According to Song Ningyu's urine, it is impossible to be so indifferent.

Qingyun hurriedly ran out of Gu's house, only to see that it was dark outside, and the wind swept up the withered yellow leaves flying all over the sky, which made her feel even worse for no reason.

She has only been to the Song family once, but fortunately, she has a good memory and a keen sense of smell, so she came to the Song family villa without much effort.

The villa is different from the community, it is surrounded by high walls, the management is very strict, and there is not even any sign of stray cats and dogs in the vicinity.

Qingyun found a hidden place, jumped over the wall more than two meters high, entered the backyard of the villa, and then climbed the window into the villa.

Entering the villa, Qingyun walked lightly and cautiously walked around the villa, but he didn't see Song Ningyu and Song Chaoyang.

It's normal that Song Chaoyang is not here, but Song Ningyu has a heart attack, and it stands to reason that he won't run around outside in this kind of weather.

Unable to find the main owner, Qingyun withdrew unknowingly.

ran all the way towards Gu's house, but he didn't expect that as soon as he arrived at the door, he heard a commotion from the hall, and vaguely heard a few voices such as "Oh no" and "Call Mr. Gu and Miss Gu".

Qingyun suddenly had an ominous premonition, she quickly jumped into the hall, and saw the driver who went out with Feng Zixuan sitting on the ground with a bloody face.

Several servants were hurriedly calling Gu Ming'an and Gu Mingru, saying that Feng Zixuan had been arrested.

Qingyun's mind was clouded, no wonder she was uneasy before, it turned out that Feng Zixuan was going to have an accident!

Song Ningyu!

It must be Song Ningyu's hanging!

With a swish, Qingyun ran out like an arrow off the string, mobilized his spiritual power and used a trace of Feng Zixuan's qi that he had captured when he was in a dream before, found Feng Zixuan's location, and then rushed away in the southwest direction.

In an abandoned factory in the southwestern suburbs of the imperial capital, Feng Zixuan was tied to a chair, the wound on his forehead had scabbed, and his face was covered with dark red blood stains.

He lowered his head and his chest fell together, indicating that the person was still alive, but he had fallen into a coma.

Standing next to him stood Scar and his three brothers.

"Brother Scar, I feel that this kid's family is quite rich, should we stop taking the opportunity to extort a sum of money from his family?" Liumao proposed.

Scar squinted at the unconscious Feng Zixuan, took a puff of cigarette, and slowly exhaled a smoke ring.

said: "No, he has other uses." ”

"That's okay, listen to Brother Scar, but I still think it's a pity." Liumao said with a smile.

Scar threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, stepped on it with his foot, and said nonchalantly: "He can't live, we have to pay attention to this matter, don't fold yourself in." ”

He had seen Song Ningyu when he took over this job, and with many years of experience, he was sure that the half-grown young man was definitely much more ruthless than him, and he had to guard against it.

Outside there was the sound of a car in the distance.

A few people looked out and saw two headlights piercing the night in the night.

The car slowly stopped outside the factory, and two people got out of it, carrying a bag and walking this way.

It was pitch black all around, and Song Chaoyang was a little apprehensive in his heart, and asked Song Ningyu, "Why do you have to come over?" Wouldn't it be nice to just transfer the money to him? ”

"If the other party asks for cash, I can't help it." Song Ningyu replied.

Song Chaoyang faintly regretted it, why did he agree to kidnap Feng Zixuan for a while?

In case someone takes the handle, the Song family will be finished.

Song Ningyu glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and hooked the corner of his mouth disdainfully, it was really a useless thing.

This matter, it is time for him to get out of the chairman's position.

Originally, he was kept so that he could lay a good foundation for himself to come to power, so as not to disobey the shareholders of the group.

Now is also the time, when Song Qianyu dies, he will pretend to inadvertently find out about his father's crime and kill his relatives in a righteous way.

Then hypnotize this stupid father and let him take the blame, and the kidnappers, after hypnosis, it is perfect proof.

In addition, he used Song Chaoyang's name when contacting these people, and these evidence flaws were preserved, which was enough to make everyone suspect him.

Song Ningyu walked on Song Chaoyang's right hand, with a hint of a dark smile on his face that was not easily noticed.

The wind was howling, and the snowflakes were falling on people's faces, and it was cold and biting.

Song Chaoyang and Song Ningyu squinted their eyes into the abandoned factory, and at Song Ningyu's signal, Song Chaoyang handed over the bag.

Scar took the box and opened it, and it was full of cash.

He handed the bag to his younger brother with satisfaction, and then took Song Chaoyang and Song Ningyu to see Feng Zixuan.

Song Chaoyang glanced at Feng Zixuan, who was unconscious, and then turned his face away and didn't want to look at it again.

Song Ningyu asked him to go to the car and wait first, and he had something to say to Scar.

Song Chaoyang originally disagreed, but as soon as he met Song Ningyu's eyes, he agreed in a daze, and he returned to the car in a trance.

When Song Ningyu saw him leaving, he walked over with gloomy eyes, pinched Feng Zixuan's jaw, raised his face, and sneered.

He took out the venous blood collection device from his pocket, pulled up the clothes on Feng Zixuan's arm, took out a tube of blood, sealed it and put it in his pocket.

Turning back to Scar, he said, "Let's make a deal next." ”

……

Qingyun ran wildly all the way, following Feng Zixuan's qi machine to track down the abandoned factory.

From a distance, she saw Song Ningyu walking out of the factory, getting into a black Mercedes-Benz car on the side of the road, starting the car and turning around and driving this way.

Qingyun hurriedly hid in the wasteland on the side of the road, waited for the car to come, and silently wrote down the license plate number.

Then he cautiously slipped into the factory, followed the gas machine to find the place where Feng Zixuan was, and saw four big men guarding him.

One of the men with a scar on his face looked very angry, and there must have been no shortage of human lives on his hands.

On top of that, Qingyun saw a pistol pinned to his waist.

Qingyun immediately dispelled the idea of rescuing Feng Zixuan now, although she was agile, it was definitely impossible for her to be tough with the gun.

These people were strong, and Feng Zixuan was tied up again, and she had no way to escape.

It would have been much easier if she had been a person.

Qingyun sighed, quietly retreated, first went back to find a way to tell the Gu family Feng Zixuan's location, and asked them to call the police, and then she returned here, looking for an opportunity to rescue Feng Zixuan.

Qingyun returned to Gu's house, Gu's house was brightly lit, Gu Mingru's eyes were swollen from crying, and Gu Ming'an and Gu Xiangxiang were also worried.

Qingyun used a little trick to make them all fall asleep, and then took this opportunity to enter her dream, in which she simply told her where Feng Zixuan was locked up and asked her to call the police.

In order to save spiritual power, as soon as he finished speaking, Qingyun immediately withdrew from Gu Mingru's dream, entered Gu Mingan's dream again, and continued the same words.

After speaking, he withdrew again, entered Gu Xiangxiang's dream, and continued to repeat the same words.

But even so, Qingyun's spiritual power was still almost consumed.

She didn't care about resting and ran towards the abandoned factory again.

The three members of the Gu family all woke up from their dreams, and everyone came to the living room with a strange expression.