyes, such scum were basically equivalent to betraying the Alliance!

"Grand Uncle..." Su Yanjing slightly tilted his head, his expression unchanged, making one wonder if he was a robot.

Su Lu angrily subdued the woman, holding her down firmly. If it hadn’t been for her trick, how could she have lost such face in front of Su Yanjing, this junior? Upon hearing him call, she looked up and asked, "What’s the matter?"

"In the future, mind your own business less!" Su Yanjing said lightly. Su Lu was indeed strong, but her lack of meticulousness might end up causing trouble with recklessness. At least, he believed Su Jiameng had the ability to handle it independently, and Su Lu just needed to watch from the sidelines.

Su Lu was so angry at his words she almost choked and jumped. This junior was too unlovable, daring to speak to an elder like this; she’d have to complain to Su Yanjing’s mother—her "granddaughter-in-law"! "You, young man, just wait for your Grand Uncle!"

With such an incident happening in a public hovercar, someone naturally reported it quickly. In less than three minutes, two undercover officers arrived by flying vehicle to inquire about what had happened. As the "victim," Su Jiameng was of course questioned and her statement recorded.

The Future Interstellar police were quite efficient, needing not to go to the police station for the record; a simple inquiry was sufficient. Things weren’t that simple; the skinny, black man nearly got beaten to death, and if it weren’t for timely rescue, he’d be heading to the morgue.

However, Su Yanjing simply pulled out his student ID with a cold face, briefly explaining the previous events. The police officer recorded his student number and statement, waved them off, letting them go. Watching those two being taken away, Su Yanjing’s eyes flickered, and he pursed his lips slightly before turning to Su Jiameng, saying, "It’s all right now."

"Thank you, sir, for your help. If it weren’t for you, today would have truly been dangerous." Su Jiameng’s face was adorned with a smile.

Su Yanjing seemed to struggle with something, eventually calming down and uttering words that left Su Lu dumbfounded... This icy, wooden-faced "great-grandson junior" could actually say something that long...

"Yes, it was really dangerous before, it almost caused a fatal incident." Su Yanjing’s face was calm, his tone like he was reading a statement. Su Jiameng’s expression changed momentarily; did this teenager... realize her intent to kill? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for it at Qidian (qidian.com), your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)