367. Chapter 367 How do you count as having many enemies?
No one called her "Xin Shang Shang", no one blew her nose and glared at her, no one kissed her mouth like the most gentle lover, and no one mischievously left traces of affection and love on her body, let alone
People joked that they had to choose the clothes for him to wear that day...
Her heart became empty with his disappearance.
It was even emptier than when she moved into a small apartment by herself.
At that time, she at least knew that Chang Mian was somewhere, living his own life unchanged, but now, where is he?
Chang Mian...where are you...
She didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit that she was very, very uneasy, very worried, and even became more and more panicked as time went by. It was panic...
He leaned against the pillow, completely sleepless.
With no hope at all, Chang Chang found the nickname in her network that she had forgotten by heart, and dialed the number over and over again, but it was still not in the service area. It was really disappointing and continued to disappoint.
She wiped away the cold sweat running down her cheeks after waking up from the nightmare.
In such an afternoon, she was left alone to feel sad and whisper his name.
Chang Mian... Chang Mian... Chang Mian...
I remember my grandma said that Chang Mian’s name was chosen by her, which means eternal love. It is also a homophone of lingering. She always likes to call his name, lingering... lingering... lingering... especially every time the body touches each other.
When she was young, she always imagined that he was an affectionate man, longing for him to devote all his affection to her.
Chang Mian, please, come back soon...
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Time, 110 hours in the past.
Together with everyone else, she searched like crazy all over the world for Chang Mian and those bosses. Even if there were any clues, she would rush over to confirm them as soon as possible, but failed every time.
In October, the maple leaves are all red.
On the streets of the entire city, the endless red maples could be seen at a glance. They were so beautiful, but they could not be imprinted in her heart.
"So Wenwen, are you still unwilling to say anything?" Chang Shang asked Leng Wu.
Leng Wu's face remained dark. "She may, really don't know."
"Didn't you say that someone kidnapped Yangyang, the person behind the scenes? If you kidnap him, cut his body into thousands of pieces, and torture him to death, you can always get something out of it, right?" Chang Chang felt that she was full of blood, but she didn't care.
, she didn’t even blink when she said this.
"good!"
Leng Wu just gave him one word.
"I wonder if Chang Mian is doing well now." Chang Shang leaned against the passenger seat and murmured to herself.
She and Leng Wu were not the only two people in the car. As she murmured to herself, everyone clenched their fists. The car was so quiet that only the sound of creaking bones was left.
They also want to know how their boss is doing.
It’s been 110 hours, more than four days.
Why, I just can’t find anyone.
Even if it's a corpse, I should be able to find it. Bah bah bah...
The boss is invincible!
"Is it possible that you missed something from the beginning? How many enemies does Chang Mian have?" Chang Shang retracted her gaze from the sycamore leaves outside and turned to look at Ao Yu in the back seat: "His enemies,
Is it much?"
Aoyu thought for a while, how do we count the number of enemies? One, two, or dozens?
If a person wants to dominate the South China Sea, in that sensitive area where several countries are competing for it, how many people will he encounter who will hold grudges? Is this too much?