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When the figure of the man disappears completely in the sight, Cheng Chi reaches out his mobile phone and unlocks it.

The time is displayed on the touch screen, 4 a.m.

Frowning, he opened the phone book and dialed a phone number.

Dial several times before the other party is willing to connect, voice with obvious weariness, "Hello, who?"

"Third young master, it's me, Cheng Chi."

"Cheng Chi?"

Originally do surgery to do midnight, Sheng Tianchen tired like a dog, the result just came home to sleep not long, was wake up by the phone, "why, this point call me, your young master is not eating, or not sleeping?"

Cheng Chi said to the point, "the third young master, the young master is injured."

Hearing the two words of injury, Sheng Tianchen got up from the bed and put on the frame glasses on the bedside table and asked, "where did you get hurt?"

Cheng Chi honestly said, "I took a look, it should be the position of the left chest."

Sheng Tianchen can not believe, "how possible, who can hurt the place nearest to his heart?"

In the past, when he was in the army, no one could do it, let alone that he had been away from the army for 12 years.

"It's true. Now the young master has shed a lot of blood. He refuses to go to the hospital and has to drive out alone. I'm really worried. That's why I called the third young master. Third young master, please advise him. No matter what his injury is, his life will be in danger."

"Tell me first, how did he get this injury?"

Sheng Tianchen looked at the deep night outside the window, listening to the sound of the rainstorm beating on the window, accompanied by the voice of the telephone, his face became more and more heavy.

The wind was blowing and the rain was pouring down.

The whole city seems to be engulfed in darkness.

Man biting smoke, driving a sports car, no direction, no way back, just like crazy on the road.

The windshield wiper quickly hung on the rain, but still shadow can not see the road in front of him, he ignored, still stepped on the accelerator.

He was very annoyed. He had never been so annoyed. He didn't know where to go, but he ran out of his mind.

No, it's not so much running as it's more like being on the run.

Run away?

He's on the run what?

Afraid to see the pathetic look of that woman?

How can it be? How can it be?

Didn't he mean to make her miserable, didn't he deliberately torture her? How can you be afraid?

He should be happy. He should laugh happily.

Because she looks, it's painful.

But why, he not only can't laugh, but also feel good pain.

The pain, coming out of the hole in his heart, spread all over the body, from the hair to the toes, from the wounds in his chest cavity, and then penetrated into every cell of his body.

As if it was a bomb, it exploded all of a sudden, leaving him dead.

The rain kept beating on the windshield, and he was accelerating to think, why was he so angry tonight, and where did she get him?

He didn't even understand why she had a heart.

Is it because of Xiao Yi's death?

No, he knows not. The anger in his stomach tonight has nothing to do with Xiao Yi.

Most of all, I realized something, felt disgusted, disgusted, and wanted to kill people!

His brows are very deep. He needs to vent. If he doesn't vent, he doesn't guarantee that he will see the person later, so he will drive directly to kill the other party.

He took up his mobile phone and was about to dial Song Li's phone when the phone ring suddenly rang, and the remark "Zi Ming" was displayed on the screen.

He slid past the answer button, frowned and asked in a cold voice, "what's up?"

Sheng Ziming didn't expect him to answer the phone so quickly. He was stunned for a second and exclaimed, "boss, don't you tell me that you didn't sleep tonight?"

"What's the matter?"

He repeated, his tone clearly tinged with impatience.

"It's the same bad temper."

Sheng Ziming complained, "I should not have called you if I knew that."

"I'm going."

"Wait!" Sheng Ziming even said, "brother, I'll call you in the middle of the night. I don't have to think about it. I know it's important. Don't hang up."

"For the last time, say it."

Sheng Ziming has always been careless tone, rarely serious, "brother, this is the case, I just received confidential news," scorpion "secretly returned home."

Sheng Youting was displeased. "Since you know it's confidential, you shouldn't tell me. Don't forget, I've been away for 12 years."

Sheng Ziming said, "of course I know. I just want to remind you to be careful. You killed so many people in his hands at the beginning. Maybe he will trouble you when he comes back."Sheng and Ting said lightly, "OK, I know."

You are surprised, "Zi Sheng?"

Sheng Youting asked him, "what reaction do you want?"

Sheng Ziming looked up at the sky without a word. Sheng Youting said, "I know what you want to tell me. Although I have smashed the nest of scorpion, I have almost cleared the people under him, but a hundred footed insect is not stiff, right?"

Sheng Ziming nodded, such as pounding garlic, "yes, yes, what am I thinking, brother, you really know best."

Sheng Youting finally slowed down the speed, "don't worry, I will be careful, will be on guard everywhere."

Sheng Ziming sighed, "if it hadn't happened at the most important time and forced you to leave, the scorpion would have been brought to justice, and it would not have been caught up to now."

Referring to the event of that year, Sheng Youting's eyes were a little more cloudy, "hang up."

Before Sheng Ziming continues to speak, Sheng Youting doesn't hesitate to drop the phone and throw the phone to the co driver's seat.

That thing, that thing!

The corner of the lips set off a cold smile, the woman is engraved in his bones of the poison, will never be removed, destined to tangle with him in this life, never die!

The mobile phone rang again, which made him upset.

He thought it was Sheng Ziming who called again. He didn't even bother to look at it again. He groped for the power-off button and pressed it.

He didn't know how long he had been driving. He only knew that his head was getting dizzy, his brain was getting more and more chaotic, his consciousness was gradually losing, and his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he lost his car in a daze.

The tire skidded across the ground, making a sharp noise, and then it flew out like an arrow from the string, almost integrated with the night in the rainstorm.

When the apartment doorbell rings, Sheng Tianchen is making a phone call with Cheng Chi, his face is dignified, "I have been in the state of turning off his phone, I have made countless times, Song Li's phone calls I have also called one by one, do not know his whereabouts."

"Dingdong, dingdong, dingdong, dingdong, dingdong!"

"Don't press it. Come now!"

"Cheng Chi, if you think about it again, what places he likes to go most often? We must find people as soon as possible, otherwise we will see a corpse at that time!"

Sheng Tianchen said while opening the door.

The moment he opened the door, a shadow appeared in front of him.

The next second, there is a heavy weight on the shoulder, accompanied by a strong smell of blood.

Sheng Tian Chen Leng a second later, facing the humanitarianism of that end of the phone, "don't look, he lost blood too much, temporarily fainted in the past, the person is here in me now."