Chapter 58

"Shiitake, now that the clothes have been bought, let's go back to the dock and meet my uncle as soon as possible." Song Shiyan walked out of the market wearing a pink cotton padded suit selected for her by Lentinus edodes, one hand holding the thin clothes she used to wear, and the other hand holding the Lentinus edodes.

Xianggu was wearing the white winter coat that song Shiyan had chosen for him before. After hearing this, he nodded with a smile and followed her obediently.

"Mushroom?" Song Shiyan saw that the mushroom gradually stopped, turned to look at him, and saw that he was staring at the baked sweet potato on the side of the road with a greedy face. He couldn't help laughing and asked, "mushroom, do you want to eat this?"

The man couldn't help laughing when he saw the appearance of the Song poetry. He stood up straight, looked down at Song Shiyan, with a trace of disdain on his face, and said, "do you take my joke seriously? Do you think my young master's mind is so cheap that you can steal it with your beauty? "

Finally, the man said in silence, "are you kidding me?"

The man immediately took away the smile on his face. He leaned over to song Shiyan's eyes, looked directly into her eyes, and said solemnly, "if I say, you stole my heart, then how do you return it?"

It's really like the man in front of me said that I stole his things before!

"Can you tell me what I stole from you?" Song Shiyan thought of his abdominal gunshot wound, subconsciously believed the man's words. If she is really just an ordinary woman, why does she have gunshot wounds? In addition, her skill is more powerful than that of a man, which is really not what ordinary women can practice. It's not surprising that she can do such a thing with her skill. Maybe

"tell you? Why should I tell you? You have the courage to steal from me Xue Zhaowu's things. Now, you are so shy that you ask me to help you. Do you think that's possible? " Man smell speech, some disdain ground to smile to say.

Song Shiyan looked at the man in front of him and nodded. Then, cautiously, she asked, "well, since you say you know me, can you tell me who I am?"

"You really lost your memory?" The man asked waveringly.

Shadow. Ordinary people in such a situation, there is no doubt that they will die, but she is still alive. She was injured and still soaked in the sea for such a long time. It was very lucky that she could recover her life. In this way, she may have lost her memory.

At that time, when he chased her, the people of the organization had found her first step, and she had been shot, fell into the sea and disappeared.

when the man heard the words, he frowned unconsciously. He gazed into song Shiyan's eyes, but found that she didn't look like a liar. He lowered his head and pondered.

Wen Yan and song Shiyan are a little surprised. Can we say that the man in front of him knows himself in the past? She looked at the man, a little excited, voice trembling: "Xue Zhaowu? You, you know me? Can you tell me who I am? "

"Why, I stole something from Xue Zhaowu, and now I still want to pretend to be amnesia?" The man got up and came to song Shiyan. He lifted her chin and said with a sneer, "Dijin, we haven't seen each other for more than three months. It's really surprising that you can still play such a bad trick now."

Song Shiyan looked at the man in front of him suspiciously and asked, "what is it? who are you? Why did you send someone to tie me here? "

Tao.

"Where are my things?" The man looked at her and asked coldly,

Song Shiyan opened her eyes in a daze. When she raised her eyes, she saw the huge and luxurious crystal chandelier on her head. Suddenly, her face changed, she quickly sat up and looked around warily. Then she saw the man sitting on the sofa who looked like a demon.

An old well.

"You wake up at last." The man leisurely sits on the sofa, looks at the woman lying on the carpet, and says quietly. Under the luxurious crystal chandelier, his eyes are as deep as

"Coriander, coriander --" shiitake ran all the way with the car, shouting, but after all, he fell to the ground powerlessly, watching the black car disappear in the endless stream of traffic.

The whole process lasted only one minute. The people around were shocked by the sudden change, and the black car disappeared.

Don't worry about it. " The man said, then quickly carrying song Shiyan back to the car, a will her into.

"Don't worry! The young Lord only told us to bring this woman to him. As for this man who has no threat to us, we

"what should we do with this man who is full of troubles?" A tall man in black pointed to the mushroom and asked.

"Coriander, coriander!" Shiitake, holding the roasted sweet potato in the paper bag, turns around excitedly, only to see the comatose song Shiyan shouldered by a strange and cold man. Seeing this, he quickly threw away the roasted sweet potato in his hand and ran to the direction where song Shiyan was, but he was restrained by a burly man. In desperation, he could only shout the name of song Shiyan.Suddenly, song Shiyan was covered his nose and mouth with a handkerchief from behind. Somehow, her first reaction was ether. Thinking of this, song Shiyan's elbow hit hard backward. Behind him, a man snorted, but the man still endured the pain and never let go. Song Shiyan still wants to attack men. However, she gradually loses her strength and her consciousness becomes more and more blurred. In the end, she fell down slowly and was picked up by the man and carried on her shoulder.

Smell speech, mushroom had to take song Shiyan in the hands of the money, slowly to the baked sweet potato stand. Song Shiyan watched the mushrooms linger in front of the stall for a long time, but fortunately, he bought them after all. Seeing this, she laughed with some satisfaction.

"Mushroom, don't be afraid, we didn't provoke them." Song Shiyan took a look at the men, patted the mushroom's hand, comforted him with a smile, and then said, "take the money, go and buy roasted sweet potatoes! Uncle, he's waiting for us at the dock alone. I'm afraid it's time to wait. "

"Parsley, I, I'm afraid." Seeing this, shiitake could not help but grasp the hand of song Shiyan and whispered to him.

All of a sudden, a black car stopped not far away, from the car down, a number of big men with a face full of flesh, came to this side.

Xianggu looks at the money in Song Shiyan's hand and the fragrant baked sweet potato, hesitating in his heart.

He wants to communicate with others, otherwise, his future life may be more difficult.

"Since you want to eat, you can buy it yourself." Song Shiyan said, he took out a piece of money from his pocket and handed it to Xianggu. She thought, it's time to exercise the courage of shiitake, now, he must learn

smell speech, shiitake looked back, looked at Song Shiyan, nodded.

Hearing the words, the Song poetry felt relieved and relieved.

The man sees her this facial expression, but the eyes are dark, the facial expression inexplicably becomes some not good. He was about to say something when suddenly a light flashed in his eyes, and his hands quickly extended to the back of song Shiyan's neck.