The strong man outside the door had blood flowing on his pants. His body was pressed against the security door. His anxious head was sweating. He glanced around, clutched his military thorn, and then took a step back.
"Bang"
Zhouzhou, who was inside Hubb, was trying his best to push the door out. The strong man flashed and couldn't hold back his body strength. He used his inertia to violently knock open the door. Then he leaned forward and caught the door with his feet and rushed out.
"**Let you chase me." The strong man endured the pain in his leg and kicked Zhouzhou in the face. The kick came a bit suddenly. Zhouzhou instinctively covered his face and leaned against the door frame with a pop. The strong man turned around and ran away.
"Oh my god, I kicked your mother's eyes out," Zhouzhou cursed, covering his eyes with tears streaming down his face.
"Get up, waste!" Guangzi pulled Zhouzhou away and rushed out of the room. He lowered his head and glanced downstairs. He vaguely saw along the gap that the strong man had almost reached the first floor when he was stabbed twice in the leg.
"Okay, stop chasing me and close the door," Tianyang said angrily, covering the wound on his arm.
Downstairs, Wen Feng led two half-disabled strong men and dragged Monroe towards the entrance of the community. He ran out of the door and stopped a taxi. The driver got out of the car. Just as he was about to ask where he was going, he saw blood stains on the three of them. After pausing for a second, he stepped on the accelerator decisively and was about to refuse the ride. Unexpectedly, the strong man with injured legs grabbed the door and rushed forward. The military thorn directly pressed against the driver's chin [
"Peng"
Wen Feng glanced around and pulled open the car door, stuffing Monroe into the back seat. Then he and the strong man pinched her left and right and said to the driver: "Drive."
"" The driver gritted his teeth and remained silent for a moment, stepped on the accelerator, clicked the meter and left.
Five minutes later, they had just left. Six or seven cars slowly stopped at the gate of the community. Wang Mumu opened the door and was about to get off the car. Fuxin, who was sitting in the back, stretched out his hand to stop him, looked around the community and said in confusion: "This The community looked at me and saw that I was the same as that stupid second sister."
"Second sister," Wang Mumu suddenly turned around and repeated in confusion.
Tianyang was sitting on the sofa in the living room upstairs and thought for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out that the fight just now was done by JB for the Republic.
Could it be that there is something else going on between the second sister and Liu Baobao?
After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't figure it out. The sound was a bit loud just now. Maybe the neighbor has already reported the case. I searched for nearly an hour and still didn't find what I wanted. I guess the second sister really didn't prepare a backup or something.
"Let's go" Tianyang stood up and said quickly to Zhouzhou and Guangzi.
"What's going on in this room?" Photon asked, pointing to the messy room.
"Ignore it, let's go first," Tianyang replied, covering his arms and running towards the door. When he came to the shoe cabinet, he paused and suddenly remembered that he had just received a courier.
"Snapped"
Tianyang reached back and picked up the express bag without looking at it, tucked it under his arm and walked out with Guangzi and Zhouzhou.
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"Peng"
In the taxi, Wen Feng snatched Monroe's bag without saying a word, roughly opened the zipper, lowered his head and rummaged through the bag.
Monroe bit her lip, her face turned pale, her expression was quite numb, and she didn't even care that Wen Feng, who was looking through his bag, was filled with doubts.
Why was there someone else at my brother's house? Why didn't Bao Bao's phone call go through after I called him that day to find out the address?
Could it be that Huang Yongfa has already found Bao Bao and killed Bao Bao? No, it is impossible. It must not be like this. If Huang Yongfa has found Bao Bao, then who are these people in front of him? Did Hong Tao and Huang Yongfa break up?
A series of fogs lingered in Monroe's head, and she could no longer figure out the answer.
"Where are the things?" Wen Feng rummaged through Monroe's bag and found no materials.
"Who do you belong to?" Monroe asked, glaring at Wen Feng with resentment in her eyes.
"Snapped"
A big mouth slapped Monroe on the face. Wen Feng gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Where's the a** thing?"
"Pah!" Monroe paused, suddenly slapped Wen Feng on the face with her backhand, and replied with an expression: "Do you deserve to scold me for scolding your mother?"
Wen Feng was a little dazed after being slapped by Monroe. After he reacted, his palms were trembling and he gritted his teeth. He looked at Monroe. He paused for five or six seconds and then turned his head and dialed the number of the middle-aged man in the nursing home.
"Brother, we're stuck," Wen Feng said straight to the point after the call was connected.
"Where are the things?" The middle-aged man in the nursing home was silent for a moment and asked slowly.
"Something happened. I wanted to follow you to the place and take action. But I didn't expect that there would be someone at home when we arrived." Wen Feng looked outside and said in a low voice.
"Who's Monroe?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.
"Shua"
Wen Feng turned to look at Monroe, paused for a second and said slowly: "It shouldn't be her fault if the people in the house didn't chase after us after we came out."
"It's not his," the middle-aged man repeated in a low voice. Then he remained silent for an unknown length of time and muttered to himself, "Li Meng should be in Shenyang, he belongs to Meng Fei."
"How can Li Meng arrive so quickly?" Wen Feng also asked a little surprised.
"Well, it's okay if he doesn't get what he means." The middle-aged man sighed and asked again: "I don't have any on me either."
"No," Wen Feng lowered his head and replied.
"Monroe is basically useless and there is no use holding it," the middle-aged man said without any emotion in his voice.
"I'm trying to pry you off," Wen Feng nodded and said.
"Don't ask straight questions. First find out what she is doing in Shenyang." The middle-aged man asked a little hopelessly.
"I see"
"You stay in Shenyang first, I still have something to do."
"okay, I get it"
"That's it." After saying that, the two hung up the phone. The middle-aged man stood in front of the hotel floor with his hands behind his back, shook his neck, remained silent for a long time, squinted his eyes and said, "Meng Fei, what will you choose?"
ps: There are two more chapters to be released soon