Half an hour later, the person sent to spy on Lin Kui delivered the news to Meng Fangda, and he said calmly, "Well, keep staring." Then he quickly hung up. His expression was distorted, his face twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Tong Shizun!" Don't forget that Ying Xue'er still has Ying Xue'er in my hands! ”

He quickly dialed Ying Xue'er's number, "Tong Shizun." Ying Xue'er said happily on the other side of the phone.

Meng Fangda paused and said, "Come to me!" ”

Cher was still preparing for tomorrow's use, and said, "I'm busy! See you tomorrow! ”

"I'll pick you up!" Meng Fangda said.

"Huh?" Ying Xue'er heard that his voice was wrong, and asked, "Did something happen?" ”

"......" Meng Fangda twitched his lips twice.

Ying Xue'er remembered that Huahua had just called her and said that Meng Fangda's parents were critically ill, but Meng Fangda still hadn't shown up, and she didn't know what Meng Fangda would do, so she asked her to be careful when she went out. And he said, "Alas! Don't worry about me, I already know that Meng Fangda's mother is critically ill and I am safe at home. ”

“……”

"Tong Shizun? What happened to you? He didn't speak. ”

"Toot-toot-toot-"

Ying Xue'er looked at the phone that hung up, and felt that Tong Shizun was really inexplicable, frowning and not careless, anyway, he was always like this during this time.

Meng Fangda felt that he couldn't go on, so he went to the airport alone, "Don't follow me!" The bodyguards tried to drive to follow, but he scolded them and stopped.

Remembering that there was still Cen Gang to use, on the way, he called the people who were guarding Cen Gang and told them to beat him hard, so as not to make him feel better.

There are some bodyguards here who know Cen Gang, and they are always a little unable to do it, and they have not implemented their promises. On the contrary, I feel that Mr. Tong is a little strange, I heard that Meng Fangda's parents are under house arrest, Meng Fangda doesn't care, and now he beats Cen Gang, Meng Fangda will take care of it? Could it be that Mr. Tong is just to vent his anger? How is it not as wise as before!

Meng Fangda boarded the plane two hours later, he was going to Liang City, dealing with a few ordinary people, he was enough alone.

Ying Xue'er is finally ready, just waiting for tomorrow to hang up and paste what should be posted. Stretch your waist, look at the time at eleven o'clock, remember that Tong Shizun hung up the phone before, and I don't know if I will fall asleep.

Let's make a call, Ying Xue'er smiled at the corner of her mouth and dialed the number, "You dialed the number and the phone is off." What do you mean! Angry? Tong Shizun is becoming more and more hypocritical! Look out the window and sigh.

It's already dark, and the bodyguards outside the villa are a lot more relaxed than usual, Mr. Tong has a very strange temper recently, and they can relax at this time, some chat outside the villa, and some play cards in the living room.

Tong Shizun got out of the car, although there was surveillance behind the villa, but he was too fast on the surveillance screen at night, he could only see a phantom shadow, floating over the courtyard wall, and quickly went up to the second floor along the wall, the window was automatically raised, the shadow disappeared into the window, and the window was lowered again.

The room was still the same as before, he went to the safe, took off his mask so that he could verify his pupils, and then pressed his fingerprint, and the safe opened. He took out the wrapped bronze mirror from inside, closed the safe, and went straight to the window.

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening behind him, he was stunned, it must have been Xue'er who entered his room directly, he turned his head almost reflexively, and suddenly his body seemed to be pierced by a cannonball, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. He also saw Cher's angry face at this moment, and he quickly climbed out of the window to endure the pain, and rushed to the car as fast as he could. Seeing Cher flying up in the rearview mirror, he could only step on the accelerator to the end, and gradually Cher was getting farther and farther away from him.

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