"Ios went to the fitting room to change clothes," Wei Shaoxuan habitually raised his wrist, and when his gaze fell on the pointer, his pupils visibly constricted.

Yan Mo only heard the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly coming from there, and Wei Shaoxuan's obviously shorter breathing.

"Brother, Eos is gone" Looking at the empty fitting room, Wei Shaoxuan felt a basin of cold water poured from head to toe, freezing the blood veins all over his body, "There is no trace." This is not the case. ”

The light blue light floating in his eyes did not reflect half of the demonic aura. Eos was taken away without knowing it

"Brother, what should I do to capture Eos, it's definitely not an ordinary person, I"

"Come back."

Yan Mo's sudden cold voice made Wei Shaoxuan shudder involuntarily, "I, I'll go and adjust the monitoring." ”

"Wei Shaoxuan, I'll let you now, come back immediately, immediately."

"Brother, do you know who did it?"

"Brother"

The phone was ruthlessly cut off, and Wei Shaoxuan looked at the bustle of people coming and going in the mall, and suddenly fell into an ice cave.

When I returned to the institute with trepidation, there was an unusually oppressive atmosphere in the closed space.

The tears in his eyes swirled uneasily, but they didn't fall.

On the tight dark sofa, he saw Yan Mo with his fingers crossed, sitting with his legs open like Shura. The thick black hair hung messily, covering the eyes behind the lenses.

On the table in front of him were the pastries he had eaten before he went out with Eos today.

"Brother" The voice trembled out of breath, Wei Shaoxuan tightened his lips, knowing that apologizing could not solve any problems, but he had no clue about An Yang's sudden disappearance.

"Squeak"

The dilapidated iron door rubbed rusty, and a groggy An Yang barely opened his eyes.

Blood congealed on her eyelashes, covering her eyes with a faint layer of blood.

"Yo, this chick wakes up quickly," lewdly laughed from the side.

An Yang raised his head in embarrassment, and before he could find the owner of the voice, his neck was suddenly pierced by something, and the cold liquid rushed in along the veins.

Her whole body seemed to be drained, and she fell to the ground limply, her constricted lungs making her breathing extremely difficult.

The person behind her grabbed her by the neck and threw her directly onto the dilapidated sofa next to her.

With the help of the geographical location, Anyang discovered that there were actually six tall men in this abandoned warehouse.

Cold black boots stepped in front of her, and she looked up slightly to see a face full of evil.

"Who are you?"

Obviously with malicious eyes, he swept her pale little face condescendingly, "Of course it's a kidnapping, little sister." ”

Her hair was pulled up vigorously, and a puff of inferior cigarette sprayed on her face, choking Anyang and coughing.

"Be honest with me," he added, hooking his fingers and taking the phone from the hand.

The sound of music slowly spread in the space, and the quiet and peaceful sound made An Yang's heart tug hard.

The "Hey" bell was nearing the end, and it was finally picked up.

The familiar voice made An Yang's eyes redden, it was Yan Mo.

"Hmph, Director Yan should already know what happened."

"Did you mean that pet I lost" An indifferent voice came from the other end, bringing Yan Mo's unique alienation.

"Director Yan, don't pretend to be calm with us. Since we dare to fight your idea, we naturally have done our homework before," the big hand suddenly used force, and An Yang, who was dragging it, let out a muffled snort in severe pain, "I want your beauty to go back, but I have to exchange things for it." ”