Lan Ning opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a big drop of cold sweat slipped down from his white forehead.
"Young Master Han..." he said softly, his voice seemed to be unsteady, "Our people did not pick up Miss Tong'er."
Han Qingyi looked at him coldly, Xiuya's beautiful brows knitted together with an evil look.
"They met the bodyguards who came back to support them, and both sides were injured."
"I don't care about any of this. I just want to know where Tong'er is? Why didn't I receive anyone?" Han Qingyi slammed the table and asked sharply, "Where is the person?!"
Lan Ning's voice became very dry, and drops of cold sweat flowed down his gentle and bookish face.
"Our people said that Miss Tong'er had escaped from Murong Lie's villa long ago..."
"What?" Han Qingyi was truly shocked!
"They said that after Qi Ruosang, one of Murong Lie's assistants, rushed to the hospital to visit Murong Lie, he took people to look for Miss Tong'er... And, and... our people in Murong Group told me that Qi Ruosang
Ruosang seemed to have run through countless red lights along the way, holding an injured girl in his arms, and rushed to the Murong Group's private hospital again..."
Han Qingyi suddenly fell down heavily and sat on a mahogany chair padded with luxurious soft deerskin.
He raised his eyes, and there was a hint of despair in his clear eyes.
"Lan Ning?"
he whispered.
Lan Ning lowered his head: "Young Master Han."
"Tell me what you thought of." He said softly, his voice was very gentle and slow.
Cold sweat fell from Lan Ning's forehead: "Young Master Han, I..."
Of course he also thought of the most impossible possibility, but he didn't dare to say it.
He understood very well what was most important to Han Qingyi.
If, he said now... the girl who was carried back to the hospital by Qi Ruosang might be Miss Ning Tong'er...
He didn't dare to say it, but it was hard for him to say it, and his overwhelmed reaction had already explained everything. If he hadn't thought of this possibility in this way, why would he be sweating on his head?
Han Qingyi's white teeth clenched together tightly, making a rattling sound. Suddenly, the graceful and elegant young master turned into a demon who wanted to eat people.
He suddenly hit the mahogany table so hard that the guqin almost turned over due to the shock.
Lowering his head, he looked at the broken string of the guqin on the table - where the break was, there was still a trace of blood from his index finger.
So, is it really a sign of ominous omen?
He didn't expect it!
"Find those killers, now, immediately!" he ordered sternly.
Lan Ning was shocked, "Yes, Young Master Han!"
**These killers did not expect to have a chance to see Han Qingyi.
Who is Han Qingyi? He will never meet people like them easily.
All orders are issued through his mouth, and then issued by the people below, and then executed by the people below.
This time, Master Han actually met them?
Maybe, because they did things well, Master Han wants to reward them?
These people all think so in their hearts.
So, when they walked from the secret passage to the study room on the second floor of the Korean villa, standing on the expensive mahogany floor and looking at the elegant and jade-like figure standing in front of the window with hands behind their backs, they were all excited.
Han Qingyi was also a high-ranking figure to them.
In fact, they haven't met Han Qingyi yet.
And for such a legendary, remarkable young man who became famous, who possessed incomparable power and was able to change the clouds and rain, his identity, his family background, his ruthlessness, and the dark forces... they all belong to them.
Unexpected.
When Han Qingyi turned around, these killers all took a slight breath in their hearts - this tall and tall noble man was indeed as rumored, more elegant than women, countless times more beautiful, and countless good-looking.
Times!
They had only seen such a beautiful man in their lives.
Standing tall, as graceful as jade, and unrivaled in elegance, he looks completely natural in his white clothes - there is no one more suitable for white clothes than him, and no one has a more elegant and noble temperament than him.
These killers were so shocked that they did not notice the strong dark aura surrounding Han Qingyi.
In the air, murderous aura is slowly flowing and stirring, as if it will turn into a murderous rope at any time, strangulating and suffocating people.
When these killers felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, they did not realize what had happened.
Perhaps, this is why this young nobleman is feared.
Both beautiful and vicious, like a beautiful cobra.
People can't help but want to worship him, but they are also afraid of him.
Just like how they feel now.
So, they still didn't notice anything was wrong.
Only the killer who once shot Zhang Ming and Ning Tong'er with a gun had a strange feeling - in front of him, Han Qingyi, the dark noble son who had admired his name for a long time but had never admired him so close, was dressed in white.
Unrivaled in elegance and elegance as jade.
However, for some reason, the appearance of another girl suddenly appeared in his mind.
She has a beautiful and otherworldly face, especially a pair of clear and bright eyes, which are absolutely unparalleled in the world and will never be forgotten after one glance.
When she died in his hands, she was also wearing white silk clothes.
I don't know why, the killer suddenly thought of her. Maybe it was because she was too beautiful and unforgettable, or maybe she was wearing white clothes like Han Qingyi.
Or maybe, the two of them have a certain... very similar temperament?
...The killer doesn't know why he has such a strange feeling.
Han Qingyi turned around and looked at them coldly.
The look in his eyes didn't look like he was going to commend them, but instead contained an indescribable, dark murderous aura.
These killers who were accustomed to seeing human blood felt like they were being "suppressed by him and unable to lift their heads" in front of this noble young master who was extremely handsome and elegant.
A terrifying murderous aura, and an unparalleled cruelty and dark aura.
"Is the girl you killed the person in the photo?"
He turned his palm and suddenly it was a photo of a single person.
In the photo, there is a slender girl with her long black hair tied into two braids, sitting on a swing.
I saw that the girl's face was petite and tender, her appearance was incomparably beautiful, and her big eyes were clear, innocent, and shining, as if she had collected many little stars inside.
In the photo, she is holding two thick hemp ropes wrapped with green vines on the swing with her slender hands, smiling brightly at the camera and the person taking the photo, and she is extremely happy.
This, this girl...
Wasn't she the girl he killed with a gun?
The killer was immediately dumbfounded. He didn't expect that Young Master Han actually had a photo of this girl in his hand.
There was a strong uneasy feeling in his heart. Although he didn't know the relationship between this girl and Mr. Han, he had already noticed that something was wrong.
The other killer was so stupid that he didn't notice anything was wrong, nor did he think about why the distinguished Young Master Han had a photo of the girl they shot dead. He nodded: "Yes, we saw her with the prey.
, so she was silenced as well.”
Han Qingyi's slender, jade-like hand suddenly clenched tightly, and there were faint veins bulging in his temples.
However, he did not get angry, he just kept calm and asked them coldly: "Are you sure?"
Standing aside, Lan Ning felt as if his breathing had suddenly stopped, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
The killer was still stupid and kept nodding, thinking that Han Qingyi was going to reward him heavily: "Sure, if we take action, how can we still survive?"
Han Qingyi's breath suddenly suffocated.
He took several steps back, and Lan Ning saw it with his own eyes - Young Master Han's legs were weak!
Such a perfect, such an excellent, such a powerful, such an amazing Young Master Han.
His legs were actually weak!
He only stood still by holding on to the window sill!
Without support, Lan Ning thought that Young Master Han might have fallen down in an instant.
At this time, even if the killer didn't have any brains, he realized something was wrong.
Han Qingyi grabbed the window sill with one hand and the photo with the other. Because of the excessive force, veins appeared on his long fingers and his knuckles turned white.
The photo was pinched by him until it was almost wrinkled.
He raised his head, and his beautiful eyes turned red.
"Say it again."
Even if these killers are idiots, they can still see the problem.
For a moment, no one dared to answer.
"Let me ask you!" Han Qingyi yelled loudly, the veins on his forehead jumped suddenly, and his eyes turned red, "Did you kill her?"
The stupid killer was too frightened to speak.
When the killer who shot Zhang Ming and Ning Tong'er saw this scene, he vaguely understood in his heart - he seemed to have made a huge mistake!
He must have killed someone he shouldn't have killed.
That girl who has a temperament very similar to Young Master Han may really have a close relationship with Young Master Han, and maybe she is still a very close person...
However, at that time, no one thought of it.
Who would have thought?
No one can think of things in this world in advance.
He bit the bullet and stood up: "Yes."
He said: "I killed him."
Han Qingyi looked at him with red eyes: "You?"
"It's me..." The killer hesitated. He didn't know why. He, a killer who killed so many people, felt like he had difficulty breathing in front of the powerful and beautiful Han Qingyi, especially when Han Qingyi was using an extremely terrifying method.
Looking at him, he felt as if his throat was being strangled by an invisible hand.