Chapter 1234

Name:Super Working Man Author:e lang
Song Jinghong's voice came from his mobile phone: "Yes, we leaked the news here. It was that bitch Zhang Licong. She pretended to accompany me all night. While I was asleep, she took my mobile phone and sent more text messages to Qian Duoduo. Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise the whole Hongye villa was exposed. Paralyzed, Zhang Licong, that bitch, I had to kill her!"

"Brother song, now Qian Duoduo wants us to take him to Hongye villa. You have to be prepared."

"No problem, you bring him. I'm ready to make sure that boy has suffered enough."

"OK, we'll arrive at Hongye villa in an hour at most."

Yan Meiyu called and put down her cell phone.

The two men looked at each other, relieved and began to change their clothes in a leisurely manner.

They have never seen the real skills of Qian Duoduo. Now they have the support of song Jinghong, who is a Kung Fu expert, and have made preparations in advance. Naturally, they have nothing to worry about.

Qian Duoduo stood outside the door and listened. Although the voice in the room was very small, he could hear every word clearly with his awesome hearing.

Brother song?

It seems that this matter is not as simple as revenge. There is a certain fame in it.

I don't know what red leaf villa does.

From the name, it is mostly a leisure and entertainment industry.

Call Lin Jiahui and see if they have any clues about Hongye villa.

Qian Duoduo left the door, went to the window of the living room, took out his mobile phone and dialed Lin Jiahui.

Lin Jiahui took several public security and criminal investigation policemen from the police station and worked busily in the office. Seeing Qian Duoduo calling, he hurriedly answered: "Mr. Qian."

"Lin Suo, have you found any clues about Hongye villa?"

"Not yet. The mobile phone number you gave has been turned off. We just contacted the mobile company and inquired about the identity information of the owner. The owner's surname is Wang, from lezhou County, Xichuan province. We are preparing to contact the police in lezhou County, Xichuan province."

Qian Duoduo immediately said, "Lin Suo, no need. The owner's surname is not Wang, and the owner's surname is song. The owner is not in lezhou, but must be near Kunming. The identity information registered by the owner when buying a mobile phone must be false."

Lin Jiahui was stunned: "Mr. Qian, how do you know?"

"Now I have found the suspect who kidnapped Sister Li Cong. There is an accomplice behind the suspect. I'll go to Hongye villa with him. You'd better not show up now to avoid disturbing each other. I'll contact you after I arrive at Hongye villa."

"Mr. Qian, is it dangerous for you to go to Hongye villa alone?"

"It's all right. If you don't go into a tiger's den, you can't get a tiger's son. I'll catch all these guys. Lin Suo, get ready and start immediately after receiving my notice."

"Good, good."

Lin Jiahui repeatedly promised.

Qian Duoduo put down his cell phone, sat down on the sofa in the living room and waited patiently.

After a while, Yan Meiyu and Zhao Xiaowu walked out of the room. Zhao Xiaowu was in a suit and shoes, energetic, and looked cold and proud. Yan Meiyu was wearing a white casual pants and a red tweed coat, slightly powdered, and was also an elegant and exquisite young woman.

Yan Meiyu glanced at Qian Duoduo and walked outside the door.

Qian Duoduo, expressionless, followed her.

Zhao Xiaowu finally went out and slammed the door.

Three people went downstairs and walked out of the bar.

Zhao Xiaowu's luxury car stopped on the street outside. Zhao Xiaowu got on the car with Yan Meiyu. Zhao Xiaowu drove. Yan Meiyu sat on the co driver. Qian Duoduo also opened the back door and sat on it impolitely.

The black car started slowly and drove quickly in the direction of red leaf villa.

Hongye villa.

Ding Xiaomei and he Xiaoli curled up in the corner and looked at the dim light. They were silent.

"Cough, cough..."

"Cough, cough..."

Both men made a series of coughs and a long runny nose.

Ding Xiaomei leaned against the wall, closed her eyes and was dizzy. She held her arms tightly and felt cold all over her body.

He Xiaoli said with concern, "sister Mei, are you cold?"

Ding Xiaomei nodded: "yes, it's so cold. My head is dizzy again."

He Xiaoli touched her forehead and exclaimed in surprise, "sister Mei, your forehead is so hot. You have a fever!"

Ding Xiaomei was powerless: "I've never experienced such a hard time. I've caught a cold."

"I've caught a cold, too, but I don't seem to have a fever now." he Xiaoli touched her forehead. It wasn't so hot.

"Hey, sister Mei has a cold and a high fever. Hey, did you hear that, sister Mei has a cold..."

He Xiaoli shouted loudly.

In the monitoring room upstairs, song Jinghong sat in a chair, drinking coffee, quietly staring at the monitoring screen in front of him, expressionless.

Behind him stood his two close bodyguards, with a cold expression, like two javelins.

In addition to them, there are many security guards sitting in different positions and monitoring different places.

"Cough, cough..."

Ding Xiaomei had another series of coughs.

The dagger was at her feet.

Bang——

The door opened.

Ding Xiaomei quickly opened her eyes, grabbed the dagger next to her and held it tightly in her hand.

Two security guards dragged a naked woman with disheveled hair into the house and turned back and went out.

Bang——

The gate closed again.

Ding Xiaomei and he Xiaoli quickly stood up, and he Xiaoli ran to the woman.

Ding Xiaomei stood up. Her mind was dizzy. She couldn't help closing her eyes and shaking her body. Then she dragged her tired steps and walked forward.

He Xiaoli ran to the woman's side, squatted down, picked her up, brushed away her hair in front of her, and shouted, "sister Mei, come and see, she's been badly hurt!"

Ding Xiaomei walked to her side. She saw the woman with her eyes closed, half of her cheeks swollen like steamed bread, her chin and corners of her mouth full of blood, her whole body naked, and her scars more than he Xiaoli.

"Li Cong!"

Although Zhang Lichong didn't wear glasses, Ding Xiaomei recognized her.

Obviously, Zhang Lichong has been humiliated and beaten, and her injury is far more serious than he Xiaoli.

Why?

Zhang Lichong didn't come back last night. She should have promised. Since she promised, she shouldn't have been so badly damaged.

Did she turn back this morning, so she was beaten like this.

With doubts and sympathy, Ding Xiaomei took off her coat, put it on Zhang Licong, sat on the ground, held her in her arms, wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth with her fingers, and whispered: "Licong, Licong..."