Song Yuyao walked step by step on the red wool carpet, these maps are all made of alpacas in New Zealand, this wool is hollow, excellent texture, not to mention warmth. This fine fluff, which was privileged to be used by the dignitaries of knowledge, was thus spread in the corridors of the Medallion's House.

If any European nobleman came over, he would have breathed and shouted, "Destroy the heavens." ”

It had just snowed outside the house, and Song Yuyao's boots stepped on the stall, leaving shallow traces. This row of footprints went all the way to the innermost room.

"Who are you?" Song Yuyao walked up to two men, and the man in a decent suit saw Song Yuyao and asked.

Where Song Yuyao stood, looking at it with a little gazed eyes, the man, suddenly only felt very aggrieved, I don't know why the tears in her eyes were very shallow, as if she was bound by something, she was very strange, why she was so uncomfortable.

"Please hurry up and get out!" The man looked at Song Yuyao impatiently, if Song Yuyao was not a beautiful girl at this time, maybe he didn't even have the patience to speak.

"Hey, this fairy is much better than those who sit on the stage*, you can see that little face can squeeze out water. The other man said with a lewd smile.

The man looked at Song Yuyao, and took a sip of saliva, indeed those Hongchen women themselves have not played less, since the fall of the Song family of the Hong Gang, a large number of cadres have been dealt with, and these little minions of themselves can be regarded as having a bright future.

The man took a closer look at Song Yuyao, and couldn't help but light up, it was so beautiful! This was his first reaction, that kind of slightly green beauty was like a hibiscus just out of the water, and those oirans and the like in front of this girl were not enough to see!

The two looked around, this floor of the Medallion Club will never be open to the public, and you need to take a special elevator to enter this floor, and there is a special person to guard it, is it the lover of the high-rise?

But immediately the two of them dispelled this concern, there is a special room on the upper floor, this girl looks confused and should have come over unintentionally, since it was unintentional, then it should be the welfare of the brothers!

"Are you lost?" the man said with an evil smile, and at this time, the eyes of the two looking at Song Yuyao were completely two hungry wolves!

"I ........." Song Yuyao choked up a little and subconsciously stepped back, she had hardly been here in the past, looking at the man's appearance, he should be the officer of the so-called gang, and he was a former subordinate of his father. Not so long ago, those who visited their homes had friendly smiles, but in the blink of an eye, they had changed their faces to this one.

Song Yuyao unconsciously tears had fallen, like two streams, running down her cheeks to her lips, and finally dripping down that delicate chin, wetting the hair below.

"It's okay, now you'll be comfortable crying for a while. The man walked forward, step by step.

"What are you doing?" said a burly figure in a domineering tone.

The roar interrupted the two, and they looked up at the nosy man, "Left......

Elder! The two hesitated for a moment, then immediately straightened up.

Zuo Baofeng looked at the two of them, and the somewhat familiar back, standing there not knowing what he was thinking.

"Uncle Zuo?" Song Yuyao turned around and saw Zuo Baofeng, like a bird who had found his own home, and the pear blossoms ran towards Zuo Baofeng with rain.

Everything Song Yuyao knew during her time at home was deduced by herself through the Internet. Du Feng blocked all the news in order to let her out of the shadows, and for Song Yuyao, Zuo Baofeng, who grew up with her, was the only person who could rely on her, and the only person who knew all the truth.

Zuo Baofeng helped Song Yuyao up, looking at this twenty-year-old girl, the taste in his heart was far greater than the taste of shooting at Song Jichang at that time.

The two officials looked at the relationship between Zuo Baofeng and Song Yuyao, and couldn't help but have the hairs on their heads set up! As the only high-level person who survived the Song family's forces, Zuo Baofeng's identity not only did not fall, but he directly entered the Elders' Pavilion from the hall master, and became one of the real magnates of the Hong Gang!

Where is the "lover" of such a person, who can be provoked by these kittens and puppies!

"Waste, feed the fish. Zuo Baofeng said to the two, with indescribable complexity in his eyes.

The four bodyguards who followed Zuo Baofeng stepped forward and immediately kicked the two of them on the knee, which made the two of them kneel directly on the ground.

There was a stench from the trembling two people's lower bodies, and their trembling bodies bowed into a shrimp, and their heads were knocked to the floor as if they didn't want money.

"It's all him, if he hadn't instigated me, ......"

Zuo Baofeng didn't look at the two of them a second time at all, turned around and left with Song Yuyao, and after leaving, there was a burst of screams like killing pigs!

"Uncle Zuo, can you tell me if my brother is really ........?" Song Yuyao said to Zuo Baofeng.

Zuo Baofeng looked at Song Yuyao and couldn't help but stop.

"Is that Du Feng and them!Didn't you say that only they have that kind of gun?" Song Yuyao kept asking at this time, saying her own speculations to Zuo Baofeng.

"I really can't imagine that Xiao Du would do such a thing. Zuo Baofeng didn't return to Song Yuyao's words, but just transferred the problem to Du Feng at once. There is no affirmation in this sentence, let alone denial, in fact, only he knows who is the real murderer in his own heart.

"Can you help me get revenge! Uncle Zuo, I only have one family member. Song Yuyao cried.

"Revenge?" Zuo Baofeng laughed at himself, like a sinner, facing the emotions of the victim's family, which made this man who was once not afraid of any hardships afraid.

"I know everything about the night!" Song Yuyao cried, if they are murderers, please help me avenge them, okay?

"I see. Zuo Baofeng lowered his head and was silent, listening to Song Yuyao's incessant crying, something called guilt spread in his heart. It's like an invisible hand, pulling the last self into the abyss.

The location of each exchange, every core area, the residence of every cadre, and even the base where the night army hides. There are many things that she doesn't know, but Song Yuyao knows them all. Zuo Baofeng stared at Song Yuyao.

Where this information came from, he didn't know, just looked at this lost girl, and his heart hurt inexplicably.

One is a blindfolded person, and the other is a blindfolded person, who is equally uncomfortable, but the latter should be condemned even more!