Wen Shiyu got the news of Song Yixi's disappearance two hours later.

The low-key luxury black sedan crossed the road at breakneck speeds and headed towards the outskirts of Cloud City.

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely oppressive.

Wu Sen looked at the man who had been silent since he got into the car, and his back tensed nervously.

After another fifteen minutes, the car stopped in front of a luxurious villa.

Wen Shiyu reached out to open the car door and walked in with his slender legs.

Seeing this, several bodyguards guarding in front of the villa hurriedly came up to stop: "Who are you!" This is a private villa and no outsiders are allowed to ......"

Wen Shiyu didn't even look at them, and went straight to the door.

In the huge villa, the music is noisy.

The young men and women were laughing and laughing, and when they saw the door open, they couldn't help but look in this direction.

The moment he saw Wen Shiyu's face, the air suddenly fell silent.

The man's indifferent gaze swept around the living room of the villa, and his beautiful silhouette could be seen in the floating light and shadow, thin and sharp, he lightly opened his thin lips and asked, "What about Wen Su?" ”

"Who are you?"

A man stepped forward directly, and glanced at him up and down with little respect: "You also deserve to call me Wen Shao's name?" ”

In the next second, his whole body flew straight out and slammed into the wall, almost audibly, and the sound of bones shattering could almost be heard.

Wen Shiyu tugged at his tie lightly, his slender fingers were almost transparent, and he said coldly, "Let him get out of here." ”

The crowd erupted in the muffled screams of the women, and the commotion erupted.

"Where's the bodyguard!"

"Come on!"

Wu Sen and a few of his subordinates walked in after dealing with the bodyguards outside, and said in a low voice, "Young Master, everything has been dealt with." ”

Wen Shiyu hummed in a low voice, and looked up with dark eyes.

fell on the face of Wen Su on the second floor.

Wen Su was holding a beautiful woman in his arms, he was tall and had peach blossom eyes, and when he saw Wen Shiyu's eyes narrowed slightly, he smiled: "Brother Shiyu." ”

He took the woman beside him and walked slowly downstairs.

"What about her?"

Wen Su said: "Brother Shiyu refers to the woman I brought back from that broken residential area?" ”

Wen Shiyu looked at him, his voice was so calm that people couldn't fathom his emotions at the moment: "Hmm." ”

"I didn't expect Brother Shiyu to still have that kind of woman by his side." Wen Su crossed him, walked to the small bar, poured himself a glass of wine and took a sip, snorted lightly, and his description of Song Yixi was mixed with deep disdain: "That kind of garbage and defective products, I have tasted her blood, although the face looks similar, but it is completely different from the last woman who made people smell and couldn't control the smell, Brother Shiyu, what are you keeping her for?" ”

Wen Shiyu smiled slowly: "Yes, you have tasted her blood." ”

Wu Sen shuddered deeply when he heard this, and his face changed slightly.

Wen Su didn't notice it, and poured a glass of wine for Wen Shiyu, and walked up to him: "I just tasted a few sips, and it was as light as boiled water, so I gave her away, Brother Shiyu, don't blame me, in order to compensate you, I have prepared more than a dozen adaptors for you, and the taste is a must." ”

Wu Sen looked up!

"Gave it away." Wen Shiyu slowly repeated his understatement, his dark eyes locked on his face, as if he couldn't believe it, his beautiful eyes shook over a cold smile, and he said word by word: "You gave her away." ”

The cold and sharp pain stimulated the nerves, and after a few seconds, he looked at him fixedly and asked in a deep and slow manner, "Who did you send it?" ”