Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse, his whole body was exposed to the rain, and he was soaked. A arrogant aura filled his body.

The man was frightened when he mentioned it.

Because Han Changqing's dagger accidentally pierced his butt, his eyes widened and he was speechless in pain.

Seeing that he was silent, Xiao Mohan pushed him away with all his strength. The man fell heavily to the ground, and the dagger sank into his butt, making him jump in pain.

"Is the woman you kidnapped her?" Wenshui held up the phone and handed it over.

Wenshui's cell phone showed Gu Chuyan's photo.

"Yes, that's her. She was killed by the bomb. There's not even a body. How pitiful." The man whispered, and Xiao Mohan ran forward with his long legs.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and Xiao Mohan rushed forward like crazy.

"Master, I found a video." Xiao Ran turned around, stepped forward with an umbrella, and handed the phone to Xiao Mohan.

The entire video shows Gu Chuyan being brought in until it explodes. Although a mysterious man appeared, he was blocked and couldn't even see his figure clearly.

"Master, sister-in-law, I'm afraid..." Xiao Ran looked at the video with a solemn expression.

As others said, Gu Chuyan was bombed, and... I'm afraid it's a dead body.

"No, it won't." Xiao Mohan stepped forward like a strong wind, looked at the cleaned basement, and saw blood on the bricks.

Xiao Mohan stretched out his hand, took out the brick, and stroked it with his fingertips.

"Wenshui." Xiao Mohan called in a deep voice. Seeing Wenshui coming, he said in a hoarse voice: "Let's see if it's Chuchu's blood."

"She will be fine." Xiao Mohan added in a deep voice.

When he turned around to buy some medicine in the afternoon, he actually lost her. Xiao Mohan still hasn't been able to accept this fact.

"Yes, I'll go right away." Wenshui said in a low voice, took the brick, turned around and walked back.

A few minutes later, Wenshui came over with a serious face and said solemnly: "Han, the blood is indeed my sister-in-law's."

"Boom!" Xiao Mohan's mind went blank. He turned around and bent down, picking up the mud with his bare hands, asking for water, and wanted to stop him, but he was called away.

"Chuchu, it's impossible." Xiao Mohan knelt on the mud, rain falling on him.

Xiao Mohan was like crazy, digging with his hands constantly, trying to prove that Gu Chuyan was buried in the soil and could not have been blown to death.

Not far away, a small figure, Pi Dian, stepped towards this side, grabbed his butt with his little hands, and stood behind him.

"Chuchu." Xiao Mohan's voice was hoarse and filled with despair. He couldn't believe these things.

The rain was getting heavier, but I felt something blocking my head.

"Ahem." After a few childish coughs, Xiao Mohan paused and slowly raised his head. With the help of lightning flashes, he saw Xiao Yijue standing beside him, raising his little hand to block his head.

Rain sprayed on Xiao Yijue's body. He had a high fever and was coughing. Now he was coughing more violently, but he didn't open his eyes. He stood there with his small body and his small hands to protect him from the rain.

Xiao Mohan looked at him with black eyes. Upon seeing this, Xiao Yijue stepped forward and touched Xiao Mohan's face with his little hand, wiping the mud from his face.

His throat moved, as if something was stuck and he couldn't make a sound.

"Ahem." Xiao Yijue kept coughing and suddenly felt uncomfortable. Afraid of disturbing Xiao Mohan, he quickly retracted his hand and covered his mouth tightly.

Xiao Yijue noticed that Xiao Mohan's eyes fell on him. He squatted down and tried to dig into the place where Xiao Mohan had just dug with his little hands.