Even if I had guessed some, I heard someone tell her firmly that she would be more down-to-earth.

Yuan Yuan nodded and drew again.

Zhao Siqing can not guess when he opened his mouth will be anxious to spit out: "Grandpa, dead."

Hearing this, Zhao Siqing was stunned for a few seconds.

"Mr. Li has passed away?" She began to feel.

Yuan Yuan immediately nods.

"Do you know any feud between Li Feihuan and Huo Jingchen?" Zhao Siqing asked again.

This time, Yuan Yuan shook his head.

After a while, he seemed to think of something. He got up and turned out a pen and a piece of paper in the secret room. He bowed his head and drew carefully.

Before long, a girl's outline appeared on the drawing paper.

Although very abstract, Zhao Siqing can still recognize a girl.

"She, purse." Yuan Yuan tried to explain to her, but because he didn't speak for a long time, and he was such a small child when he was stimulated, it was very difficult to speak for a while.

Seeing that his face was red, Zhao Siqing quickly pacified him and said: "Yuanyuan is already great. Don't worry about Yuanyuan. My sister will guess slowly."

Seeing this, Yuan Yuan's anxious look gradually eased down.

Zhao Siqing didn't know what was going on outside, but he had a chat with Li feiyuan.

Although most of them are her guesses, yuan yuan only nods and shakes his head.

But after all, Zhao Siqing can get some information.

She knew that old man Li was probably dead, that Li's family and Huo's family were in the same boat now, and that Yuan Yuan had mentioned a girl.

But Zhao Siqing still didn't get more useful information.

Without waiting for her to ask again, the secret room door was suddenly pushed open. The woman before came in with two men. One of them grabbed Zhao Siqing's shoulder and pushed her out.

Zhao Siqing guards Yuan Yuan and looks at the two without saying a word.

They took her to the kitchen door, and now the living room is still reverberating with all kinds of guns, and the floor of the kitchen generation is also in a mess.

Zhao Siqing really wants to run.

It's a pity that she didn't even look at Huo Jingchen's shadow. With a big stomach, she really had no courage, so she obediently followed several people out the back door of the kitchen.

There was a car in the back yard. The woman opened the door and pushed her in.

Next, Yuan Yuan was also lost.

The next moment, the car sped away from the villa.

Zhao Siqing turned to look around the environment, want to roughly determine the location of this meeting, who knows the woman saw her actions from the rear-view mirror, cold voice way: "put her eyes on."

Hearing this, the strong man immediately pulled a black cloth and tied it directly to Zhao Siqing's eyes.

Zhao Siqing's voice was still silent, but his heart was to greet the annoying woman 800 times.

After driving for more than half an hour, Zhao Siqing's eyes have been blindfolded all the time, so he is not sure whether his judgment is accurate or not.

Before long, she noticed that the car stopped slowly and the black cloth in front of her was pulled down.

"Get out of the car!" The woman stood in front of the door in a cold voice.

After Zhao Siqing and Li feiyuan slowly got out of the car, they looked around. It was an old villa group. This generation seemed to have few people to live in, and few people's lights were on, except for the one in front of them.

Zhao Siqing doubted whether this area was Li Feihuan's base camp, but he had to admire where he found it.