Taking out the mobile phone in his trouser pocket, he began to search for the main signal. The signal here was very weak, and Poisonous Scorpion and He Bing were not here at all.
This poisonous scorpion was cunning and cunning by nature. He led him here, but he took He Bing to another place.
Ye Ming quickly went out and walked out.
"Blood Eagle, where are you going?" Qianqian ran over at this time. She quickly gasped when she saw the injury behind Ye Ming, showing her nervousness and concern, "You are injured and need to be bandaged."
Ye Ming didn't even look at Qianqian. Several jeeps stopped. He walked up to a jeep with long legs and swift steps like the wind. He stretched out his hand to open the driver's door and pulled out the person inside.
come out.
The person who pulled it off was Song Chong. Song Chong was pulled so hard by the man that he almost fell. "Hey, what's wrong with you? This is my car."
Ye Ming raised his legs and was about to get in the car, but then Song Chong patted his shoulder.
Ye Ming looked back, and his dark eyes fell on Song Chong's face. He lifted his thin lips and forced out a solemn syllable from his throat, "Get out!"
Song Chong is the son of a general, and he has had a smooth journey and has been promoted step by step. Who dares to talk to him like this?
"I won't leave, what do you want to do to me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Ming reached out with his broad, rough palm and grabbed Song Chong's wrist, then twisted it hard.
With a click, Song Chong's arm was dislocated. He screamed in pain, "It hurts, it hurts, let go!"
Ye Ming reached out and pushed. Song Chong staggered back a few steps, then fell to the ground. He rolled a few times like a ball.
Ye Ming looked at him indifferently, "If you don't know how to get out, then I can only teach you."
After saying that, Ye Ming got into the driver's seat and the jeep sped away.
"You bastard, come back here!" Song Chong fell to the ground and shouted, but the jeep left exhaust fumes on his face.
puff.
Many people laughed.
Song Chong raised his eyes and saw that everyone in Fiu was covering their mouths and laughing.
He glared angrily.
"Go to work quickly!" The team leader ran away with the people.
Song Chong got up, came to Qianqian's side, and said with an attentive smile, "Qianqian."
Qianqian glanced at Song Chong with disdain, turned around and left.
In Qianqian's eyes, Song Chong was not even worthy of carrying Ye Ming's shoes.
She looked at the disappearing shadow of the jeep and felt both love and hate.
...
The jeep stopped in front of a villa on a nearby mountain, and Ye Ming found the signal here.
After opening the door and getting out of the car, Ye Ming quickly entered the villa. There was no sound at all in the villa.
The silence was suffocating and depressing.
He raised his eyes and looked at the room upstairs. The door to the room was tightly closed.
Ye Ming lifted his feet and climbed up the stairs step by step.
Every step he took was like a thousand pieces of gold, and the muscles in his black shirt were all pumping with blood. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Maybe, I didn't think about anything.
He came late.
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