I’m Just This ‘Sue’

The absence of an English teacher did not cause any impact, and the next day Hang Qing made up a new one. Other teachers did not ask about the whereabouts of the previous teacher. Of course, maybe some of them are afraid, but even if they are afraid, they dare not quit. No one wants to end up inexplicably.

The majesty of the Bian family, they dare not challenge. The perversion of the frontier, they are even more afraid to try.

In an instant, January passed.

It's time to eat again.

Hang Qing sat straight at the dining table, and Ai Yu slowly put the food on the table.

A new chef was hired in the villa, which was close to five Michelin stars. After a while, the dining room was full of fragrance.

Jin Mao and Song Jianzhi walked downstairs and sat down obediently to Hang Qing. Although they do not have their tableware, they still have to wait respectfully, which is a rule.

Song Jianzhi looked up at Hang Qing, and then he was surprised to find that the man had cut off the bangs that were too long in his forehead, completely exposing his beautiful eyes. And the eyes of men do not seem to have the heavy haze of the past. Song Quanzhi saw God unconsciously.

Hang Qing put down his chopsticks and glanced at Song Puzhi indifferently: "Keep staring at me, do you have anything to say?"

Song Quanzhi just wanted to shake his head, but he stopped suddenly, and then, like something suddenly remembered, whispered: "What about those people?"

"Huh?" Hang Qing looked at Song Xunzhi more intently.

Song Quanzhi was unconsciously straightened by his cold gaze: "What about those kids like us?"

"Oh, they." Hang Qing paused.

At the same time, Jin Pu and Song Puzhi stared at Hang Qing tightly, their bodies tightened up, as if they were suspecting that Hang Qing slaughtered the children. Hang Qing thought it was a little funny, but still said lightly, "Sent away."

"Where did it go?"

"why?"

Jin Mao and Song Xunzhi blurted out at the same time. The former was asked by Jin Mao, the latter was asked by Song Xunzhi.

Hang Qing didn't answer the previous question, but said indifferently: "Why? Because there are more interesting people now, what are they keeping?"

Is it more fun to refer to them?

The expressions on Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao's faces suddenly became extremely complicated.

Hang Qing finished his last sip of soup, stood up and walked upstairs, and ignored them both. Hang Qing walked into the study. A notebook was placed on his desk, and there were surveillance videos of Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao in class. Hang Qing was not perverted to stare at them all the time, he just wanted to avoid a second English teacher.

There was a booklet beside the notebook.

It was a list of the children who were bought by the frontier, and there was a series of dates, contact numbers, addresses, and names. These are the contact details and names of the people who sold the children, as well as the time and address of the transaction.

The first moment Hang Qing saw this thing couldn't help but be shocked.

There can be so many ugly things behind a booklet!

However, this is also a rare "good thing" that Bian Yan has done. At least as long as you take this booklet to the police, how many can be beaten in the back! How easy it is!

Therefore, in order to hand it over to the police for investigation and evidence collection on the day, Hang Qing only temporarily changed the children's place of residence, arranged new people to stay there, and controlled them to eat and drink daily.

Of course, so many people could not be sent to the orphanage, otherwise the next day, he would almost go to prison. Of course, it can't be given to others. None of Bian Yan knew was a normal person, and sending it would be equivalent to a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.

So in the end those children stayed, just no longer living in one place.

Lest those children are scared to see him, and he feels uncomfortable when he sees them.

During this time, Hang Qing was busy with this matter. After all, it is not easy to transfer so many children.

The question now is, how do you give this thing to the police?

Oh no ... it's not difficult.

After all, Bian Yan was not noticed by the police at this time. Although Hang Qing couldn't figure it out, just such a big pervert stayed here, why no police found it. Does it follow that law-are all police settings in detectives, homicides, and horror stories a waste?

Hang Qing drew a circle on the schedule. Then I opened a video website and picked a variety show.

Oh, of course, villains also need fun.

There was a large study in Bianyu's home, and Hang Qing walked in and walked out before retreating.

The book on it is either related to **** violence or something dark and melancholic. Hang Qing thought he was mentally sound and could not stand such things. And Hang Qing is not good at asking his men to buy books. After all, reading taste is too easy to expose a person's temperament change.

No book pastime.

You ca n’t play with your children.

What is even more horrifying is that Bianyu is still a dead house, and the door is not two steps away. If Hang Qing ran out every day, the people on the sidelines would probably be cleaned up by him.

After watching the variety show, I was relaxed, Hang Qing closed the notebook, locked the booklet, and then went out.

Waking up the next day, Hang Qing set about understanding the local police station.

After all, in the plot setting where the police are mostly waste, it is not good to say that there is a human trafficker in the police station. In order to avoid the failure of catching people, instead of putting yourself in, Hang Qing must understand it.

Hang Qing called a hacker to come upstairs: "The police station was hacked."

The man was eager to try, while still whispering, "What are you doing to the police?"

Hang Qing ignored him.

The man sat in front of the computer, his fingers moved fast, and he was able to distract himself: "Are you going to blow up the police station? Or are you going to catch the people inside? Or will you save someone?"

Hang Qing glanced at him coldly: "You're too noisy."

The man grinned and turned the notebook in front of him: "Look."

It appears that the police's internal files have been retrieved from the notebook. Hang Qing couldn't help but sigh, under such a golden finger, Bi Yan was even killed. Oh yes, he almost forgot. The official attack is also the police. When the official attack appears, obviously the golden finger halo is larger, the police finally have IQ, and the frontier can go offline.

"You can go." Hang Qing said.

The man was still a little bit reluctant. He looked at Hang Qing several times before he walked out slowly.

Hang Qing quickly flipped through the files of the police station and quickly locked on a target.

This person is called Gong Tian. He is in his thirties and comes from Beijing. He is now the Deputy Commissioner of Jingshi Police Station. Hang Qing saw his picture from the file. A man in police uniform, tall, with a bright face and a serious look.

He came from Beijing ...

Coming from the capital ...

The official attack was called Gong Chengyi, and he also came from Beijing. And in the original plot, he came here from Beijing with his father.

This Gong Tian should be the father of the official attack.

They are from the Gong family in Beijing. The Gong family behind them has a red background. Gong Tian and Gong Chengxi belong to the standard high-ranking children. The reason why they come here is that after Gong Tian and his wife divorced, they came out to the family. How can people like Gong family allow homosexuality?

So Gong Tian was assigned to the Jingshi Police Station with the son left by his ex-wife.

It can be said that the entire police station has no harder background than Gong Tian.

Hang Qing decided quickly and chose this person.

After all, the strong dragon from the capital cannot be mixed with the ground snake, and Gong Tian grew up in an environment like the Gong family, and naturally hated trafficking. As long as Gong Tianken starts, there is nothing to worry about. Those people did not dare to match Gong Tian at all. After all, although Gong Tian was assigned, none of the families would just watch their children being bullied outside.

Because that's not only the problem of being bullied at home, but also the whole Gong family's face being trampled on the ground.

Hang Qing took note of Gong Tian's mobile phone and email address, including his home address, before turning off the computer.

After doing all this, Hang Qing went out.

"Go to this place." He showed the driver the address.

The driver smiled and asked, "Are you going to catch someone?"

Hang Qing ignored him. What does Bian Yan's men think all day long?

The car quickly stopped outside the neighborhood where Gong's father and son lived. When Hang Qing was thinking how to get in, the driver simply swiped his card and easily entered the community.

"You still have a house here, did you forget it?" The driver said.

As the richest person in Jingshi, Bianyu should be homes everywhere.

Hang Qing did not show surprise.

When he was near Gong's house, Hang Qing whispered, "Stop here." After speaking, Hang Qing said, "Find someone to clean the house."

The driver nodded. "You can rest assured."

This is a day in the car.

It wasn't until nightfall that Hang Qing saw the man he had seen in the photo, and slowly came from the other end. Just then, the man suddenly glanced in the direction of Hang Qing. Hang Qing was shocked. He wanted to lower his head immediately, but then thought that for a person with strong investigative ability such as Gong Tian, ​​at this time he hurriedly pretended to bow his head, but seemed to be guilty, so he simply and generously looked up. the man.

The man paused, turned and walked towards Hang Qing.

The driver looked cold and reached out his gun: "Master?"

"Close it up and don't move."

The driver put away the gun without saying a word, without questioning Hang Qing's decision.

Gong Tian had already reached the side of Hang Qing's car at this time. He raised his hand and knocked on the window door. Hang Qing also adjusted the windows down in cooperation.

"Can you keep looking at me, is there anything wrong?" Gong Tian coldly said. But after speaking, Gong Tian paused slightly.

Because the appearance of the person behind the window was a little unexpected.

It turned out to be an extremely beautiful boy, and it was easily reminiscent of a rose flower in the morning with dewdrops. The other person also had a pair of very beautiful green eyes. Taking a closer look would make people feel as if they were unconsciously deeply in it.

Gong Tian narrowed his eyes slightly and repeated again: "Is there anything wrong?" But this time it sounded a lot more gentle.

After all, Ben's face looked very harmless. Hang Qing was completely expected of his tone change.

"I know you." Hang Qing smiled slightly, with a touch of tenderness and a little shyness.

Gong Tian froze.

"I saw you on TV, you are a policeman," Hang Qing continued.

The driver glanced over here, then suppressed the sympathy in his heart. I don't know how this man provokes the master ... Can you see the smile on the master's face?

Gong Tian couldn't laugh or cry: "So what?"

"Nothing," Hang Qing said, "It was the first time I saw you coming out of the TV, and I was curious, so I looked at it for a while."

Gong Tian couldn't help but smile again: "So you see enough?"

"Well, you can go." After Hang Qing said, he adjusted the window.

Gong Tian could only see his face reflected on the window. He made a goodbye gesture to Hang Qing and turned away. Just after turning around, Gong Tian could not help frowning.

The driver answered the phone and whispered, "Master, the house is packed."

So fast?

Hang Qing nodded: "Let's go then."

"Aren't we going back today?"

"No. I have something to do."

"OK." The driver started the car and headed for the villa next to him.

Hang Qing came here. How can I put the booklet into Gong's house silently? This booklet is too involved, and it must be put by him himself, and he must be sure to be seen by Gong Tian. Of course, it takes some effort.

But Hang Qing is happy to spend this effort.

After solving these scum, Hang Qing will feel more at ease.

"Master, here it is," the driver reminded.

Hang Qing answered lowly.

People were already guarded outside the villa. When they saw their car coming to a stop, someone immediately came forward and opened the door, respectfully welcoming Hang Qing.

The villa should always be attended to by people. Hang Qing stepped into the door. The inside was very clean and there was no smell of dust. And the people who cleaned and arranged the house were very attentive, and even put flower arrangements on the table, making the whole space warmer.

A maid greeted and was busy making tea for Hang Qing.

There was a maid who wanted to pick up the bag in Hang Qing's hand. Hang Qing gave her a cold look: "Don't move." The maid saw Hang Qing for the first time. Out of place.

"Yes, yes," the maid answered timidly.

Hang Qing did not drink tea, first went upstairs to find the safe, the safe has not been used. Hang Qing set the password and put the bag in. Then he called the maid: "Go prepare some food."

"Yes, I'll do it ..."

"You go out and buy one." Hang Qingchang said lightly.

The maid paused: "Buy, what to buy."

"McDonald's."

"......... Ah?" Some of the maids didn't turn around and could not accept that Hang Qing actually wanted to eat fast food.

"Come on," Hang Qing said coldly.

The maid did not dare to stay anymore, and nodded her head and went out.

After all, there are no people in the old house here, and a takeaway will not cause concern. Hang Qing was very interested, and by the way ordered a few books online.

After coming out of the bath, the maid bought fast food. The maid put the food on the table, and she couldn't believe it. She whispered again, "What else do you need?"

"you can go now."

The maid raised her head and looked at Hang Qing, and found that Hang Qing was wrapped in a bathrobe, and her fair chest was exposed, and her hair was brushed back after getting wet, and she just exposed the other person ’s beautiful look To the extreme face.

The maid blushed and did not dare to look at it again, so she turned around and went out.

Hang Qing went to the table, couldn't help licking his lips, and then opened the outer packaging bag.

"you come back."

The maid paused and turned around to look at Hang Qing: "Bian, Mr. Bian? Do you need anything else?"

"You didn't buy Coke."

Maid: "... I, I'll buy it." The man's eyes were too cold, and the maid took a nap, and ran out without hesitation.

About half an hour later, Hang Qing received the Coke.

He frowned, and sent the maid away, before using the dinner.

In the villa on the other side of the house, Song Xunzhi and Jin Mao ended their day of study and hurriedly went downstairs to the dining room. In the past, Hang Qing was already sitting at the table at this time. But today's dining room is empty and the lights are not on.

Song Quanzhi immediately turned his head and asked the maid in the villa: "What about him?"

The maid lowered her head and said, "The master is out."

out?

Song Jianzhi rarely saw the men leaving. After all, they could see the men as long as they had a meal, so he always had an illusion, as if the men were always with them. Suddenly I can't see the other person's figure, Song Jianzhi still feels weird in his heart.

Is he crazy?

Song Xunzhi frowned.

Jin Yan asked, "Do you know when he will return?"

The maid shook her head.

Song Quanzhi said coldly, "We are out of food."

Yeah, Bibian is not here. What do they eat? Jin Ye was also anxious. Having lived a good life for several months in a row, Jin Ye is not willing to go back.

Song Xunzhi was extremely calm: "We go to the kitchen ourselves."

Jin Min immediately thought of this: "Okay."

The two went to the kitchen. No one stopped them along the way, and the chef just glanced at them and left.

The kitchen in the side house is large, with a variety of kitchen utensils and seasonings, and rich ingredients.

They used to want to sneak into the kitchen to make something to eat, but every time they were found by Eiffel, they only succeeded once, or they only stole two snacks from the kitchen.

Jin Mao stood in the kitchen and murmured, "He really has become better for us ..."

Song Quanzhi didn't say anything, he just looked down and looked for ingredients to cook.

Jin Mao then denied himself again: "No, he just wanted to ... make us more and more playful." Jin Mao bit his lip, his face darkened.

Song Xunzhi and Jin Yan cooperated to make a scrawling meal.

The chopsticks in the kitchen were clean and they couldn't find them. In the end, they could only feed them with a large spoon. When the dishes were washed, they returned to the room.

Song Xunzhi's and Jin Yi's beds were placed on both sides of the wall, not far away.

The two fell asleep in bed, and for a while they couldn't sleep, Jin Yan couldn't help turning over a few times. All these sounds passed into Song Quanzhi's ears.

Jin Mao looked at the ceiling and said lowly, "It's like dreaming ..."

Song Quanzhi didn't speak, he closed his eyes and looked like he was asleep. But only he knew that his face flashed constantly in his mind.

He did change.

It can't be said to be better, but it became like ... Song Punzhi tried his best to search for words in his head. Oh, it doesn't look like him anymore.

The wind came in, and the curtains slapped the window.

The breathing in the room seemed to calm down gradually.

But no one was asleep.

Until dawn.

Hang Qing opened the quilt and glanced at the mobile phone, then pressed the button on the bedside, the curtains were separated to both sides, and the sunlight poured in.

Hang Qing got up slowly and put on a black suit. The black suit was very slim and perfectly outlined his waistline.

During breakfast, Hang Qing made a phone call to ask the situation.

Ai Yu said over there: "Neither of them ran."

Hang Qing estimated that they would not run if he touched them. After all, he had made clear the interests and the interests of them, and put the benefits in front of them. As long as the two of them were smarter, they would know how to put up and wait until they learned enough , Wings hardened, come and bit him again.

"Well, I know." Hang Qing hung up since he didn't run. I didn't know that the villain's attack and the protagonist's acceptance at that end were all in insomnia.

Hang Qing put down the knife and fork in his hand, got up and wiped his lips: "What about the driver?"

"I'm waiting for you outside."

"... forget it." After thinking about it, the goal in the car was still too big. Anyway, there is his house here, and it is not surprising that he takes a walk in this residential area.

Hang Qing brought his notebook, and two men, then picked the small pavilion opposite the Gong house and sat down.

The two men stood outside the pavilion.

Hang Qing plugged in the headset, opened the notebook and glanced at the surveillance from the villa in his home. Song Jianzhi and Jin Mao are already in class. After Hang Qing glanced and confirmed that there were no problems, Hang Qing turned off the video. In turn opened a variety show.

The men outside the pavilion only saw that Hang Qing was looking at something extraordinary. They were very dedicated to stay there, and did not waver in one step.

Hang Qing didn't know how long he had watched, and looked at the bottom right corner of the notebook.

Oh, it's almost dead.

Hang Qing stood up now: "Let's go."

His men followed quickly. Although they don't know what the host did today, what the host has planned is definitely a mysterious event, and it is normal that they can't see it.

After returning to the villa for lunch, and changed to a fully-charged notebook, Hang Qing let his men carry the notebook, and then slowly went out again.

There are more people going out at this time. Many come out for a walk after a meal.

They could not help but notice Hangqing. After all, people like Changcheng Hangqing were rarely seen in the residential area. Hang Qing didn't care what they looked at and went to the small pavilion as usual. Only then was the small pavilion occupied.

The men behind him were cold, and they came forward to expel.

Hang Qing whispered, "Stay outside."

Although they were puzzled, they only kept honestly outside.

The boy who arrived in the pavilion first was about thirteen or fourteen, half lying on the pavilion's stone bench, which also had workbooks and exercise books. Hang Qing glanced at a glance, writing three large scribble characters-Gong Chengxi.

This luck is absolutely terrible.

He actually encountered the authentic attack when he was a teenager.

Hang Qing glanced back and looked away. Then he found a place to sit down, turned on the computer, plugged in the headset, and looked at Song Jianzhi and Jin Yan routinely, and then opened the variety show.

Gong Chengxi knew that someone had come in, but he didn't even look up. Until he found that the person had been sitting in the pavilion for a long time without moving, Gong Chengxi could not help but looked up first. At this point, Gong Chengxuan stopped slightly.

He hasn't seen anyone so nice.

The five senses are like drawn with a paintbrush ... Gong Chengxian racked his brains and thought for a long time for adjectives, and finally found that his language skills were not enough, so he came up with such a sentence.

Gong Chengxi packed up his homework. Hangqing looked twice before leaving.

Hang Qing didn't care when he left. After all, the genuine attack was still young, not the policeman who wanted to kill him later.

Gradually, Hongxia fell on the horizon.

Gong Tian should almost be back.

Hang Qing then turned off the video and unconsciously tapped on the notebook with one hand.

Gong Tian's figure slowly appeared from the other side of the road, Gong Chengyi was following him, and they were whispering something. Hang Qing glanced over there, and Gong Tian immediately looked back keenly.

Hang Qing: "..." The police's IQ point was probably added to the father and son of the Gong family throughout the plot.

However, Gong Tian only looked down and continued to talk to Gong Chengxi.

Hang Qing simply watched them take out the key, opened the door, and walked in. Gong Chengzhen went in advanced, Gong Tian walked behind, and when he closed the door, he suddenly glanced in the direction of Hang Qing.

Hang Qing could only smile at him.

The men outside the pavilion glimpsed the smile, and at the bottom of his heart he lit a wax for the policeman.

I must have offended the host somehow. They thought.

Hang Qing sat in the pavilion for a while, then watched the Gong family light up, and the window of a bedroom on the second floor was pushed open.

Hang Qing printed this scene in his mind, and then looked at the person standing in the window.

Because the distance is a little far, Hang Qing can only judge based on height and silhouette, that is Gong Tian. Hang Qing retracted his gaze, and slowly put away the notebook: "Gone." Because the notebook was out of power.

His men followed Hang Qing as usual and began to walk back.

...

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Gong Chengxi followed the crowd and looked out the window. He saw the back of Hang Qing at a glance: "Oh, it is him. I met him in the pavilion today."

Gong Tian frowned: "When?"

"At noon, I left shortly after, but he looked as if he had stayed there all afternoon." Gong Cheng paused, and whispered, "This man seems to have never seen it before."

"I haven't seen it before." After all, a person who looks so beautiful and completely makes people remember, if they have appeared before, they will definitely remember.

Gong Chengyi whispered, "Will it be from Beijing?"

Gong Tian shook his head: "Don't worry, I will stare."

Gong Tian's face flickered in his head again.

...... It can't be from Beijing.

He has already come out of the closet, why is the Gong family still so stupid as to send a nice-looking man around him? are you crazy?

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"Have he not returned yet?" Song Xunzhi stood in front of Ai Yu and asked.

Ai Yu said coldly, "How would I know?"

Song Xunzhi frowned, and Jin Yan beside him was not much better. When Ai Yu went away, Song Zhizhi said coldly, "Isn't he finally arrested?"

Jin Mao shook his head: "No way, no one is here."

Song Xunzhi was a little irritable: "Where will he go?"

Jin Mao was silent.

Men can play with them between claps, but they don't know the slightest thing about men. The only thing they know is the two faces of a man who changes between tenderness and cruelty in front of them.

Song Xunzhi thought that waiting for the frontier would appear, but he found himself wrong.

For a few days, no man appeared.

Ai Yu's attitude towards them is getting worse and worse, as if in the midst of telling them that men have abandoned them. Those teachers come to class on time every day. It's just that the two have always cherished the class time, but now they can't help but leave God. Fortunately, these teachers are very patient. They walk where they accidentally fall, and the teacher will wait for enough to make up before leaving.

They also rely on their own daily meals.

At first it wasn't good enough, but gradually became more and more proficient.

Song Quanzhi and Jin Min both realized that they had a little bit of thought in their hearts ...

Song Guanzhi said coldly: "Maybe this is another way he played with us."

"Maybe it ’s training us?" Jin Min said, "Did he not say before that we ca n’t live without the villa? Now we have the knowledge, but we still have a little life skills. So he kept us Here, maybe it is to let us learn how to make food ourselves. "After that, Jin Ye was silent.

Because he also felt that the reason was a bit far-fetched.

But no one said anything redundant at the moment. They hurriedly finished their own food and went upstairs to rest.

Here, Hang Qing has been squatting outside the Gong house for several days.

Hang Qing put away his notebook and made a phone call to Bianjia Villa.

The answer was Ai Yu.

"How are these days?"

Ai Yu whispered: "It's all good."

"Well." Hang Qing was ready to hang up after asking, but Ai Yu suddenly called out to him: "When are you coming back?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Hang Qing's voice softened.

Ai Yu snorted unconsciously: "Yeah." She had just finished, and suddenly her voice was raised: "What are you doing?"

Hang Qing raised an eyebrow on this head, and then heard Song Quanzhi's voice coming out from there: "Where are you?" Song Quanzhi's voice was stiff and tight.

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Hang Qing asked coldly.

Song Jianzhi at the other end suddenly felt an extreme discomfort.

"Take a good class."

Song Xiaozhi responded lowly: "Yes."

"Where did you go?" Another voice came out of the phone, this time Jin Jin's voice.

Why do they care so much where he goes? Hang Qing raised an eyebrow and quickly figured out a middle joint. Oh, the two of them are finally living a good life now, don't you want him to leave them there and let them fall back to **** again?

In today's life, no one will be reluctant.

After thinking about this, Hang Qing immediately applauded them: "Relax, this game is not over yet, you are still useful."

Jin Mao on the other side was silent.

Song Xunzhi's breath became heavier for a moment, as if forbearing anger.

But that was only a moment, and it passed quickly, so fast that Hang Qing thought he had misheard.

"We know." Song Xunzhi hung up the phone. He obviously felt relieved when he heard that sentence, but Song Quanzhi felt that his heart was always empty.

Hang Qing put away his cell phone and stood up to go out.

A man walked in slowly outside the pavilion. It's Gong Tian.

Gong Tian was wearing casual clothes, making his sharp and serious taste cut by half. He took the initiative to walk in front of Hang Qing: "I have always seen you recently."

"Um." The cold color on Hang Qing's face faded and replaced with a light smile.

When this face smiles, it looks really good. Hang Qing felt the same way. As long as you smile, it will remind you of exquisite and precious porcelain, and you will unconsciously want to be careful.

Gong Tian unconsciously avoided Hang Qing's eyes and whispered, "Are you new here?"

Gong Tian doesn't think this is tracking. After all, if the tracking is true, the opponent's performance is too poor and inferior.

Hang Qing didn't speak, and his men on the side spoke first: "Our husband just moved in."

Gong Tian glanced at the two men with a smile on his face, which was somewhat interesting: "Sir?" In Gong Tian's eyes, Hang Qing's age was far from being the word "sir". He said, "You look like you are with my son."

Hang Qing slowly said: "Sorry, I'm already twenty-six."

Gong Tian's face flashed with surprise.

"Can I ask your name?"

"Last name."

Seeing that Hang Qing didn't want to reveal more, Gong Tian didn't follow up. He smiled and said, "Are you going back?"

"Correct."

"Then go out together."

"Well." Hang Qing smiled again before going out with Gong Tian.

The other two men looked at this smile, and goosebumps were almost up.

Hang Qing calmly left Gong Tian's sight and walked back towards the villa. Hang Qing frowned slightly when he walked outside the villa door.

Gong Tian's defense was too strong.

I can't start these days, otherwise Gong Tian wouldn't think he was going to put a booklet, I'm afraid he would think he was going to put a bomb.

Since you can't get started these days, go back and take a look first, so as not to scare the protagonist from being attacked by the villains.

"Get your car back."

While nodding his head, he took out his cell phone to notify the driver.

In less than half an hour, Hang Qing returned to Bianjia Villa.

As soon as Hang Qing entered the door, he heard the sound of smashing something, and the instinct reaction belonging to this body suddenly emerged. He frowned. These noises are unbearable.

Hang Qing hastened his pace slightly, but as he went further, the expression on Hang Qing's face became gentler.

"What are you doing?" Hang Qing asked in a low voice.

The three people in the opposite corner froze at the same time, and the others beside him were stunned.

No one expected that Hang Qing would return at this time.

Hang Qing glanced at the three men across from him.

Ai Yu's hair was messy and described as embarrassing.

Song Xunzhi and Jin Min held the knife in their hands, the tip of the knife trembling slightly. There was some blood on the knife in Song's hand.

Is this fighting?

Before Ai Yu spoke, Song Xunzhi took the lead and said, "She wants to kill us."

Ai Yu's face was gloomy for a moment, and she immediately defended herself: "Little master, I didn't." If he had changed before, Ai Yu wouldn't explain it for himself, but Ai Fei died before, Ai Yu knew, She can no longer regard herself as special, if he really offends his side, he will really kill them.

Hang Qing moved closer.

what……

The villain's attack turned into an extremely obvious slap mark.

Obviously, it was Ai Yu's hands.

That slap should have been hit for a while, so Song Jianzhi's cheeks rose slightly.

Between the villain offense and Ai Yu, of course, Hang Qing chose to defend the villain offense of Song Xunzhi.

Hang Qing stretched out his hand and raised Song Jianzhi's chin. He asked softly, "Who hit?"

Ai Yu stammered: "... I, I hit."

Song Quanzhi felt the fingers holding his chin cold.

Strangely, he didn't think of the cold and sticky poisonous snake this time, nor did he even feel a little sick.

On the contrary, there was an indescribable sense of comfort in his heart.

Hang Qing looked at Ai Yu: "Remember the English teacher?"

"Remember, remember."

"I thought I was very clear. I hate what others move me." The gentle look on Hang Qing's face suddenly abruptly, the facial features suddenly sharpened, and even the emotions in his eyes became crazy by three points.

Ai Yu knelt softly on his legs: "No, I ... It was because Song Xunzhi snatched the phone that I only started. He also returned.