Tang Qingqing, who had just escaped from death, did not expect that there were gun-wielding criminals here, and she had no time to react. When the shadow of death once again enveloped her, she felt extremely bitter. Could this be
Does the so-called extreme happiness give rise to sadness?
The last time was already a miracle for Tang Qingqing, and she believed that the miracle would not happen again.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and then Tang Qingqing heard the shrill screams again.
In sight, the men fell to the ground one after another. Tang Qingqing was stunned again. This, a miracle happened again?
"No, it's not a miracle!" Tang Qingqing woke up quickly. The two back and forth between life and death seemed to have made her mature a lot. She quickly found a bunker to temporarily ensure her safety.
, and then she called softly: "Brother, is it you? Where are you?"
When miracles happened again and again, the miracles were no longer miracles. Tang Qingqing knew that someone was helping her, and the only person she could think of was Tang Jin.
However, there was no response from the factory, which confused Tang Qingqing. If Tang Jin was really helping her, why didn't Tang Jin show up? But if it weren't for him, who else would be so lucky to help her?
The factory became extremely quiet again, with no human voice or footsteps. Many thoughts flashed through Tang Qingqing's mind, then she took a deep breath, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and made a call.
"Captain Tu, my name is Tang Qingqing. I'm at the Xinning Chemical Plant. There are five armed suspects here. I need support!" Tang Qingqing said quickly. Although she still had countless questions in her mind, she knew that it was not time to think about it now.
Those times.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Qingqing took a deep breath and thought to himself: "Brother, I'm really counting on you this time. Since you can save me, I believe you can also save my dad."
Although Tang Jin didn't appear, Tang Qingqing still felt that the only person who helped her secretly was Tang Jin. Maybe he didn't show up just because he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble.
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About two kilometers away from the Xinning Chemical Factory is a warehouse area. Many factories in Xinning District rent warehouses here. As for who the owner of the warehouse is, most people don't know.
At this moment, there was no goods in one of the warehouses, only three men.
Among the three, the most eye-catching one was obviously the huge fat man, who looked like a mountain of meat. He was none other than Zuo Xiaolong, who was known as the Fat Dragon.
Since Zuo Xiaolong appears here, he has obviously left the hospital, but Zuo Xiaolong's left hand is still wrapped in a bandage. Obviously, his left hand is still early to recover.
Behind Zuo Xiaolong, stood a burly man, one of his two men. Although this man had been knocked unconscious by Tang Jin, he did not have any sequelae, at least, that's what it seemed.
The last man in the warehouse was sitting in a wheelchair. This man looked in his forties and had obvious bruises on his face. He must have been beaten just now, but even so, it can still be seen that this man
He is a very handsome man. Although time has left traces of vicissitudes on his face, he still gives people an extraordinarily charming feeling. If time could go back twenty years, if he was not in a wheelchair, he would
It will definitely be popular among thousands of girls.
Feilong stared at this handsome man, but his expression was quite proud, and there was a faint pleasure of revenge in his eyes: "Tang Haoran, you will be able to see your precious daughter soon, but we will only meet in the Palace of Hell. You
How are you feeling now? Hahaha..."
"Fifteen years ago, when I was chasing you, I should have shot you to death." This handsome man sitting in a wheelchair was none other than Tang Qingqing's father, Tang Haoran. He looked at Fei Long, but there was nothing in his eyes.
There is no fear, nor sadness, but a kind of surprising calmness. Ten years of wheelchair life have tempered his mind to be extremely tough, tough enough for him to face anything that happens with a calm mind.
"It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world!" Fei Long stared at Tang Haoran, with a look of hatred in his eyes again, "Tang Haoran, there are many people who have troubled me, but do you know why I hate you the most?"
"Fei Long, I'm not a psychiatrist, and I'm not interested in exploring your inner world." Tang Haoran still looked calm, "I don't care what you did to my daughter, but I can tell you that you'd better not let me live.
Get out of here."
"What? Do you still want to take revenge? With the trash like you, what the hell can you do to me?" Fei Long sneered, "Tang Haoran, do you think you are still the most powerful person in Ningshan City ten years ago?
A detective? Face the fucking reality, you are a waste now, a complete waste!"
"I'm a waste, how can you be any better?" Tang Haoran looked at Fei Long with pity, "Do you think I don't know that Longhu Restaurant is about to change its name? You are just a broken person now.
Just a fat guy with only one hand."
"F**king mother!" Fei Long was furious and punched Tang Haoran on the cheek. Then he kicked Tang Haoran's wheelchair and kicked the wheelchair over. "Tang, you were born to be...
You can't get along with me. I worked so hard back then and finally took over the casino, but you fucking came and took over my place, put me in jail, and made my five years of hard work go to waste!"
Fei Long looked furious, and kicked Tang Haoran on the waist again: "I spent five years in prison, and it took another five years after I was released to build this Dragon Tiger Restaurant, but I just enjoyed it
In five good years, your daughter found a little bastard boyfriend, and disabled one of my hands, and also disabled Shouhu, leaving me with nothing, and all my hard work was in vain.
I am an **eighteenth generation ancestor, **mom, **wife, **daughter... ugh!”
Before Feilong could finish cursing, he suddenly let out a scream. The corner of his mouth seemed to be stabbed violently by something. It was extremely painful. When he touched it with his hand, he felt a tooth and blood on his hand.
"Who?" Feilong yelled angrily: "Stop pretending to be a fool and get out of here!"
Before Fei Long finished speaking, a black shadow suddenly flew towards him.
Snap!
The black shadow hit the ground, but it was a burly man. Feilong's expression suddenly changed. This was another of his men, and this man should be secretly monitoring Tang Qingqing!
"You fat pig, your consciousness is really low!" A lazy voice sounded, and along with this voice, an extra person suddenly appeared in the warehouse, a boy who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.