Chapter 1228: Fool, What I Like Is You (Sixteen)

The man followed Ming Ansheng's footsteps and reported to him.

"Miss Su Yue didn't bring a mobile phone when she left, she was wearing slippers on her feet, yesterday afternoon a big monitoring system was maintained, there was no monitoring, Yan Sanshao and Mrs. Sanshao looked for a whole night, and there was still no news......"

As the man was talking, Ming Ansheng's mobile phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and glanced at the caller ID, which was as good as his words.

He quickly answered it and put it to his ear, "Yan San." ”

Ming Ansheng deliberately suppressed the tension in his heart.

Yan Rusheng said, "Ming Ansheng, when I find Su Yue, Tang Feiling's fate will be the same as Wen Xinyi." ”

Hearing this, Ming Ansheng immediately understood what Yan Rusheng meant, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the temperature in the entire Kyoto seemed to have plummeted by several degrees.

"I don't need you to come."

He replied coldly and hung up the phone.

Tang Feiling!

Ming Ansheng exuded a terrifying aura all around him, and the secretary who was walking on his left and right and the man who had just greeted him to report to him timidly distanced themselves from him.

"Let people check Tang Feiling's whereabouts yesterday." Ming Ansheng turned his head and instructed the man who was reporting to him.

Without waiting for the man to respond, he thought of something, and continued: "Arrest her bodyguard Chen Rong for me." ”

Long hair up to the waist and a slender figure......

"Yes." The man answered.

……

On the airport highway, where there is only traffic, two cars meet in opposite directions and stop.

The tall man got out of the black Mercedes Benz, glanced left and right, and then crossed the highway to the side of the silver-white business van.

The occupants of the car had already come down to help him open the door.

In the car sat a long-haired woman, firmly controlled by two men.

"Say it yourself, or I torture to extract a confession."

Ming Ansheng got into the car, looked at the woman, and said coldly.

Panic flashed in the woman's eyes, and she pretended to be calm, "Ming Shao, I don't understand what you're talking about." ”

"Where is Su Yue?"

Su Yue has been missing for more than ten hours, and he doesn't have time to go around in circles now.

The woman still pretended to be stupid, "I don't understand what Ming Shao is talking about." ”

But her eyes didn't dare to look at Ming Ansheng's face.

"Chen Rong, I'll let you understand." Ming Ansheng stretched out his hand and grabbed her long hair, forcing her to look at him, his cold gaze, like a sharp sword, stabbed at the other party, he gritted his teeth, "The three-bedroom and two-living room apartment you and Zhang Mingchao bought in the south of the city cost six million." ”

"......" Chen Rong's eyes widened and looked at Ming Ansheng.

I was surprised, shocked.

Ming Ansheng sneered, "I admit it, the son you gave birth to in private is very cute. ”

Chen Ronghua's face turned pale, and her panicked voice trembled, "Ming Shao...... I...... I ......"

"Where is Su Yue?" Ming Ansheng raised his voice again, and his hideous face was like tearing the woman in front of him apart.

Yes, when I think of Xiao Yueyue at this moment, she is suffering painfully somewhere.

He wanted to crush the bones of her victims.

Chen Rong's whole body softened in fright, and she stammered, "Miss Su is here...... In the abandoned warehouse of Miss An's house in Fu Rong Lane. ”

Before Chen Rong's words fell, Ming Ansheng had already jumped out of the car.

"Locked up."

His cold command drifted into the car.

Chen Rong's pleading voice immediately came from behind him, "Ming Shao, I was confused for a while, please let me and Zhang Mingchao go, please ......"

Let?

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