Disgusted almost vomit out, but he was born to swallow back, a mouthful of a slow chewing

The door of the warehouse was suddenly opened, and two strong men came in from the outside.

Looking at the day when he was eating steamed bread, his cold sight was full of disgust, "Stinky boy, stop shouting. There's no one here, and don't worry about who's going to save you. "

"Who are you?"

Knowing that his thoughts had been discovered for a long time, Xiaotian raised the volume slightly and asked again.

"Originally, we just wanted to tie the child here. Who's going to let you down! I advise you to stay honest. You can't run away anyway. You'd better accept your life. "

Drop such a word, two people walked out again.

Outside the man sitting on a stone, is still that tattered clothes.

He took out a picture from his arms, which showed a pretty girl with a sweet smile on her face.

The man's eyes show crazy persistence. The hand holding the photo trembles slightly, and the torn voice lines squeeze out from his throat, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Ting Ting, don't worry, I will help you get revenge! All the people who have hurt you, I will help you to ask for it

Next to a strong man, will be a mobile phone in front of him, "there is a phone for you."

The man answers the mobile phone, but he doesn't know about the person on the other end of the phone.

It seemed that he suddenly appeared in front of him and promised to send someone to help him take revenge. However, he was alone and had no worries, so he agreed.

"Hello..."

"Is it going well?"

The sound line from the sound transformer is twisted to make people creepy.

"Well, it has been tied up. Are you sure Jing chihan will find it here?"

The man hesitated to ask, he painstakingly tied these two people, the purpose is just to die with Jing chihan, if you can't see him at all, isn't it not worth the loss?

On the other side of the receiver, there was a pause, followed by a series of laughter, "of course."

Needless to say, even for the sake of this child, Jing chihan will definitely get there.

X sits in the black chair, fondling the ring on his hands.

"X, Fu Chen, everything is going well. I should be able to enter Fu's villa soon."

The woman bowed her head and did not dare to look at the man opposite. Her trembling voice slowly reported her recent progress.

"Good, then I'll wait for your good news."

X waves and the woman steps out of the house.

The moonlight outside the window is as bright and clean as it was many years ago, but now he has no chance to look back.

To be exact, as early as many years ago, he had lost the right to choose.

As usual, Shi Qing and joss chat on the Internet every night.

However, today, sitting in front of the computer, Shi Qing left and right didn't wait for joss to go online, and her original uneasiness deepened a bit.

After thinking about it, I finally decided to call Jos and ask about the latest situation.

He took his cell phone out of his arms. Joss's phone was at the top of the address book. After a moment's hesitation, he pressed the green call button.

After a few beeps of waiting, the phone is connected.

But the voice from the opposite side was not the one he expected.

"Why are you? What about Jos? "

Hearing the voice of Jing Che Han, Shi Qing asked subconsciously.

"She's... Not very good," Jing chihan walked away with his mobile phone and looked at Jos sitting on the sofa. His eyes were still empty, holding his legs, bread and dough obediently lying beside her, rubbing his little head against the master from time to time.

"What's the matter?"

From Jing zhehan's words, Shi Qing can naturally detect the unusual breath. According to the usual habit of joss, even if she sits with Jing zhehan, it is impossible for her to let him answer the phone instead of her.

"Xiaotian and fufu are missing."

There is no fragmentary expression, very simple sentences to express the current situation completely.

And carefully asked the specific process, when Qing hung up the phone, the whole person leaned against the large leather chair.

Judging from the situation at that time, Xiaotian and fufu disappeared after they entered the Hutong, while those who were sent by jingchihan to protect them secretly were stopped outside the Hutong by a car that didn't know where to drive.

There can't be surveillance video in the Hutong, but there must be surveillance equipment in the streets around the Hutong.

Shi Qing opened his laptop and typed a series of strange codes on the recipient of the e-mail.

Then he listed the specific matters that needed to be investigated clearly, carefully checked whether there was any missing content, and he pressed the send button.

The email icon glows on the screen and disappears in a flash.

In a small Internet bar in S City, the man sitting in front of the computer holds a black mouse in one hand and controls the keyboard in the other hand, just like the God of war is invincible in the game.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated for a while. The man turned his mouth and finally made a big move. Wu Yangyang, the beast soldier, fell to the ground, "Ko --"

He raised his hand and rubbed his nose. With a satisfied smile, he pulled out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket. On the screen was his familiar email icon.

Click on the email and read it carefully. The man stands up from his seat and brings his wide one-piece hat to his head.

He went to the cashier and handed a fifty dollar bill to the boss.

Recently, he has nothing to do. He basically depends on the Internet bar every day. Except for the boss, he has no acquaintances in this city.

As for the name, the boss called him Ling Yu. For himself, the name is just a code. Everything is the same.

He took out a handheld computer from his backpack and entered the location in the email into the computer. The red cursor kept jumping around, and dozens of green light spots spread around.

"Not much..."

Slanting the corner of his mouth, he galloped a few steps and turned into an alley.

Deep in the alley, a motorcycle was covered with black plastic.

He walked up to the motorcycle and pulled the whole plastic cloth to the ground. The motorcycle was made of steel and was tough. He dusted the seat.

"Old friend, it's time to work."

Jumping on the motorcycle, Ling Yu skillfully connects his laptop with the electronic screen of the motorcycle, and the red dialog box shows the transmission progress.