Dear Mr. Shi

When Shi Yuhan stood up suddenly, the air in the room suddenly seemed to be frozen, dull, depressed, and bitterly murderous, slowly permeating the bottom of my heart.

In his ice-like eyes, there seemed to be a bloodthirsty beast hidden, and he turned to look at Song Qiliang: "Where are the people?"

This glance made Song Qiliang feel that it was more biting cold than the ice and snow.

He took two steps back slightly, and then said, "I really don't know, she ran away by herself..."

Then he looked at Song Ci: "You stinky boy, did you wrong me like this?"

Song Ci's expression on his face was pity, and he said with a heartache: "Am I wronged you? Why did you lie to me and asked my sister to call over, you are drugged and you are also uniting with outsiders. You are going to say, where is the sister?"

Song Qiliang was rather powerless to refute: "I really don't know, she really only sat for a while, and then left by herself."

At this time, Chen Tian walked to Shi Yuhan and pointed to the pair of shoes Song Qinghuan had replaced at the door.

Shi Yuhan's eyes fell, his murderous intent burst out, and he whispered, "Xia Yang!"

Xia Yang, who was still looking for him in the room, immediately came to Shi Yuhan. Shi Yuhan glanced at him indifferently, and then turned to face Song Ci.

Nothing was said, but everything has been confessed.

Chen Tian walked towards Song Ci and pushed him into the room. The moment he closed the door, Xia Yang kicked Song Qiliang.

Song Qiliang was kicked to the ground. He was terrified and was about to yell "Help!" When Xia Yang shot his guns, he pushed against Song Qiliang, while he was against Lu Meiyan, who was frightened and wanted to yell.

He said coldly: "Whoever speaks to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will shoot and break someone."

Lu Meiyan was so frightened that her whole body was weak, and she was shaking and sitting on the ground.

Song Qiliang trembled and knelt on the ground, "Brother, let me go. I really don't know where Qinghuan is going. She is my daughter. How could I harm him? That stinky kid was talking nonsense, he Nonsense!"

Then he pulled the shivering Lu Meiyan, "Say it quickly, Qinghuan is our daughter, we won't hurt her, just say it!"

Lu Meiyan was so frightened that she nodded and nodded again and again.

When Xia Yang glanced at it to protect him from the cold, he saw that he didn't mean to turn around, sneered, curled his lips, and suddenly stepped forward, kicking Song Qiliang in the stomach again.

"Ah!" Song Qiliang let out a tragic exclamation, then curled up on the ground with his belly bent.

Lu Meiyan's pupils shrank suddenly, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, "Ah, ah..."

They are all short syllables, only half a verse, which shows that they are scared and scared.

The blood flowed down the corners of Song Qiliang's mouth. He was beaten to a pale face, his eyes burst, and he curled up for a long time without easing himself.

Lu Meiyan started crying low, she raised her eyes in horror, looking at the tall Xia Yang beside her, stammering: "Qing, Qinghuan, she, she..."

"Where is she?" Shi Yuhan turned and looked at her, with bloodthirsty coldness on his face.

Lu Meiyan opened her lips, unable to speak for a long time: "..."

She wanted to say that she didn't know, she really didn't know, but she didn't dare to say, fearing that she would get the same treatment as Song Qiliang.

Xia Yang looked at her coldly and threatened: "As long as you answer honestly, I won't hurt you half a point, but if you want to perfuse and deceive, you will end up worse than him!"