Five Kids in the RV

Everyone thought Long Hui was crazy—— With five children, the youngest of whom is just one month old, they drove a dilapidated RV on the Sichuan-Tibet line. The man at the gas station glanced at the squealing child in the back seat: "Brother, are you moving or escaping?" Long Hui smiled: "Forget it." What he didn't say was: someone was waiting for him. My mother, who has been missing for thirty years, is in Ranwu Lake. There was also a group of people who didn't want him there. The first wave of pursuers were disguised travel companions. The five-year-old third walked around the house for four minutes and asked, "Why are the soles of your shoes so flat?" The three-year-old Si retreated into the car: "She's cold. She's a bad guy." The second wave of pursuers took advantage of the rainy night to break open the windows and invade. Long Hui used fishing line and Red Bull cans to make a trap. Chen Lu leaned out from the side window - in 1.4 Seconds, a needle pierced the opponent's forearm. Before the mercenary fell, he pressed the intercom with his last breath: "The target... Is not an ordinary person." There was silence on the other end of the intercom for five seconds. Then an old voice came, speaking the Tibetan language Long Hui learned thirty years ago: "Let them come. I have been waiting for twenty years, and what I have been waiting for is for my whole family to be together." Long Hui's hand holding the steering wheel broke out in cold sweat for the first time. In the rearview mirror, the youngest opened his eyes and smiled at him. That smile is not like that of a child who has just turned one month old.