The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Who is Uncle Strange?"

Mung Doudou shivered.

He carefully moved towards Tang Jiao and looked back at the dark back with frightened eyes.

Tang Jiao stretched out his hand, sat up straighter, and reached out to hug Mung Doudou, who was wearing a dusty coat.

Unexpectedly, he winced in pain again.

Tang Jiao frowned, picked up the lotus lantern on the ground, and held it in front of Mung Doudou's face.

In the dim light, it was discovered that there were many undiminished slap marks on his face.

"Who hit it?!"

Tang Jiao held the lamp and moved it to him, checking them one by one, his face becoming more and more solemn.

The child was silent, but his left wrist was dislocated and swollen like a steamed bun.

Tang Jiao didn't bother to ask anymore, rolled up his sleeves, and carefully inspected his wrist bones.

When he looked up, he saw that the child's face was covered in pain and he was sweating. He didn't say a word. Tang Jiao's voice became softer.

"Be patient, sister will fix it for you."

She suddenly asked melancholy: "Doudou, can you turn off this birthday light? It's too noisy."

Mung Doudou turned his head and looked at the ground, looking at the lotus lanterns that were conscientiously singing.

"me!"

He turned back quickly and looked at his hands.

Tang Jiao chuckled, "Try to move."

Mung Doudou raised his hands and did not dare to move.

"You know, my sister is a doctor and will cure you."

Under Tang Jiao's gentle eyes, Mung Doudou squinted and turned boldly, her big eyes suddenly lit up!

It really doesn’t hurt anymore!

Although there is still a little tingling, the pain is gone!

Tang Jiao smiled and tapped the back of his small hand, "Sister, isn't she awesome~"

Mung Doudou nodded vigorously and smiled purely.

"Then tell your sister——"

Before Tang Jiao finished speaking, a terrifying "squeak--" sound of opening the door suddenly came from the dark place in front.

The two people, one large and one small, moved back in unison.

Tang Jiao hugged the shivering Mung Doudou and sat close to the cold corner, looking warily at the unknown darkness.

"Awake? It's earlier than I thought."

A hoarse and unpleasant voice sounded out of thin air in the darkness.

this sound...

A chill ran down Tang Jiao's spine and he looked coldly at the person coming in the darkness.

"Bai Sheng."

"Haha, it seems that Miss Tang is quite impressed by me."

There was a soft click, and the eyes suddenly lit up like daylight, which was so piercing that one would go blind.

Tang Jiao immediately covered Mung Doudou's eyes, closed his own eyes and turned away.

Bai Sheng slammed the green-painted iron door shut.

The whole basement shook, and the echo was deafening.

Satisfied, I saw the big one and the little one huddled in the corner trembling.

He walked leisurely to the center of the wall, and elegantly pulled off a piece of red cloth with his white gloves, revealing the camera that had been standing there for some time.

When Tang Jiao opened his eyes again, the coldness in his eyes seemed to be real.

Bai Sheng was made even happier by the hatred in her eyes.

He was still dressed in black clothes and white gloves, his hair was longer than before, his face was very pale, and he was horribly thin.

It looked horrifying.

Tang Jiao hugged Mung Doudou, who was full of fear, and straightened up. As soon as he moved his feet, he felt a strange feeling on his ankles.

She looked down and her pupils suddenly shrank.

-

An hour and a half ago, at the entrance of the hospital.

Xiao Qiming looked at the Wuling van speeding away, stumbled and stood up, clutching his stomach, and spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva.

"Damn it, is this woman like Barbie!"

He raised his hand to wipe the nosebleed from his nose, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Hey, I've got it done here. I'll get 100 million right away. What do you think?"

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

"Hello? Tang Mi? Are you mute?"

"Xiao Qiming."

A cold and cruel male voice came from the receiver like a ghost.

Xiao Qiming shivered all over.

He quickly removed his hand and stared at the phone in his hand in disbelief.

"You don't want to live too long. If you want to die with your father, I will help you."

The next second, he was covered by a mountain-like shadow.

Xiao Qiming turned his head stiffly, and his feet suddenly became weak.

A man in black, who was at least 1.9 meters tall and with explosive muscles, raised a fist as big as a shot put and gave him a fatal punch with a face full of rage.

at the same time.

Xiaoli Building, underground garage.

Tang Mi was grabbed by the neck by a big hand with bulging veins, and she was put on the wall. Her face turned from red to blue.

She patted in vain, making a struggling sound of "uh huh", and the whites of her eyes rolled up slightly.

Xiao Qiming's screams of pain and begging for mercy were heard from the cell phone during the call.

Xiao Jingchuan's face was as cold as ice after listening to the bodyguard's nervous and short report on the phone.

He turned to look at Tang Mi, who was already breathing more out than in, and his men continued to exert force.

"You will regret showing up here today for the rest of your life."

There was a "click", a creepy crisp sound.

Tang Mi's struggling legs, which were hanging in mid-air, kicked up straight, and large amounts of crimson blood vomited out of her mouth.

He was violently thrown by Xiao Jingchuan and hit in the corner.

"Ho ho ho-"

Tang Mi covered her neck, trembling all over and curling up on the ground, vomiting blood.

Panic and severe pain hit her dilated pupils, reflecting the black Bugatti disappearing like a hurricane.

In the empty parking lot, the roar of acceleration echoed for a long time like a roaring beast from the abyss.

Inside the Jingzhou City Police Station.

Zhan Hao quickly ordered the monitoring operator with a cold expression.

Qi Dongyang stood next to him with his mobile phone, staring at the dozens of monitoring screens on the wall that were constantly accelerating flashbacks.

"The deck car, the silver Wuling that can be seen everywhere, has lost its trace in the residential area of ​​Jingxi Avenue. People have been sent there."

He swallowed hard, "Jingchuan, calm down first, police——"

"Receive the encrypted link I sent you and contact Zhou Qingyan immediately!"

"what?"

Before Qi Dongyang finished speaking, Xiao Jingchuan said something unclear and hung up the phone.

He gave a low moan and turned anxiously back and forth in the monitoring room.

While quickly opening the link Xiao Jingchuan sent him, he couldn't understand it at all and couldn't click it.

He anxiously called Xiao Jingchuan’s scientific research geek cousin, Zhou Qingyan.

-

A remote suburb more than 100 kilometers away from the center of Jingzhou.

It is a large area of ​​unfinished buildings left behind after the developers ran away with their funds more than ten years ago.

A series of gray empty high-rise buildings stand in the snow-covered dead woods.

There are shadows in the night, like ghosts.

The whole world is nothing but white, black and gray, and dead silent.

Some buildings, judging from the huge walls and luxurious frames on the outside, it is not difficult to guess that they were originally built to serve as a retreat for wealthy businessmen, a "paradise in peace and tranquility amidst the chaos".

Therefore, many unfinished buildings here have basements designed during construction, which can be used as underground warehouses or for some special purposes.

Rich people have many hobbies and like big things.

Unexpectedly, before it was completed, everything was rotten here.