71: C71 Yin Zhi's Disappearance

C71 Yin Zhi's Disappearance

"He doesn't deserve our boss to do it!" Seiffer saw that Ning Ou had suffered a great blow, so he followed Ning Ou with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Ning, Mr. Zhang, please," Ning Ou said. Faang Yan led his men and surrounded Ning Ou and the others. He said politely and coldly.

"Hua Jingsheng!"

Just as Hua Jingsheng and the others left, Liuyin appeared behind them at a ghostly speed and attacked Hua Jingsheng's back at an unbelievable speed.

When Wu Sheng saw this, he immediately attacked. Both of them hit each other with their fists and retreated at the same time.

When Liuyin saw Hua Jingsheng walk forward, he immediately became furious. "Where did you hide Yin Lan?"

Hua Jingsheng finally stopped and turned back to stare at Liuyin. "What did you say?"

Liuyin was about to go inside again but was stopped by Seiffer's gun.

When Ning Ou heard what Liuyin said, his heart almost stopped beating. He looked over at an almost uncontrollable speed.

Liuyin was stopped. He stared at Hua Jingsheng and said coldly, "I thought you would treat her differently. Now it looks like that's all."

When Hua Jingsheng heard his words, he immediately reacted and strode towards the dungeon.

The cold moonlight matched the lights in the room. The pale white color vividly outlined the coldness and gloominess in the room. In the dungeon, an iron door that had been opened was left in place as if it had been forgotten. The room was filled with moonlight, and it was also filled with silence and dead silence.

Hua Jingsheng took the door from the door and entered. What awaited him was the silence of the room and the cold wind.

Wu Sheng followed closely behind him and entered the room. When he saw that the room was empty, his expression changed slightly. Looking around, all the guards had fallen to the ground, and the blood on the ground was bright red and dried up. Seeing this, he went forward and took a closer look at the door. The lock was intact and there were no signs of it being pried open.

It was imaginable.

For a moment, he did not know how to explain this scene to Hua Jingsheng.

Seiffer walked in as if he was joining in the fun. When he saw this scene, he could not help but raise his eyebrows and said in surprise, "That girl can't have run away again, right?"

Wu Sheng gave him a glare and signaled him not to say anymore.

Seiffer then looked at Hua Jingsheng, who was silent. If his killing intent had only flowed in the form before, now that it was circulating in his eyes, the surging waves of emotions were real killing intent.

"I'll give you all a day. I want to know where she went!"

There were no signs of a fight, no chaotic scene. There was not even a trace of killing intent left. She had left quietly, safe and sound, and had left without any hesitation.

Very good!

He wanted to see how willful she could be!

"Yes." At this moment, even Wu Sheng did not dare to make a sound.

He knew Hua Jingsheng's temper too well, so he was worried about Yin Lan's recklessness. He did not know how she was going to make up for it this time.

Seiffer saw Hua Jingsheng's expression was very scary. He bit his lips and did not dare to look into his eyes. Unexpectedly, he saw the timer on the ground and was surprised again. "Boss, isn't this your treasure? Why is it here?"

Hua Jingsheng's eyes froze when he saw the timer. Then, a furious look appeared between his eyebrows.

"Master Jing, Yin is not such a careless person. If she escaped by herself, she would not be so careless to leave this thing behind." Wu Sheng saw the situation and said that something was not right.

"Yes, that girl has been very careful. She would not make such a mistake." Seiffer was also on the side.

"And..." Wu Sheng looked at Hua Jingsheng, who was getting more and more furious. He gathered his courage and said, "Yin is sick. I am afraid she cannot leave quietly by herself."

As soon as he said that, he received a shocking glance from Hua Jingsheng. His killing intent was surging and his anger was raging.

"Check the surveillance, check the entry and exit records. Send people to check all the gangsters within a ten mile radius of Hui Hao. I will hear the results before dark tomorrow."

"Yes." Wu Sheng and Seiffer watched Hua Jingsheng leave decisively. Their uneven breathing gradually calmed down.

"Aiyaya!" Seiffer saw that Hua Jingsheng was far away. He grinned and shouted, "How can that girl get into trouble so easily? "This is the first time I have seen the boss so angry. It is much more frightening than his poker face!"

Wu Sheng wiped the cold sweat off his head and nodded in agreement. "Yes, who asked her to be the one in trouble?"

"Do you think the boss really liked that little girl?" Seiffer stretched out his hand and gestured at Hua Jingsheng and Yin Lan. The difference between them was obvious. There was a huge disparity in status and temperament. Could it be that the two of them really had a chance?

Speaking of this, Wu Sheng was speechless. To be honest, in the past dozen years that Yin Lan had been with Master Jing, Master Jing had always had a strange feeling about her that surpassed them but was sealed within a certain limit.

It could not be made public and could not be separated.

Compared to the rumored mistress, it was more important. However, Master Jing had never personally promised her anything.

He did not understand the feelings in it.

Seiffer had always been honest and transparent about love. If love was together, they would be separated if not. Therefore, it was hard to understand the close relationship between Hua Jingsheng and Yin Lan. It was not an ambiguous and contradictory relationship.

Seeing that Wu Sheng could not answer, he could only pat his shoulder and sigh. "The hardest thing is for us. We have to be loyal and take care of the girl. It's really sad!"

Wu Sheng nodded in agreement.

The night was dark. The moonlight was pale because of the thick ink. It was even more shocking. The sky and the earth became dim and lightless, and only a wisp of black and white was left lingering. It seemed as if there were injuries that could not be healed, and hatred that could not be quelled.

Ning Ou sat alone in the villa that the three of them were in, and the spacious living room was covered in a dark ambush. The air was silent, and a strand of indescribable pressure silently raged.

The lights outside were like lights, and the moonlight was like a wash. It reflected from all directions, tearing open a hole in the darkness here and injecting a weak light into it. However, it did not illuminate Ning Ou's increasingly dark heart.

The second floor was brightly lit. Occasionally, a figure would pass by, but it seemed to be in a hurry and anxious.

Very quickly, the sound of footsteps came from the second floor to the first floor. The light and slow footsteps sounded heavily in the quiet night. At the same time, it also knocked on Ning Ou's uneasy heart.

"How is it?" The deliberately low voice contained a trace of urgency.

What was suppressed by the urgency was the panic that did not dare to appear in front of others.

The breathing of the people behind him quickened, and a trace of coldness that seeped into their hearts and lungs flowed between the two of them.

Ning Ou sat in a wheelchair, facing the clear moonlight, and closed his eyes in pain.

The past glory and humiliation shared together, the past life and death line, the past difficult steps, the past iron triangle, finally fell and ended.

There were all kinds of banquets in life, but the way they were scattered was different.

"Ou." After a long time, a painful call came from behind.

"How many injuries?" Ning Ou's voice was as cold as the moon. He could smell it clearly and it was cold and heartless.

"There was a wound on Tianqing's chest. His hands were broken. His right eye, which was wearing the tracker, was broken. His flesh was damaged. He could no longer separate himself from the wound. There were many bruises and bruises on Tianqing's body. There was also a purple and black electric wound on his right waist. Every part of the wound had consumed Tianqing's life and destroyed his will to survive." Zhang Xunmo held back the emotions in his heart. He closed his eyes and reported every word clearly and heavily.

Every word was like a sharp knife stabbing into Ning Ou's heart. He could no longer calm down.

"Moreover, this was just a coincidence. I heard that the people who followed him said that they were going to investigate Hui Hao. I didn't expect that..." Zhang Xunmo did not continue.

Ning Ou's breathing was deep and long. His eyes were dark like the deep sea. From the moment they walked this path, he knew that they wouldn't have a good end. However, he didn't expect that Zhao Tianqing's strong life would stop at the time of their retreat. Moreover, it was a dramatic action.

"Ou, I cannot turn a blind eye to it. I cannot feel at ease. I will make Hua Jingsheng pay the price!" Without waiting for Ning Ou to speak, Zhang Xunmo said his true thoughts with a fierce look in his eyes.2

Although Ning Ou was in deep pain, he knew that this matter could not have happened by chance. There must be something fishy about it that he did not know. Tianqing was not an impulsive person. If he did not know something, he would not have gone to Huhao rashly.

"I will seek justice for Tianqing." His deep voice was as calm as dead water, but it was filled with unstoppable sharpness and killing intent.

Hua Jingsheng, this battle was a battle that could not be stopped even if you were to die!

At this moment, it was the darkest moment of the night. The night was like thick ink churning, but it was also like it was struggling to stay alive. Before long, a weak ray of light cut through the dark sky. Soon, the pure black sky was dyed. It turned from ink to ink blue. Gradually, the blue color faded and became vivid.

In a secret room with precise instruments, Yin Lan lay on the operating table and slowly woke up. Her hazy consciousness and dull pain on her neck made her very uncomfortable.

She moved. A tearing pain came from her back. The pain made her frown and she did not dare to move again for a long time.

She lay on her stomach and did not move her body. She twisted her neck and observed her surroundings. The white color of the room, together with the different sized containers, and the neatly arranged needles and knives on the tray made her heart tighten. This place seemed to be an operating theater.

Then where was this place? Who brought her here!

A low voice came from the door. Because of the distance, she could not hear clearly. She could only vaguely hear the strange words "This is the last chance," "Think about it," "Think about the big picture" and so on.

Suddenly, there was the sound of something collapsing. She heard the sound of rapid breathing echoing in the room. After she was ready, she closed her eyes again.

Her breath was on top of her head, reminding her that the person was right in front of her. A sigh came from right in front of her. At the same time, a warm hand grabbed half of her face. Her thumb was stroking her eyebrows. She was very reluctant to copy its arc.

Yin Lan felt that the other party had completely relaxed. She suddenly opened her eyes. She was taught by Hua Jingsheng that even if there was nothing, she could not let herself enter the instinct of despair. She let her hand hook the other party's neck. At the same time, her lips moved closer to the other party. Her tongue curled and the blade was pushed into her mouth, pressing against the other person's throat.

The person was caught off guard. When he reacted, Yin Lan, who had already woken up, approached him. Feeling the coldness under her neck, he immediately said, "Lan!"

Yin Lan was just about to roll her tongue and cut the blade in his throat. Because of this unique title, she was pulled back into her tongue. She let go of her hand and pulled away from her ambiguous position. She raised her head to look at the person who came.

Her fair and handsome facial features were as bright and handsome as before, and her pair of warm and mellow eyes revealed a trace of fear. Her lips habitually bent, and within her cynicism, there was a bit of genuine smile mixed within.

"Lan, you finally woke up."

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