Black Swan Castle, Beitang Yaori had just returned from paying tribute to Jiang Bo, and when he heard the news that Leng Zhao had "not found Jiang Ming yet", he was a little angry.

It's been so many days, and in a small suburban county, Jiang Ming can't be found!

"Emperor Shao, could it be that Young Master Jiang Ming didn't go to the suburbs, but changed trains to other places?"

"Impossible, I have sent people to watch all the train stations and bus stations, including the airport, at any time, Jiang Ming and his children will not be able to leave Ruicheng at all."

"Emperor Shao, will Young Master Jiang Ming be ...... Kidnapped?"

「……」

Leng Zhao's suspicions were not unreasonable, if Jiang Ming was alone, he would definitely have been found back by now. However, if Jiang Ming was really abducted and kidnapped by human traffickers, then the explanation that could not be found would be more reasonable.

A trace of warm anger flashed in Beitang Yaori's heart.

"Didn't you already say that there was news of Jiang Ming before?"

"But my subordinates have sent people to that place, and they are always staring at that office, but they haven't found Jiang Ming again."

"What kind of office is that?"

"What is it called?"

Sentence 1?!!

This familiar name, which had been sealed in Beitang Yaori's mind for a long time, suddenly made him stunned.

「…… Prepare the car."

"Emperor Shao?"

A hint of gloom flashed in Beitang Yaori's eyes, and his handsome face was indifferent.

"I'll go to the office myself!"

———————— the dividing line between the wealthy and the court————————

Sanlitun, a bar street.

Premium private bar clubhouse.

When Song Tian'er watched Xing Yi carry the sleeping little princess Jiang Ming to her room, a super contemptuous look suddenly flashed on her beautiful face.

"Dressed him up like this, because your hobby is molesting young boys?"

"Let him sleep with you tonight for the time being."

Jiang Ming cried a lot, crying until he fell asleep, Xing Yi couldn't bear to wake him up, and when he returned to his office, he found several strange black cars parked in front of his house.

The premonition was a little bad, so he simply turned the head of the car and sent Jiang Ming to Song Tian'er first.

"Did Beitang Flare find something?"

"I don't know."

"Xingyi, have you thought about it?"

Xingyi smiled indifferently.

"This little guy is my cash cow, so I can't give it back to him yet. Besides, he is an important commission I have received this time, so I naturally need to take good care of him."

The torture paused, but he didn't speak.

"I'm going to sell this little guy for two million, Xingyi, you can fool others, you can't fool me."

Song Tian'er's warm and angry voice disturbed the sleeping Jiang Ming, and he frowned and continued to fall asleep on the bed.

Her voice was lowered, and Song Tian'er sighed helplessly: "Why bother asking for trouble again, do you know how to do it, you are this kind of character who can't see others sad, that's why you caused such a thing."

「……」

"Federation traitor, how long will you be willing to carry this black cauldron? More than a hundred people died in that battle, and you know very well that it wasn't you—"

"So far, the enemies who have crossed over and the grievances of their comrades and comrades-in-arms, even now, what if one or two more crimes are added?"

Xing Yi cut off Song Tian'er's words.

"Whether it's the innocent people who died, or the people I killed, I don't bother to remember those who died, I just want to carry them all on my back and continue to live, and wait until the day I go to hell, so that I won't be laughed at by those guys."

"Sentence 1 ......"

As he spoke, he took the car keys on the table, turned around and walked out.

One is all, all is one.

He is such a man.

Even if you are burdened with heavy sins, you will not show half of your tiredness, and even if you have painful memories more than anyone else, you will live stronger than anyone else.

Song Tian'er looked at the tall and generous back, and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"That's right."

After a pause, Xing Yi turned his head to look at Song Tian'er as if he remembered something.

"Teach him those obscene things in the adult world again, and I will lean you out. Swing the way, put a thumbtack on the nose, and stick it all over the streets."

"Bang-"

Before Xing Yi finished speaking, his face had been pasted to the wall by the violent empress Song Tian'er, and he had a close contact.