It hurts badly.

Honglin involuntarily called out.

When Uncle Qing heard the sound, he suddenly turned back and saw Honglin slowly fall to the ground with a knife in her belly.

In his eyes, there was a blood red in an instant.

Almost at that moment, he no longer avoided the attack of these people. He strode towards Honglin.

He is afraid.

He was afraid that if he was late, these crazy people would directly kill Honglin.

Uncle Qing was walking like a meteor, all over his body, emitting a cold and arrogant spirit. His strong momentum and the spirit of not afraid of death made people retreat. Those people, obviously one by one, had knives in their hands, but they didn't have the courage to stab uncle Qing.

That fear emanates from the bones.

beyond control.

Uncle Qing was almost unimpeded and went to Honglin's side.

He raised his hand and picked up Honglin. Uncle Qing carefully examined her wound. The wound was a little deep. The knife went in nearly half, and the blood flow was very urgent.

Uncle Qing frowned, "how, can you hold it?"

Hearing the question, Honglin nodded tremblingly.

"Hold on... Hold on."

Just three words, but Hong Lin said it intermittently. Her voice was weak and she could hardly hear it clearly in the end.

Uncle Qing's heart suddenly hung up.

He grabbed Hung Lin's hand and held her hand over the edge of the knife.

"Don't be afraid, Honglin. Uncle Qing will take you to see a doctor in a minute. Hold on, just a minute, just a minute."

"Don't... don't worry about me, old lady... Um... Old lady..."

She's hurt. It's a small thing.

However, if Mei Caihua is caught, it is hard to predict what they will face.

That's what matters.

Listening to Honglin's words, uncle Qing's eyes were wet.

The people of Jinghong are all selected and trained by Si HaoChen. They can have today with their own blood and sweat. Si HaoChen is honest with them, and they are loyal to Si HaoChen.

Even now, Hong Lin has not forgotten her task.

Uncle Qing said he was not moved. It was false.

Holding Honglin's hand, he could not help tightening slightly. Uncle Qing choked and said, "don't worry, there's still me. You promised uncle Qing that you must hold on. "

"Well..."

"Shit, what are you doing waiting to see them play a bitter play? is it pretty? If you are old and still care about others, you'd better worry about yourself. You... You, give it to me. They both hurt our brothers. No one can feel better. "

The man roared and directed his men to attack uncle Qing.

Those people dare not disobey.

The next moment, they rushed up.

"Hung Lin, hold on."

Uncle Qing gave a low roar and then flattened Hong Lin. he took Hong Lin as the center, drew a half circle, came a neat sweep of the hall legs, and kicked down three or four people in a row.

Taking advantage of the moment they fell, uncle Qing quickly got up and attacked the group again.

Just then

In Xinyuan mansion, there was a harsh dog barking.

The snowball barked, and the sound was almost crazy. Uncle Qing has never heard such a sound. Because snowball is very good, never like this.

The heart hangs up in an instant.

"Old lady..."

Subconsciously shouted out, uncle Qing deliberately went to the villa. However, too many people stopped him and he couldn't move a step.

Uncle Qing is very anxious.

Suddenly, the fierce dog barking suddenly turned into a sob, from strong to weak, and gradually disappeared.

Uncle Qing didn't see anything.

But that picture, the picture of the snowball falling down, he could imagine. Old tears ran down his cheeks without warning.

Just then, a clear bell rang in the crowd.

The leading man's cell phone suddenly rang, and he answered the phone irritably.

"Who?"

"Come back, come on."

"What?" Hearing Xu Yueru's words, the man's eyes widened a little, "shit, where's the man?"

"There are three minutes to go outside Xinyuan mansion at the latest."

"Asshole."

Angry and rude, the man cut off the call. He waved his hand and directed his men at the top of his voice.

"Hurry, get rid of this old thing. Others hurry to the villa and catch the old woman for me. One minute, take care of everything and get out of here. "

If you don't withdraw, it's hard to go.

The man's voice fell and the scene was in a mess.

Uncle Qing knows that his own people must have arrived. Xu Shi has support in his heart, and his actions are much more fierce.

Faster than expected.

In about a minute, Hongzhi, Hongru, Su Xiaoxiao and Mo Xinlan had already arrived with people.

A group of people flocked to help Uncle Qing and naturally controlled the situation. Mo Xinlan asked Su Xiaoxiao and Hongru to stay in the car for the time being, so as not to hurt Su Xiaoxiao. And she got out of the car with Hongzhi.

Seeing Honglin lying on the ground with blood stains on her body, Hongzhi's eyes turned red in an instant.

"Hong Lin."

He rushed up quickly and picked up Honglin. Hongzhi called her name again and again.

However, Honglin has fainted and can't respond to her.

Mo Xinlan looked at her, her face was livid, and her fist couldn't help clenching“ Hongzhi, take two people to take Honglin to the hospital. Go now. "

"Yes."

Hongzhi did not hesitate. She greeted two people and came to lift Honglin.

A group of three quickly rushed out of Xinyuan mansion.

"Uncle Qing, how are you?"

Mo Xinlan looked at Uncle Qing and asked in a trembling voice. She hates herself. Why didn't she come back faster.

Uncle Qing sighed slightly and said, "I'm fine. It's just a small injury. Go in and have a look. The old lady is still inside. "

"Go..."

Mo Xinlan said, and then took four people into the villa with Uncle Qing.

The living room was a mess.

Near the stairway leading to the second floor, a large area of blood was stained on the snow-white hair of the snowball. It fell weakly to the ground and gasped hard.

Wait a minute, I'm very weak.

Mo Xinlan's eyes are red, and her heart hurts.

However, she didn't care about the snowball at all. She held back her tears and left a person to help deal with the snowball and send it to the veterinarian, while she bypassed the snowball and took people directly to the second floor.

There are many rooms on the second floor, almost all of which have been searched.

"Where's my mother? Where are their people? "

"The old lady is in the study. Two of them came in and never went out..."

As for where these two people are, uncle Qing is not sure.

Mo Xinlan listened to Uncle Qing's words and felt a little relieved. She knows the layout of the study. If Mei Caihua were in the study, there should be no accident.

Thinking in his heart, Mo Xinlan quickly went to the study with Uncle Qing.

"Mom, are you there?"

Mo Xinlan knocked on the door and whispered.

However, there was no response from Mei Caihua in the study