Chapter 83

Li Yin's heart is surprised, although his action has been very fast, the bullet still hit his right ankle.

He stood up and wanted to continue to chase, but the bone in his ankle snapped, and a sharp pain suddenly hit him. He snorted with pain, and the thick dark red blood immediately flowed several traces from the wound. Several men saw that he was no longer running to catch up, and they didn't want to fight, so they put Liang Jia into a car and drove straight away.

Liang Jia's head was in a confused state of mind. Her body was shaking with her car. There was a fresh and clear smell of air in the air. She felt that her eyes were black and covered with tears, but she could not wake her eyes.

When she heard Li Yin's familiar cry, she had a glimmer of hope in her heart. But the next second, her head was calm again like a stone loaded with ten thousand jin, and the darkness came again.

At Xia's house, Zhou Xingchen seems to have thrown down Xia qiner like a piece of garbage. The fierce light in his eyes flashed by. When he heard Xia qiner's words, he seemed to have heard some funny jokes.

He should be very angry, will appear this kind of expression. He sneered and looked at Xia qin'er coolly: "then follow me back! Look where Jiaer is

The black gun in the palm of his hand: "Oh, you don't know, your father must know! If she doesn't... "

There was a flash of killing in his eyes.

Xia Zhiyang, who is still in Xia's family, has received an unknown message, and a photo of Xia qiner is attached at the bottom of the message. In the photo, Xia qin'er's hands are tightly tied, her lips are pale, with a trace of blood. Xia Zhiyang's pupil shrinks and his eyes lock the red mark in Xia qin'er's neck.

Hello, Zhou Xingchen! Sure enough, it's a good way to know that he did it so soon? She even made her baby daughter look like this!

His eyes narrowed slightly. The light was shining on his face like a knife. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. For a long time, there was a subtle light in his pupils. Reached out and dialed a string of numbers: "let my daughter go. I'll tell you where she is

Zhou Xingchen sneered at the other end of the phone. His slender fingers knocked on the table for a while, and then stretched his legs and folded them on the table: "why, Mr. Xia, do you admit that you did it?" After a smile, the voice immediately darkened, "where is she?"

"If you let my daughter go, I'll tell you."

It's just after five o'clock. It's getting a little light. In an abandoned hut, an unusual smell immediately enveloped the whole room. The silent fire spread in the air, and the smoke of gunpowder rose everywhere. Two groups of people in black were confronting each other.

Liang Jia was placed in an old chair, while Xia qin'er was standing next to the man with her mouth stuffed, and she hesitated to say something.

The man had a contemptuous smile: "Mr. Xia, how come you came by yourself."

A man's voice is deep.

Xia Zhiyang's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the man with a mask and hat in front of him. The hat was slightly lowered to cover the man's face. A pair of sharp eyes were hidden in the dark. The mask completely covered his beautiful face. Xia Zhiyang had an ominous premonition in his heart. He always felt that Zhou Xingchen was strange, But he suppresses his inner thoughts. Liang Jia is here. According to Zhou Xingchen's always high-profile practice, she will come to save his little wife in person anyway. So what is he worried about? Xia Zhiyang straightens his face. His top priority is to save his baby daughter first.

"One for her, one for her." Xia Zhiyang pulled the corners of his mouth and laughed with disdain in his heart.

Liang Jia seemed to move.

"Good!"

For a long time, the man seems to be a little impatient, agreed very readily, beyond Xia Zhiyang's expectations. The man's hat covers his eyes, so that Xia Zhiyang can't see his look. Xia Zhiyang can't help but think, maybe it's too nervous for his little wife, or afraid of being discovered by the media? He couldn't help laughing. His plan seems to be successful soon.

Step by step, Liang Jia kept her head down.

The color of expectation appears in the pupil of Xia qin'er's eyes.

One step, one step.

"Bang."

Xia qiner will be taken over the moment, Xia Zhiyang suddenly fired a shot at the man. For a moment, the scene became chaotic. Xia Zhiyang waved his hand, and the people behind him rushed forward as if they were not going to die.

Xia Zhiyang didn't look at the chaotic scene of the gunfight. He carefully protected his daughter. He walked through the crowd and successfully got into the car.

His plan was successful. The woman who was dressed like Liang Jia was just a woman with similar figure and appearance, and that woman was not worth dying. The real Liang Jia is still in his hands.As soon as his eyes narrowed, he looked through the glass on the window at the people who were still fighting inside, and a smile like victory rose from the corner of his mouth.

The man standing in the abandoned house takes off his hat, and Jin Xuan's handsome face suddenly appears in front of him. With a sneer, he quickly dodged the fighting crowd. Out of the abandoned house to call Zhou Xingchen: "Zhou Shao, you guessed right." He pondered and said, "the old Xia dog robbed Xia qin'er and ran into the car."

Zhou Xingchen pondered on the other end of the phone and said that he knew. At the moment, he was holding Liang Jia who had been missing for several hours in his arms.

He had already guessed that Xia Zhiyang would not let Liang Jia out so easily. But he didn't expect that the old fox was so vicious. He robbed Xia qin'er and shot him.

Time back half an hour ago.

Zhou Xingchen took up the thread and hit the table aimlessly with his fingers. His head was flying fast. He didn't think Xia Zhiyang would let Jia'er go so soon. After all, people in this city now know that Liang Jia is his weakness.

So he had second-hand preparation.

Let Jin Xuan pretend to be him for the appointment, and he leads a group of people into Xia's house.

As soon as he entered Xia's house, he felt an unusual breath. He was sure that his little wife was here.

The door that a few people get in the way of a gun to solve, Zhou Xingchen finally found the dying little wife in the wardrobe.

Liang Jia lies in Zhou Xingchen's arms, her head is still dizzy. She opens her eyes with difficulty. It seems that she sees Zhou Xingchen in her blurred vision, but it doesn't seem to be him.

She stretched out her hand to touch his face to see if he was real. She whispered, "Xing Chen... Is that you?"

She can't help but want to say her vulnerability: "Xing Chen, I'm so afraid..."

She felt a gentle touch in her hair before she fell into a coma.

Xing Chen