"You were sent by Anjia?"

Yu Guang looked at the high-end version of the stretch sedan not far away, and Lan Song blurted out this sentence.

This is Anjia's car, the last time Anya was discharged from the hospital, he saw this car in Anjia, especially a serpentine pattern printed on the body, which was particularly impressive.

"You ......"

Obviously, Lan Song's words provoked a lot of shock among the sunglasses men present, and they all looked at each other for a while.

Seeing this, Lan Song's heart was like a mirror, it seemed that the person who was manipulating this qiē behind their backs was An Hong, but why did he kidnap Xia Chan Wu?

Thinking like this, in Lan Song's surprised eyes, he saw the man in sunglasses just now pointing a gun at him again, walking towards this side, and he had even heard the sound of him pulling the chamber of the gun.

"What, are you trying to kill people?"

Lan Song retreated in small steps, while secretly scolding his impulsiveness in his heart.

With this move, I was too anxious, and without thinking about it, I exposed their identities in person, and it seems that this time it is really difficult to escape.

"Now that you know everything, you have to come with us!"

"Bang!"

When the man in sunglasses said this, he reversed the pistol, knocked Lan Song unconscious with the handle of the gun, and took him and Xia Chanwu into the car together......

When night falls, twilight envelops the whole land like a great net, covering it in silver.

Outside the Boyuan Mansion, Leng Feng sat in the car and smoked a cigar desperately, and after a while, the small car was filled with a thick smell of smoke.

Faintly, it seems that the flickering cigar butt has become the only sign in the car.

"Ahem......"

Finally, a certain master was also choked, he scolded "damn it", and reached out to open the roof of the car, letting the smoke disperse.

I took the phone, (this is the first time he has looked at the phone), there is still nothing on it, no text messages, QQ, WeChat or anything.

At this point, Leng Feng threw it back to its original place, but the anger in his chest couldn't be extinguished, as if it was there, mixed with a lot of loss.

"Summer Cicada Dance! Are you really so ruthless as a woman!! ”

The reason why he deliberately posted those pictures was not only for revenge, Leng Feng's actions were more to stimulate Xia Chan's dance and test her truest intentions.

But in the end, he still couldn't get the results he wanted.

How he wished that a woman would call, lose her temper with him, and question him, so that at least it would prove that her heart was not dead.

But the reality is cruel: that woman, she can even look at such a picture indifferent, isn't this the best way to explain?

But he is cold, how could he let others kick him out so casually?

Moving around, a certain master grabbed the switch on the door and was about to turn on and get out of the car.

The phone rang at an inopportune time.

It was called by the summer widow.

At this point, he sat back in his seat and picked up the phone: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Where are you?"

Leng Feng listened to the phone and lit another cigar, although the voice of Xia Ru on the phone was crisp and neat, but there was a faint trace of exhaustion.

He must have accompanied Ouyang Feifei day and night to detoxify, and he was exhausted by the toss.

"Ride the Wind." Leng Feng replied lightly.

"Okay, you can come to the xx club now, I'll be waiting for you there."

"You're back home?" Leng Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Needless to say, the invitation the night before the operation must be for this arrest, but at this time, he can't be willful.

"Yes."

"Okay, wait, I'll come."

Glancing back at the Boyuan Mansion with complicated eyes, Leng Feng quickly started the engine and turned to leave.

He was full of unhappiness, but at this time, the entire Xia family behind him was so anxious that they exploded because of Xia Cicada Dance's disappearance.

"Lao Wang, how is it, Miss's phone still can't get through?"

In the living room, before Wang Jian could put down the old-fashioned landline phone in his hand, Xia Boyuan's anxious voice came from behind him.

Hearing this, Wang Jian turned around: "Yes, dean, Miss's phone is still turned off." ”

"How so?"

Wen Xue on the side looked at Sif'er, looking a little anxious: "Xixi, you said it's so late, why hasn't the third sister come back, she won't ......"

"How so, don't think about it."

Severer patted her and comforted her softly: "The third sister is such a big person, she will be fine." ”

Don't look at what he said, but I still couldn't help but chuckle in my heart.

"Well, I believe in you, and I believe that good people have their own rewards."

Sever's eyes were full of determination, which calmed Wen Xue's frantic heart a lot, and she turned her eyes to Wen Shu, who was already pale on the sofa.

"Godmother......"

"Light Snow ......"

Wen Shu raised her head and sobbed lowly, the temperature in Wen Xue's palm did not give her all the comfort.

Suddenly, she straightened up and looked at Xia Boyuan: "It's not a way to wait blindly like this, Boyuan, let's call the police, right?" ”

Wen Shu's words came out, and everyone present felt as if they had seen hope.

For the missing, calling the police may be the most effective method.

But Xia Boyuan didn't seem to agree: "Wen Shu, don't do it yet, let's wait, maybe tomorrow morning, the cicada will come back by herself......"

"No, we can't wait any longer!"

Before Xia Boyuan's voice fell, he was forcibly interrupted by Wen Shu, and even Wen Xue and the others were puzzled, his daughter was missing, as a father, he didn't approve of calling the police, and it was really incomprehensible that he could be so calm.

"Boyuan, what's the matter with you? The cicada hasn't come back so late, and the mobile phone can't get through, aren't you in a hurry? ”

Wen Shu sat back on the sofa with a heart full of restlessness.

Seeing this, Xia Boyuan also squeezed there.

"Okay, Wen Shu, don't think nonsense yet. The cicada is gone, but you haven't noticed it, and Jing Ge is not there? ”

Hearing this, a glimmer of light flashed in Wen Shu's eyes: "You mean ......?"

"Hmm." Xia Boyuan nodded seriously.

Concern is chaos, and he only thought of this layer after his head calmed down.

During her daughter's sleep, Jing Ge has been guarding her inch by the inch, and with him by her side, there will be no big mess if she wants to come.

………

"Are you awake, Miss Xia?"

In a large warehouse in the suburbs, An Hong lazily leaned on a soft chair, looking at the person on the ground who was gradually regaining consciousness, and a cold light flashed from time to time in his slender eyes. (To be continued.) )