Leng Qing hurriedly closed his mouth.

……

Leng Qing drove the car to the gate of the community and stopped, Luo Xiao leaned on the seat with his eyes closed, Leng Qing didn't speak, and after waiting for a long time, he saw several cars driving over, surrounding their cars in the center.

Then, a royal blue Bugatti Veiling came from the intersection and stopped at the entrance of the community.

Leng Qing was startled, his hands were sweating with fright, he clenched the steering wheel, "Young Master, this ......"

Luo Xiao didn't say a word, opened the car door and got out of the car.

Leng Qing hurriedly followed, "Young Master!"

The door of the Bugatti Vivi Airlines was pushed open, Monan Jue was dressed in a black trench coat, with a pair of leather boots on his slender legs, obviously he had just come over after getting off the plane, the man's face was gloomy, and his steps were very big, Luo Xiao raised his head, and was grabbed by the collar, "Where is she?!"

Luo Xiao didn't speak, and raised his eyes to look at him.

Mo Nanjue grabbed him by the collar with one hand, and pressed Luo Xiao against the door of the car with a few blows, and hit his back a few times and made a thumping sound, "I asked you where she was?!"

Leng Qing clenched his fists, and more than a dozen black-clothed people surrounded Leng Qing from their car.

Luo Xiao still didn't move, Mo Nanjue bent down slightly, reached out and took out a dagger from his leather boots, the man quickly bit off the knife sleeve, and the sharp tip of the knife pressed against Luo Xiao's neck, "Say!"

Luo Xiao then spoke, "She's with me." ”

Mo Nanjue's arm stepped forward a little, piercing the skin around his neck, and dripping bright red blood beads poured out, "I want a specific place!"

"It's useless if you go," Luo Xiao didn't cry out in pain, his eyebrows were calm, "You let go of me, let's go up and talk." ”

Mo Nanjue's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this, he lowered his head, and the tip of his nose almost touched him, "What, you want to threaten me?"

"That's right," Luo Xiao nodded, pinching this point accurately, "I'm sure you won't gamble with Xiao Ran's life, and with that, I can threaten you." ”

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes suddenly opened, "Then will you?"

Luo Xiao didn't answer, he reached out and pushed away the dagger that was already stained with blood on his neck, and his voice was firm, "Mo Nanjue, whether I will or not, I'm sure you won't." ”

There were terrifying waves in Mo Nanjue's eyes, his good-looking thin lips were pursed, and when he reached the end, the strength in his hands was still relaxed.

Luo Xiao was not surprised when he saw this, he expected that Mo Nanjue would definitely not, he stretched out his hand and pushed him away and straightened up, "Jue Shao, if you go up with me to talk, I guarantee that Xiao Ran will be fine for the time being." ”

"Don't call me, I'm dirty. ”

Mo Nanjue sneered, he raised his hand, wiped the blood on the dagger on Luo Xiao's body, and then threw it on the ground, turned around and entered the community.

Luo Xiao followed and walked in.

Mo Nanjue carried the key with him, he opened the door, and what greeted him was the kind of fragrance that Tong Ran often had, and the man habitually changed into slippers after entering the door.

There was no one at home.

Mo Nanjue walked in and sat down on the sofa, the man crossed one leg, swept his gaze, and found a pink notebook on the coffee table.

He reached for it.

It's a sky-blue notebook.

Each page is written about a dish, not only with a photo of the finished dish, but also with extreme detail: the requirements and substitutions of the side dishes, the specific method, the proportion of seasonings, the heat and the best cooking time, and even the origin of the dish name and the soup that needs to be matched......