Mr. Fan's Cold and Ugly Wife

"Who is the head?" The man hung in the air and asked condescendingly.

The scene froze for a few seconds.

If it is daytime, Fan Xiaozheng is actually easy to recognize, everyone knows that his face is ugly and scarred.There is no way to fool this question.

But it's night now, and everyone's faces can't be seen clearly at all.

In the next second, Xiyi stood up directly, "What conditions do you want, don't be verbose."

The man examined him up and down.

They were actually not very familiar with the markets in the capital, and the order was rather hasty. They only knew that they were kidnapping Guan Zimin's new grandson.

Of course, they wouldn't contact Fan Xiaozheng, and Fan Xiaozheng and the others didn't know him. After all, he was usually too low-key to expose himself in front of the camera.

Xiyi is even more so, and he has a special status, and fewer people can meet him.

But everyone forgets that there is a thing called temperament, and it seems that people have different temperaments from the bottom of their bones.

The man's gaze seemed to be on Xiyi, but he swept slightly towards Fan Xiaozheng.

I have already thought about it.

"Go forward! Don't play tricks!" The man commanded, "Obviously a hostage can't keep me."

Xiyi also cooperated and took a few steps forward, almost stopping two steps from where the man landed.

Xi Yi thought that the short distance has an advantage, he can do many things the moment the man lands on the ground.

At this time, except for the two people who controlled the two men on the ground, everyone's attention was on the man in midair.

Because he has the best vision, if he accidentally shoots a cold shot at anyone below, it will be a blink of an eye.

Because of this, the two men on the ground were ignored.

When they heard the change, Fan Xiaozheng and Sheng Chun turned their heads and looked behind them.

I saw the two men on the ground trying to break free, and even took away the controller's weapon. The four people on both sides were in a stalemate.

Such entanglement over there is impossible not to distract people.

And this back and forth constantly shifted people's attention, which made the surrounding soldiers a little distracted.

Except for Xiyi, Yeliang should be the first to notice that the man in the air suddenly pointed the muzzle of the gun in his hand from the 'belt' around his waist to the other side.

Ye Liang only felt her heart sink, and she simply judged that direction was Fan Xiaozheng.

Because it is impossible for a man to shoot at his accomplice, he must have discovered that Xiyi is not his leader.

"Fan Xiaozheng!" She had no time to think, and rushed towards him.

When she didn't have time to turn her head, the only thought was to push him away. As for whether she could avoid it, it could only depend on fate.

Suddenly something happened on both sides.

Xiyi didn't have time to care about what happened behind him, but saw the person above him pull the 'belt' on his waist and throw his arms in the air.

Xiyi secretly thought it was bad!He held his breath for the first time, but the pungent smell still rushed into his nostrils.

Covering his nostrils with his arm, he waved away the cloth thrown by the man with his other hand.

Just right, the man was about to land.

At that moment, Xiyi's mind went back and forth a thousand times.

Menghui said that Fucheng was not found in the front, so it was on the road behind the building.

Obviously, what was tied around the waist of the man who just fell from mid-air was not Fucheng, it was just a cover-up.

So……

"Sheng Chun, Fu Cheng is on those two people!" Xi Yi yelled, ignoring the attack of the pungent smell, and directly wrestled with the man who fell to the ground.

The surroundings have already been controlled, so the whole process took place in less than 2 minutes, and the situation was basically controlled.

At the same time Xiyi took off the weapon from the man in front of him, the man had already been detained by the security personnel who came forward.

However, the situation on the other side is not so good.

Ye Liang wanted to block Fan Xiaozheng's shot before the man landed on the ground, but Fan Xiaozheng reacted quickly and knew what she was thinking.

Therefore, under the great disparity in strength, his movements were faster, more accurate, and more ruthless than the woman's. With the help of strength and Yeliang's own inertia of running over, he threw her a long distance at once, and he also Crawl down.

As for Sheng Chun, because the two of them resisted suddenly, the control personnel almost pulled the trigger in their hands.

Naihe heard Xiyi shout in confusion.

On the contrary, the two gangsters knew that there was no hope, and when they were entangled, they wanted to kill each other, so one of them made a gesture and shot himself in the waist.

Sheng Chun didn't care about that much, rushed forward and used his body to hold that person down.

It happened to be the man who looked inconvenient and looked obese.

Sure enough, Fu Cheng was wrapped around his waist!

Fucheng is not fat at all, and can even be said to be very slender, but only this group of people can think of this way!
It was also because Sheng Chun rushed over recklessly, trying to break the weapon out of the gangster's hand. In the process, the bullet still came out of the chamber.

Sheng Chun could feel the impact of it passing through his arm!Then came the burning, piercing pain.

And that man's arm was also directly pressed to the top of the head by Sheng Chun in a twisted posture, knocking out the weapon in his hand.

"Ah!" Sheng Chun broke out in cold sweat from the pain all of a sudden, and couldn't help screaming in a low voice.

The veins on his face were stretched out, but he still managed to look at Fucheng on the man's waist, and felt the pulse on his neck.

Alive.

Finally relieved, he raised his hand and slammed the man's temple again, knocking him unconscious, and then untied Fu Cheng from the man's waist.

As for the man on the ground, the surrounding prevention and control took over.

"Ye Liang! Ye Liang!" Sheng Chun hugged Fu Cheng before getting up, gritted his teeth and turned around, hearing the tense and hasty voice of his husband.

Gritting his teeth, he stood up, looked over, and saw the woman who seemed to have lost consciousness, lying ten meters away, without any reaction.

"Don't come over, go over there! Cover the child's mouth and nose!" Xiyi said to Sheng Chun.

At that time, Shengchun only cared about the pain, and only after hearing Xiyi's words did she realize the unusual smell in the air.

He frowned, hugged Fucheng with one hand, and covered his mouth and nose with the other, not caring about his own, how long he could hold his breath counted.

Xi Yi hurried towards Ye Liang, "Take her out, it's not safe here!"

Sober people can hold their breath, but she can't.

From the back of the building to the front, this time the special team came to check the trail opened, and only one person can pass at a time.

After Sheng Chun hugged Fucheng, Xiyi asked Fan Xiaozheng to go first with her in his arms, and he was behind.

After leaving the small door, Xiyi already felt weak all over, but he still managed to go upstairs to find Sheng Dong and Mei Shurang.

When he entered the door, the whole person was about to lose consciousness.

The voice was barely clear, but the voice was relatively weak, "Ask someone to wear a mask to support, and the ones over there are withdrawn, there is poisonous gas."

The gangsters must have taken measures in advance, but the prevention and control personnel over there couldn't last that long, and someone had to go and replace them.

Mei Shurang frowned all of a sudden, "There's no one left, there are some clerks left in the council hall."

He was in a hurry, "What can we do, the special team is here, Yan Nanqing hasn't seen anyone in the past two or three years, and Fan Xiaozheng has no one in his hands!"

Xiyi started to retch, and collapsed against the wall. Hearing Mei Shurang's words, holding his last breath, he said, "Looking for... Wukuo, Yezhuang."

I couldn't hear the Mei Shu in the front, but the words in the back were very clear.

Ye Zhuang, he knows.

He hastily patted Sheng Dong, and said: "I'm going to contact Ye Zhuang borrowers, you stay here and watch, don't let them run away!"

Sheng Dong stopped him, "My driving skills are better than yours, is it Ye Zhuang? My name is Wu Kuo? Do you have a phone number?"

After all, he had strode over and searched Xiyi directly.

Then he took out his cell phone.

Although the style of the mobile phone is different, Sheng Dong can tell at a glance that he is with his ex-wife Ye Liang, which is the type used by Menghui now.

He couldn't untie it, so he grabbed Xiyi's hand to unlock it.

After searching the address book for a long time, there was no one named Wukuo.

"What's the name of the note?" He patted Xiyi, who was almost fainted, and forced him to wake up.

For a cautious person like Xiyi, even if he almost fainted, his mind was still spinning.

Usually, no one can touch his mobile phone at will, let alone read the address book. At this time, as long as he doesn't say anything, it is impossible for others to know Wukuo's contact information.

But with so many lives, he can't just sit idly by, not to mention, if Menghui doesn't wake up, others may not be able to find an antidote. In this case, something will happen to her, something will happen to Fucheng...

Finally, with his last breath, he said, "DK, capitalized."

Sheng Dong looked for it, and it really came out, and he dialed it directly.

But at that time, there was another thought in Sheng Dong's mind, why did people he knew use such letters as notes?

Isn't it easy to forget?
DK has nothing to do with Wukuo's initials.

He even thought of the code name H, which is also capitalized. For example, many people can take English names, but very few people can use a letter to represent themselves.

While talking on the phone, Sheng Dong hurriedly went downstairs, "Mr. Wukuo, right? The number Xiyi gave, there is something wrong here, and we need manpower. He asked me to find you."

Wu Kuo paused, "You are?"

"Sheng Dong, Mr. Fan's man."

As soon as he heard the name, Wu Kuo knew who it was, and then suddenly thought that Xiyi and Menghui met Fan Xiaozheng in the afternoon.

"What happened to Menghui? Where's the child?"

"It won't be clear for a while. You bring someone over, and I'll pick you up halfway!" Sheng Dong simply finished speaking and got into the car, turning around immediately.

At this time, the most helpless person was Mei Shurang.

Xiao stuttered and fell into a coma, and the rest of the people who came from behind were half dead. He had to stare at the three people fleeing from the back of the building, feeling like a cat scratching in his heart, and he couldn't ignore human lives and order the security personnel in the front building to chase them directly. They didn't have masks.

Someone stood up, "The poisonous gas should only infect one area. I will lead people to find the entrance from the flanks to chase after it. You can provide tracking at any time."