Jiang Xing's entire back suddenly tightened into a straight line, like a beast ready to attack, staring at Shen Dui vigilantly.

Shen Du didn't notice Jiang Xing's reaction, she withdrew her hand and said lightly, "Location." ”

"What location?" Jiang Xing pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "It may just be a scam call." ”

"Location. Shen Dui caught the traces in front of Jiang Xing.

Jiang Xing looked at Shen Duan silently for two seconds, and exhaled without a trace, "I don't know." ”

Shen Dui narrowed his eyes, raised his chin slightly, and his sharp gaze swept over Jiang Xing's face.

For a moment, fine cold sweat oozed from Jiang Xing's palms.

He was a little afraid of confronting Shen Dui.

For a moment, Shen Dui moved away.

Jiang Xing lowered his eyes, "Thank you Team Shen for your hospitality, I still have something to do, go first." ”

After speaking, Jiang Xing took the coat he put on the chair, nodded politely to Shen Dui, and then walked on his two long legs and went straight to his black Land Rover, without even looking back.

Calm and restrained, as if it was really just a scam call.

Canteen.

Shen Du watched Jiang Xing's car break through the thick night, and with a sharp flick, he fiercely smashed the air conditioner in the night and drove out of the city bureau.

After being silent for two seconds, Shen Duan slowly dialed a number, "Xiao Chen, it's me." ”

"Please do me a favor. ”

"I suspect my boyfriend has another woman out there, you can help me locate this number. Right. Don't laugh, Lao Tzu admitted it this time, it looks quite pure, who knew that the guts were so fat. ”

"It's a shame to say this, you have to keep it a secret from me, don't tell anyone else in the bureau. Wait for me to come back and invite you to eat Malatang. ”

"It's okay, he can't run away. Shen Du stood in the empty cafeteria, laughed silently, and walked outside.

North City West District.

Compared to the prosperity of the city, the sky of the northern city seems to never see the light.

It is groggy during the day, and there are no stars or lights at night.

Only the darkness of the night with no end in sight passed slowly above.

Because of the large floating population, petty theft in Beicheng is endless, and basically every night, you can hear all kinds of chasing and fighting sounds in the alleys.

People in Beicheng are accustomed to this, and when they make too much noise, they will only wear headphones, or turn on the TV louder, and continue to do their own thing.

In the alley not far from Liang Fan's accident, several flat-headed men dressed in black ran over with bright iron rods and knives in their hands.

The alleys of the north city inherit the characteristics of the alleys of the south, twisting and turning, and like a labyrinth.

After a few people chased after him, they didn't see the person they were looking for, so they couldn't help but curse with swear words.

It didn't take long for the swear words to fade away.

In the alleys, silence has returned.

Suddenly, the plastic trash can in the corner was gently pushed open.

A tall figure emerged from behind the trash can.

If Shen Duan was here, he would definitely take out his mobile phone mercilessly, take a picture of him at 360 degrees, and then send it to Gu Wangchun to frantically mock the tragic situation of Young Master Jiang.

Jiang Xing's shirt had been torn before he left the city bureau, and the two sleeves hung on his arms, revealing bloodstained forearms.

There was something wrong with his posture, and he was bent over abnormally.

The shirt behind the waist was cut open by a sharp object, revealing a hideous wound.

Every time I moved, it was an unbearable pain.

Jiang Xing gasped, I don't know if the night was too cold, his expression looked extremely indifferent, and there was no emotion in his black eyes.

There was only an elusive dead silence.

As if he couldn't feel the wound on his body, he stood out from behind the trash can with an expressionless face, and was about to leave, and his body was like a beating.

Behind him, the sound of scolding gradually approached again.

Jiang Xing's eyes were cold, he lowered his head, and he didn't dare to run directly, this road was too quiet, the footsteps were a little heavier, and its echo could be heard across the two alleys.

Therefore, Jiang Xing had to slow down his pace, try to make his pace a little bigger, and walk forward.

Just get out of this alley and turn right to get to where he parked.

Jiang Xing rarely disliked his SUV with teeth and claws, otherwise he would not have been forced to park outside and enter the alley alone.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer.

When those people turned around the alley, they happened to see Jiang Xing's back when he was about to walk out, and immediately yelled, "Damn, people are there!"

Jiang Xing frowned, and ran directly in stride.

In the middle of the action, the wound on the back opened again.

Fiery, bright red blood soaked half of his shirt down the wound.

After losing too much blood, Jiang Xing's body involuntarily began to turn cold.

Accidentally, he stumbled under his feet, Jiang Xing's body shook, and his running action instinctively stopped.

"Run, haha, stop for Lao Tzu!" the man in black was overjoyed and accelerated to rush up.

Jiang Xing looked down at the thing that stumbled under his feet and narrowed his eyes.

This is the long knife that the group of people dropped when they chased after him.

It was about twenty centimeters long, and the blade was still stained with his blood.

Jiang Xing bent down and picked up the knife.

The elegant and neat movements seem to be just picking up the documents that he accidentally dropped.

He didn't smile, the corners of his mouth tense.

The tough facial features are covered with a layer of cold evil aura.

"Yo, the little rabbit cub still wants to fight hard? Young Master, hahahaha, don't be funny, have you ever killed someone, and you still have a knife? Don't hurt yourself. When the man in black saw it, he couldn't help but laugh.

Jiang Xing lowered his head and buttoned the buttons of his unbuttoned shirt one by one, rolled up the cuffs that were already in tatters, hooked his lips, showed a somewhat solemn smile, and spit out two words shortly, "Really?"

He was smiling, but his eyes were frighteningly cold.

The whole person is like a beast on the verge of predicament, patiently licking its paws, ready to burst out at any time.

The man in black subconsciously shuddered.

"How do you know that I haven't killed anyone?" Jiang Xing's eyes had a layer of blood that was not obvious.

The man in black was stunned and then felt that his reaction was too ridiculous, how could Jiang Xing, a noble son who grew up in a honey pot, really kill someone.

"When you die, you still have a hard mouth. Brothers, get on!" the man in black raised his hand, and the five people immediately rushed towards Jiang Xing in unison.

Jiang Xing lifted the knife in his hand, closed his eyes, and was about to raise the hand holding the knife when he was held down from behind.

The man's hand was very hot, in the middle of winter, like a fire, covering Jiang Xing's hand holding the knife, and the other hand hugged Jiang Xing's waist directly from behind.

This action gives people the illusion of hugging.

The next moment, Jiang Xing was directly picked up by the man, thrown to the back, and simply snatched the knife in his hand neatly, and stood in front of him.

"Young Master Jiang, didn't your brother Gu tell you that children will wet the bed at night when they play with knives?" Shen Dui's voice sounded in the dim with a playful voice.

To put it mildly, it was like a morning bell and a dusk drum, shattering the blood in Jiang Xing's eyes.