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Herb took the phone, and an unfamiliar voice came from his ear: "If you want to survive the cold of the palace, come to the 101 warehouse in Haikou in the west of the city immediately!" ”

Herb's face turned white immediately, but he was not stupid, he had been following Gong Qinghan for the past few years, and he had become cautious in everything he did:

"Who are you?"

"I warn you, if you let the second person know about this matter, I will definitely break Gong Qinghan's body into pieces!"

"Toot ......"

"Hey......" Herb fed twice, but only the beep of being hung up was heard

Herb was a little anxious, swallowed his saliva, and immediately expertly pressed a string of numbers

"Dut...... Toot ......"

Herb dialed Gong Qinghan's number twice in a row, but no one answered

He finally believed that something had really happened to the young lady!

Could it be Xiahou Zhentian?

Herb doesn't care so much, he has to rush over!

"What's the matter, who called you!" Ji Lao looked back at Herb

Herb looked calm and said with a smile: "It's nothing, Miss asked me to go to hers, I won't play with you!" ”

"Chilly girl? Then I'm going too! Ji Lao threw down the chess pieces in his hand

"Oh, you're not well yet, I'll take you there when you're better, I'll be back in a while!"

"Then I'll let the driver take you there!" Ji Lao was helpless

"Good!" Herb nodded in response, but his heart was full of anxiety

Li Yuan –

The room where Gong Qinghan lived——

The big white bed, Gong Qinghan's mobile phone is still lit up, and there are two missed calls on the face, both of which are landline numbers

But the room was empty......

And at this moment, the 101 warehouse in Haikou in the west of the city——

This is a large warehouse that has been abandoned for a long time.

Because of its proximity to the docks, it is safe to assume that it was used to store goods

In the huge warehouse, it can almost accommodate a thousand people, and there are some miscellaneous things piled up inside

The warehouse has two floors, and the dusty light bulbs flicker slightly on the ceiling, emitting a faint warm yellow light.

The people who were pressed by the darkness below shone a little dazzling with the mountain openers in their hands

The people below are divided into two factions, almost all of them are in black clothes and black pants,

A group of black-clothed people near the wooden staircase were embroidered with the golden word "Yi".

This team is obviously from Yi Zhantang, and at a glance, it is neat and domineering

The leader is the beginning of the face covered!

And the black-clothed person opposite Yi Zhan Tang did not have any signs, and the leader was a poisonous wolf with a masked face

Originally, Gong Qinghan didn't let him come with him, but because he hadn't had time to find out all the details about Yi Zhantang,

The poisonous wolf couldn't rest assured, put down what he was doing, and followed Gong Qinghan to come

The poisonous wolf turned his head, looked through the man in black behind him, and glanced at the large pillar at the back

Behind the big pillar, there was Gong Qinghan with an indifferent face,

Her emaciated body leaned against the pillar, her head bowed slightly, and she looked at the melodica in her hands, her thumb rubbing against the body

The cold and indifferent appearance is incompatible with the two groups of people in the warehouse at this moment.

She seemed to be immersed in her own world, and the disturbances of the outside world had nothing to do with her

The poisonous wolf retracted his gaze, turned his head, and looked coldly at the place on the second floor of the warehouse where the light could not shine

He was sure that there was someone around the corner on the second floor!

Moreover, there is more than one, it must be the leader of Yi Zhantang!

Nangong Ling Tian put his hands on the wooden window frame, a pair of inky black eyes looked out of the window, his eyes were deep, bottomless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

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