Smell speech, C sneers, "I just want to tell you that no matter what means you use, you can't win me, just a girl. For me, it's no different from a pet raised from childhood."

He smiled coldly and mercilessly with a slight tug at the corner of his mouth.

Pete also sneered and raised his eyebrows. "Is that right?"

"You can try."

C lenghum, hands pressing the handrail, the tall body suddenly stood up.

Long legs, go under the car.

Peter raised his voice behind him and asked, "look, are you really indifferent?"

Then came the girl's cry from her cell phone.

C hears the sound, the footstep does not stop, indifferent.

As he walked, he said in a loud voice, "just use your method."

The tone sounds really calm.

Pete was so upset that he ordered, "go ahead."

"Ah..."

"Little uncle."

"Brother and sister-in-law."

The cry of the girl was heartbreaking Wuwuwu Little uncle. "

C's footsteps still did not stop. Peter followed him to the door.

When he got out of the car, Pete raised his voice and shouted to him, "I've had her checked. She's still a place. I can think of her as my lover then."

If the tone sounds like more silver Dang, there will be more silver Dang.

C's feet endure, and finally stop.

But turning around, there is still an ironic smile on his face, except for this.

He looked at Pete and said, "if I were you, I'd better go back and recruit people and see how many people are willing to be loyal to you."

He turned around and left without looking back.

"Damn it!"

Peter scolded and ordered to the people around him: "I'll bring her here later. I'll check her body myself."

……

Mindfulness stands at the intersection, looking at the black shirt man coming from afar.

Deep eyes.

When the man saw him, his steps stopped, and his face flashed with an imperceptible surprise.

For a moment, however, his pace returned to normal.

Thinking deeply also stepped forward, and met up, two people very tacit in the distance from each other there are almost two steps to stop.

"Deep."

Song Changlin opened his mouth first, laughing and shouting.

"Do you know Jiajia's whereabouts?" he asked with deep concern

His cold eyes seemed to be frosted.

Song Changlin said, "I will let her come back safely."

Light tone, but the general overbearing, full of confidence.

Saying that he raised his feet, walked past from the side of deep consideration, and quickened his pace.

Looking back at Song Changlin, I raised my voice, "Mr. C."

Song Changlin's step.

The hand that hangs at the leg edge quivered.

"Is that you?" he said

There was a hint of irony in the tone.

Song Changlin's shoulders relaxed gradually. He turned his head slowly, still smiling and thinking deeply. "Call uncle."

Two steps forward, he reached up to song Changlin, reached for his collar, and asked aloud, "can you tell me if she will come back alive?"

The tone almost roared.

Then the eyes turned red.

He shivered with fear.

Song Changlin replied positively, "yes."

His confidence gave him a lot of comfort. He pushed him hard, and then pointed to him and warned: "she can only come back alive, or I will care about your kingdom of yemori."