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"Got through!"

A cold woman's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hello, the number is very unfamiliar, what's the matter?" ”

The white-haired man took a deep breath and then lengthened his tone.

"You're Hao Ting, right?"

"That's right."

"My boss wants to meet you in person and wants to ask you a few questions."

"I'm sorry, I don't have time right now."

The white-haired man let out an "oh" and smiled slightly: "Then if I tell you that your sister Hao Yumiao is here with us, she has a lot of fun, and there is nothing for the time being-"

He snapped, "Dangerous." ”

"Don't hurt her...... I'll promise you whatever you want! ”

"Hehe, you're Wen Qianyi's right-hand man, right? It's still ...... His woman. I think you know something that no one else knows, and I'm going to give you half an hour to prepare the draft, and you should understand what needs to be said, or what we're happy to hear, and don't try to prevaricate, it's about your sister's safety. ”

Song Xiaoyang looked at the white-haired man on the side, chuckled, shook his head, and whispered to himself: "This kind of indiscriminate method is really timeless. ”

The other end of the phone seemed hesitant and was struggling: "You ......"

"Do you really want to be an enemy of the Star Spirit Group?"

This sentence made Song Xiaoyang hear it clearly through hands-free release, which made him laugh. And the white-haired man understood and knew that it was time to reveal the first hole card.

The white-haired man smiled: "Do you think that the five provincial and ministerial-level officials of Donghai Province are qualified to be your enemies?" Even the Donghai Provincial Public Security Department can't help you, we don't mean anything else, we just want to talk to you, the address is ...... Remember, you don't have much time left, and if you don't see you before the sun goes down, I want you to prepare for the worst. ”

"I got it......"

The call was hung up by the white-haired man.

Song Xiaoyang stood on the balcony, in front of a vast artificial forest. He didn't look back, as if he was looking after himself, in fact, he was saying to the white-haired man.

"That's the beauty of initiative. Stratagem can help us seize the initiative with sufficient priority, and we do need to reach out to the Star Spirit Group and Wen Qianyi, and that's not wrong. But it was definitely not us who went to him, but he came to us. ”

He turned, held up a finger, and smiled, "It's a very important matter of order to decide which side will have more freedom and more benefits. ”

The white-haired man nodded yes again and again, and asked, "What if we catch him and let this gentle and obedient come?" ”

"I must know about the secret deal between him and the Leng family. I wouldn't mind acquiring a stake in a group of companies with unlimited prospects, if possible. Song Xiaoyang's abacus crackled.

He instructed the white-haired man: "Wait for the woman named Hao Ting to come over, and after getting the key news, let them go directly, don't attract too much attention from the local public security department." ”

"But ......," the white-haired man thought of one thing.

He tilted his neck and said, "What about another little girl?" ”

"The other one?"

Song Xiaoyang frowned, "Let's take a look again, when you mention it like this, I really think that long-haired little girl is a little weird and indescribable, not like a student...... And Hao Yumiao didn't know her at all. ”

He glared at the white-haired man.

"What are you going to do? How much can you catch by the way? ”

"I ...... I don't know exactly how it went. ”

Song Xiaoyang was a little uneasy, and decided to go to that room again, and then asked Hao Yumiao to call Hao Ting again in person to confirm that what they said was true.

All the way were his men.

After passing around a corner, they came to the office door at the end, and the two of them opened the door directly and entered.

Hao Yumiao sat by the window without saying a word, biting her lip as if she noticed something was wrong. And Song Xiaoyang was more concerned about another part of the room...... The innocent girl with pale golden eyes.

When she saw Song Xiaoyang walk in, she suddenly stood up and looked at Song Xiaoyang's eyes quietly.

"Time...... It's here. She whispered suddenly.

Song Xiaoyang's brows tightened, he stepped forward and asked, "What time is it?" ”

She spoke very slowly, gracefully, and with a hint of unnaturalness: "The Imperial Tomb ...... Nine Dragons Coffin ...... When it appeared...... It's here. ”

This made Song Xiaoyang even more puzzled.

The girl slowly walked in front of him, stretched out her right hand, the palm was amazingly delicate and white, and then gently put it on Song Xiaoyang's chest, and pressed it down slightly.

Song Xiaoyang didn't think that this girl would bring a threat to herself, not to mention so many helpers, even if it was him, he could easily subdue the weak girl in front of him with one hand.

He was still a little curious to see what kind of medicine she was selling. As the beautiful hand pressed against his chest, he suddenly felt a moment of pause in his heart, and his breathing stopped for a full second.

An indescribable itch came from the girl's fingertips, and in a few moments, it spread all over her body.

Song Xiaoyang couldn't lift his strength, and he couldn't even speak.

He felt that his chest and throat were itchy, not a substantial itch, but more like an illusion under the influence of the psychic, his heartbeat gradually accelerated, and at the same time, his mouth was dry, and his face was flushed with an unnatural redness.

The familiar feeling immediately brought back some memories for him...... The last time I had this feeling, it seemed that a few years ago, the moment I saw Leng Jia herself.

He looked at the girl's delicate features, and suddenly had an urge to embrace her in his arms.

The brain is getting more and more chaotic, and when he blinks, he reflects the girl's pretty face, and her gentle and moving voice lingers in his ears, and the strange taste of his chest that makes him itch to the depths of his heart, which is getting clearer and clearer, and it is becoming more and more difficult for him to restrain himself.

"What's wrong with you, young master!" The white-haired man noticed that Song Xiaoyang was exhibiting abnormality.

Song Xiaoyang didn't want to take his eyes off the girl's face for a moment, he waved his hand lightly and said, "I'm fine......"

His eyes were slightly obsessive, "I'm just...... I found something very interesting again. ”

The girl slowly took half a step back, and her right hand immediately left Song Xiaoyang's chest. No one, including Song Xiaoyang, noticed that a tiny hole was left on the chest of his suit.

"You...... Leave...... Bongkyung ......"

"It can't be." Song Xiaoyang gradually regained a trace of clarity, his heart was slightly empty of loss, as if he had lost something, and shook his head: "I will never give up halfway, not to mention that I don't know who you are?" ”

"You're going to ...... Understood. ”

The girl looked at him deeply, turned slightly, and immediately turned into petals waving in the sky.

Song Xiaoyang subconsciously reached forward and reached for it, but he didn't catch anything.

"This!?"

The white-haired man's fingers trembled and pointed to the pale red petals that slowly drifted away from the window, and said dumbfounded: "She, she, she has become a petal??" ”

Song Xiaoyang was stunned in place, he was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't speak.

He muttered to himself, "Imperial Tomb? Nine dragon coffins? ”

When he came back to his senses, the petals were gone. He looked into the corner of the room, and Hao Yumiao seemed to be asleep from exhaustion.

"Young Master, what should I do?" The white-haired man was sweating profusely and asked anxiously.

Song Xiaoyang is not a stupid person, he still couldn't get out of the shock and loss, pondered for a long time, and said, "Release people first." The Leng family obviously had more contact with than we had to do first...... Hidden. ”

"Then Yanjing's ......" the white-haired man hesitated.

"It's business as usual. Don't do this three indiscriminate methods for the time being. Song Xiaoyang shook his head and looked at the window, as if he could still see the delicate face of the girl.

(To be continued.) )