Chapter 1965

Xiao Fengting went to one side and put the pistol on the sofa with his back to Tang Ye.

"I've got something to go out and eat. I'll be back tomorrow."

"Fengting, come back early I'm a little scared at home alone

Her weak voice, from the mobile phone to the eardrum, let people infinite pity.

Xiao Fengting's voice was more gentle, "well, I'll come back as soon as possible. I'm not at home. You should have a good meal. If you don't like others to accompany you to eat, let Xiaoxiao accompany you. You're not afraid of little ones, are you? "

"Well, um..." Tang Ning was obedient over there. Xiao Fengting could imagine her nodding. He talked with Tang Ning for a while, until he was taken downstairs for dinner.

He hung up the phone, sat on the sofa, silent down, one hand leaning on the brow, look light and gloomy.

"Little Lord, this woman..."

He was asked.

He raised his head to look at Tang Ye, and the other party was looking at him. His face was pale and he was dying. His eyes were full of vigilance and fear.

After looking at her for a while, he began to ask slowly, "where is the impossible task you mentioned?"

Tang Ye bit her lips slightly, and the excessive blood loss made her start to be a little confused.

"I don't know Each other's tasks are not communicated to each other. I only know that it is on an island somewhere in the Pacific Ocean. Because it involves human trafficking, international human rights organizations can't send people in to investigate, so they will transfer the task to us. "

"Before ah Qing, we sent people to investigate one after another. We didn't get any information at one time, so Ah Qing, I'm afraid, is not so lucky now. " She took a low breath and said slowly, "all I know is that. If you don't believe me, I can't help it."

Xiao Fengting sat silent on the sofa.

After a long time, until Tang Ye lost too much blood and passed into a coma, he raised his hand and waved it, and asked people to drag Tang Ye down for treatment.

It's sunny on the coast of Spain.

Xiao Fengting walked on the shore, looking at the picturesque sea level, thinking that when Tang Ning was better, he could take her to visit.

Tang Qing's affairs were somewhat unexpected.

The person who thought he would be able to get it back may have died somewhere he couldn't see. The thought made his heart feel a little uncomfortable.

He still remembers the last time he saw her.

In the single apartment that once belonged to them, she sat on the bed in her pajamas and watched him come in peacefully, her expression was numb and her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.

He looked for her for a night, and then left when she didn't wake up, so the last memory was her back to her messy hair and slender, fragile neck.

He went over and sat on the rock, frowned and lit a cigarette.

The heart was very uncomfortable, contracting slightly, which made him feel a little out of control.

Maybe he couldn't accept what he was holding in his hand, so he escaped, under his eyes.

Maybe there's something else

He slowly shakes off the ash, feeling a little lost for a moment's emptiness.

But he was not meant to be a man waiting to die, and soon recovered.

"Find the island for me." He whispered with his back to the man behind him.