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"Where's my sister?" An Xiaojiu anxiously asked Xiao's.

Xiao was lying on the bed, so sleepy that he was pulled up by An Xiaojiu, very impatient: "How do I know where Xiaoqi is?"

"My sister is here with you this afternoon, do you say you don't know?" An Xiaojiu's tone was also very special.

On weekdays, she doesn't have the patience to talk to Shaw, let alone this time.

Rong Jing's eyebrows burned violently, but it was not good to treat Xiao's, so he had to wait for An Xiaojiu to ask what he could do.

Subconsciously, Rong Jing carefully observed the room to see if there was any clue.

"Come here in the afternoon? I haven't seen her this time. What a fate I have, I'm lying on my cymbals, and there is no child to take care of me. This afternoon, I don't have any one to pour tea. "

While raising his eyes and squinting at An Xiaojiu, Xiao's mouth muttered and said something.

An Xiaojiu was in a hurry: "Whether you have any heart or not, now my sister is gone, you are still talking some rumors here!"

"Leave, Brother Rong, let's ask Uncle Li next door."

Her sister hasn't come here. Maybe someone saw it over there.

An Xiaojiu didn't really believe what Xiao said.

This person's new has long been bad.

Rong Jingdian nodded, two people just stepped out of the threshold, Rong Jing said suddenly: "Wait a minute!"

"what happened?"

Xiao, lying on his cymbal, clenched his fist slightly.

"Look here." Rong Jing pointed to a protruding nail on the door frame with a light pink thread hanging on it. Looking at the material, it should be hanging from clothes.

And touching the line, the clothes should be cotton.

An Xiaojiu's pupil narrowed slightly.

Light pink, cotton.

"My sister is wearing a light pink cotton dress today!" After An Xiaojiu exclaimed, it was a raging anger.

Turned around and strode to the side with anger, gritted his teeth and asked Xiao's face that had changed, "Don't you say it!"

Now An Xiaojiu is too lazy to talk to Xiaoshi nonsense about what is not natural or emotional.

Since he was able to do such a thing, it proved that he did not take An Xiaoqi at all.

"What? I don't know what you're talking about." Xiao's eyes dodged a little, but his tone was very stiff.

"you……"

Before An Xiaojiu had finished speaking, he was squeezed aside by Rong Jing.

"Ah!" Xiao screamed in horror.

Rong Jing seemed to be an incarnation of Xiuluo, with a blue complexion, red eyes, **** noses, and flaming noses. His big hands were like iron tongs, and he severely pinched Xiao's neck.

He dragged Xiao from his stubbornly and kept on exerting force.

Gradually, Xiao's feet left the ground and kept kicking.

The hands were desperately clenching, but they couldn't shake the sight.

"I just ask you once, where is Xiao Qi!"

The tone was cold, like a fierce ghost crawling out of hell, and it was ruthless to ask for the murderer on earth.

"me……"

"Rong Jing, what are you doing? Hurry up and let go of her."

Uncle Li and Uncle Sun who knew that An Xiaoqi had disappeared, as well as Uncle Rong ran over.

As soon as I came in, I saw such a shocking scene.

Everyone panicked.

"Come on! Where is Xiao Qi!"

Rong Jing not only did not let down Xiao's, but the strength of his men gradually increased. An Xiaojiu seemed to hear the sound of broken bones.

In the silent night, the sound was infinitely amplified.

Everyone present was horrified by Rong Jing's momentum.

auzw.com Auntie Sun stunned An Xiaojiu and said quietly, "You're going to persuade me to die, it's not worth it for someone like Shaw!"

Needless to say, Auntie Sun guessed that Xiao Qi's disappearance would definitely be inseparable from this Xiao's, otherwise, this scene would not be so innocent.

It's okay for Xiao to be strangled, but Rong Jing can't pay for such a person!

An Xiaojiu was in pain and returned to God: "Brother Rong, if you kill her, what will my sister do?"

Who knows, Rong Jing's face did not change at all.

As if what An Xiaojiu said, it had nothing to do with him.

"Don't say, then you die."

Rong Jing's eyes narrowed slowly, his arms seemed to be harder and stronger.

Xiao's face floated, his face gradually turning blue.

Originally thinking that someone was coming, Rong Jing would converge, but who knew Rong Jing would not be moved at all.

Suddenly, Shaw panicked.

Rolling his eyes and clapping Rong Jing's hand, "I, I said ..."

Rong Jing was loose, but still didn't let go of Xiao's, or pinched Xiao's neck, but let Xiao's feet touch the ground, not to be strangled to death, but he could not walk away.

"Say it!"

Xiao panted heavily, this was the first time she felt that she was so close to death, and her heart was already panicked. Where would she dare to grind?

Immediately said: "Xiao Qi was taken away by name."

"Who is the same name?"

"Which is the second old man who came back and proposed a relationship with the quiet mother."

"Where has he taken Xiaoqi now?"

"Should be at the inn."

"Oh!"

Rong Jing let go of his hand, turned around and ran out.

Xiao lost her strength and fell to the ground all at once, but no one was willing to help her, let alone sympathy or something.

An Xiaojiu quickly said to Aunt Sun: "Ma'am, please stay here, help me look at her, don't let her run away."

After talking, I chased out.

This time, she will never let go of Shaw.

Although I do n’t know why Xiao ’s name allowed An Xiaoqi to be taken away by name, but a girl was taken away by a man, or in the evening, what can be the result ...

Who doesn't understand?

Auntie Sun wasn't even confused, so she was left alone, watching Xiao's lying on the ground, breathing like a dying fish, and getting angry.

Could not help but kick a few feet.

"Why didn't Ansan kill you that day?"

Originally, there was some sympathy for Xiao's being beaten by his man, but now Sun Auntie only feels that her previous sympathy has fed the dog.

Sympathy for a sheep dressed as a skewer, nor should she sympathize with such a poisonous woman!

There weren't many people under the streets on the quiet night. One after another ran, scaring a lot of people.

Many people came out one after another, curious to follow up and want to see what happened.

Rong Jing ran to the only inn in town in one breath, grabbed a man who looked like a shopkeeper and asked, "Which room is the same name?"

"What, what do you do, I tell you ... hey hey, put me down and have something to say."

Rong Jing asked with a black face again, "Which inn does Qiming live in?"

"Parity? He checked out this afternoon."

"Where did he go?" Rong Jing's heart was even more disturbed, and the strength of holding the other side in panic increased.

The shopkeeper was crying, "I really don't know where the guests go, and they won't tell me ..."

Who did he provoke?

Rong Jing loosened the shopkeeper and took a few steps backwards, looking dull: "Little Seven ... Where are you?"

There were already some tremolos in the voice, even ... crying.