Chapter 411

The upper part of it was almost burned, but there was a thin layer of lacquer skin involved, again and again, facing Qi Qingfeng's neck.

Yu Xiaoxiao's eyes widened and hurriedly shouted Qi Qingfeng's name. He wanted to remind him, but before Qi Qingfeng could react, a large number of car bodies fell down in a moment. Yu Xiaoxiao gets up with all his strength in an instant, reaches out and pushes Qi Qingfeng away, and the next second

The fragments hit Yu Xiaoxiao's head directly.

Qi Qingfeng propped his hands on the ground and stared at the scene. The black and gray pieces were pressing, and the ashes rubbed Yu Xiaoxiao's tiny face. The bright red blood flowed down her forehead again.

"Yu Xiaoxiao!" Qi Qingfeng hurriedly took the piece of debris off her head and threw it aside. The blood oozed from her head was more obvious, completely impacting his vision.

Qi Qingfeng holds Yu Xiaoxiao's hand and shivers, "Yu Xiaoxiao You don't scare me. "

However, no matter how much Qi Qingfeng calls Yu Xiaoxiao, she never wakes up. Qi Qingfeng hugged her and his hands were full of her blood. He struggled to stand up and turn around.

Behind him was a sea of fire. Through the blazing fire, he could see a red fire truck parked opposite. The crowd was chaotic.

Qi Qingfeng wants to rush out with Yu Xiaoxiao in his arms, but suddenly, he feels his head tingling and dizzy.

Now it's even more blurred. He seems I can't see it again.

All he could see was black.

Qi Qingfeng shakes his head and moves forward a few steps. If he wants to wake up, he must not fall down now! Qi Qingfeng tells himself in his heart, but even so He still didn't make it to the end.

"Pa." Qi Qingfeng holds Yu Xiaoxiao and kneels on the ground.

In the suburb of the city, there is a villa with exquisite decoration and European style.

Melodious piano music came from the closed study, and a slender figure was lying on the sofa, holding a magazine in one hand, and holding a glass of red wine with only one fifth of the shallow bottom in the other hand.

The red wine gently shakes in the glass. Under the light of slightly dim light, it is full of full luster.

Song Qingfeng raised his wrist, sent the glass to his lips, and took a sip. The sour and sweet taste of the wine exploded at the tip of his tongue, and the sweet fragrance filled the whole mouth. He was enjoying the sweetness of the liquor and could not help squinting his eyes.

He is in a good mood.

Because in more than ten minutes, he will be able to meet people he can't meet

Song Qingfeng's mouth was slightly raised. He turned the magazine over a page and put the wine glass on the glass tea table in front of him.

He bent down, looked at the last one, then threw the magazine on the sofa again, stood up, and went straight to the deepest part of the study. There is also a darkroom behind his study, which is specially prepared for the rest after being tired in dealing with affairs at ordinary times.

He reached out his hand, a little press a black button on the wall, "drop" a sound, the whole wall and the background of the study into one slowly moved to the left.

Song Qingfeng nodded and walked in directly. There is a single bed in the darkroom, and the other three are cabinets.

Song Qingfeng opened the nearest cabinet, in which dozens of shirts and coats were neatly placed.

He lowered his head and stood in front of the mirror, looking at the shirt he was wearing. Then he frowned.

He took off his coat and went back to the cabinet. His fingers slipped across the clothes rack. He picked out a pure white handmade shirt. Just before he took it off, he stuffed it back. His eyes drifted away, and stopped at another white shirt with some dark lines.

Song Qingfeng's fingers are gently clasped on the wooden hanger, making a little sound, thinking about it.

After a moment, the brow is more and more wrinkled.

How come his wardrobe is full of pure white shirts?

is almost all the same?

Song Qingfeng takes a deep breath, takes out his mobile phone from the suit which is thrown on the bed, swivels his fingers and dials a number to get out. "Hello."

"Master?" Lode at the other end of the line got through quickly, apparently wondering about song Qingfeng's sudden call.

Did you come to ask him about his progress?

Lord hesitated for a moment and said, "is the master worried about our plan?"

"Well? No. Hearing this, song Qingfeng quickly denied that he narrowed his eyes, looked at himself in the mirror, and suddenly gave up asking lode. "It's all right."

Lode was puzzled when the phone was hung up. Lord took his cell phone and stared at the interface that had been hung up, but he couldn't help thinking about their plan. He raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch again, calculating that it should be almost over.

Lode turned on the communications headset. "How's the progress?" He asked aloud.

But after a while, I didn't hear back.

There was a bad feeling in Lord's heart, and he asked a few more questions, but there was still no sound. He took out his cell phone and called them directly. As a result Still.

Is there anything wrong with them?

Lode thought, and immediately reacted. He suddenly looked up and said to the driver in the driver's seat, "hurry up! Turn around! "

At first, the driver was startled. He speeded up the car in a hurry and slowly dropped his head. But Lord thinks his speed is too slow. Yu Xiaoxiao can't make any mistakes there!

Lode thought, decisively grabbed the driver from the back seat and said, "get out of the car!"

The driver didn't respond. He was asked to drive quickly, and he was asked to get off again in a few minutes What is this all about?

Completely ignorant, the driver who didn't know the situation remained in place and didn't dare to move again.

Lode, on the other hand, quickly pushed the door open, ran to his driver's seat and opened it.

Reach for a hand to hold own collar directly, get on the car, start, one breath.

Lode's hands tightly clasped on the steering wheel, while comprehensively increasing speed, while directly pressing a program on the mobile phone, instantly found the location address of the two people's mobile phones. Lord jerked the steering wheel around again and sped off in the opposite direction.

He drove on the road, but he had some hesitation in his heart.

The person out of the mission must turn on the communication headset to keep in touch in time. Therefore, unless they meet with something bad, it is impossible for them to shout several times in a row without any echo, especially the two people's mobile phones can't get through.