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Yan Miao is gone.

Mo Qin went to look for Yan Miao twice, but he couldn't find anyone. At first, he thought that Yan Miao was hiding from him on purpose. It wasn't until the third time when he still didn't see anyone that Mo Qin realized that something was wrong.

Mo Qin asked the classmates in the same dormitory as Yan Miao, and they all said that Yan Miao had been away for two days, and they thought he had gone home.

But Yan Miao has no home.

He lives alone in an old house on the outskirts of the city, and he rarely goes back unless necessary.This is because Mo Qin accidentally discovered that Yan Miao lived a particularly frugal life, and thought that his family members treated him badly, so he asked someone to investigate.

Even Bai Mao Mao didn't know.

Yan Miao never told anyone about his life experience.

Mo Qin sent a message to Bai Maomao, asking them to help him find it in the school, and went to Yan Miao's residence in the suburbs himself.

The chance of Yan Miao going back alone is very small, but even with this one in ten thousand chance, he is reluctant to give up.

Yan Miao's house is in the outskirts of the city, and that area is being demolished. The dilapidated old buildings are painted with eye-catching words of demolition in red paint. The intersecting roads are full of garbage, and the ditches beside the road emit an unpleasant smell.

Even so, there are still many people living here.

Yan Miao's home is in one of them.

It was hard for Mo Qin to imagine that Yan Miao lived in such a place. At the beginning, his subordinates only said that it was an old house in the suburbs. If he asked more questions, or came to see it in person, maybe Yan Miao would suffer less.

There is no planning in this area, and the management is chaotic. The buildings are about the same length, but there is not even a house number. Mo Qin faced the various gazes of the aborigines and asked each family before he found Yan Miao's residence. .

Yan Miao's home is on the seventh floor.

In the narrow corridor, the lights were dim, the iron doors were closed tightly, and there was no movement in silence.

Mo Qin tried to knock on the door, but no one answered.

Standing at the door and thinking for a while, Mo Qin coughed guiltily, performed a small spell, and opened the door.

The door is facing the living room.

The light in the room was very dark, exuding a damp musty smell, Mo Qin fumbled to turn on the light, the bright light made him close his eyes.

Like his people, Yan Miao's home is clean.

The living room is very small, just enough to fit a sofa and a small table.

Mo Qin, who is about 1.8 meters tall, looks out of place in this small living room.

Although the house is small, it can be seen that Yan Miao has taken care of it very carefully. The sofa cover with matching colors is soft and comfortable to look at. There are several books on the table. Mo Qin picked up the top one and flipped through a few pages. , full of dense English words, he smacked his lips and put it down resentfully.

Turning around in the living room, he couldn't hold back, and opened the bedroom door like a thief.

The bedroom is simpler, with nothing but a bed and a wardrobe.

Yan Miao's life is poorer than he imagined.

He was sour, but more regretful, he regretted not meeting Yan Miao earlier and not treating him better.

Yan Miao was not here, Mo Qin was in a hurry to find someone, he didn't stay long, and was about to leave soon.

When I locked the door, I happened to meet the neighbor uncle who went out to throw garbage.

The uncle glanced at him with the eyes of a thief, but didn't make a sound.

It was Mo Qin who was embarrassed by the look, touched his nose, and greeted, "Master, I am classmate Yan Miao, stop by and help him get something."

Hearing that he was a classmate, the uncle looked at him with a much gentler look, "You are Xiao Yan's classmate, how is Xiao Yan doing now? This child has no parents since he was a child, and he finally passed the exam when he was so old. University, I don’t know how I’m doing now.”

Mo Qin twitched the corner of his mouth, "He's pretty good, with good grades, teachers and classmates like him."

"That's good, that's good," the uncle nodded with a smile, "This kid has come here after suffering, and I don't know if he will come back to this place in the future."

"He will definitely come back." Mo Qin said.

The uncle smiled and shook his head, went downstairs with a bag of garbage, and waved his hands back, "This place, can you not come back. It's better not to come back."

Mo Qin knew that he was back to school, but his heart was still heavy.

I don't know if Bai Maomao and the others have found anyone.

Mo Qin hurried to the dormitory, and when he arrived, he found that neither Bai Maomao nor Lang Junxian looked very well.

Mo Qin's heart sank, and he smiled and said, "What's the matter, you look so bad? Has anyone been found?"

Lang Junxian patted him on the shoulder and handed him the phone, "You... have a look."

Mo Qin took the phone silently.

The news was sent by Yan Miao's WeChat, a short video, in which Yan Miao was tied hands and feet, and fell face down on the ground.

Mo Qin subconsciously clenched the phone tightly. Below the video was a voice, which should have been processed, sharp and piercing: Tomorrow at ten o'clock in the evening, Beijiao Xiaoxingxing Food Factory, if you don't come, wait for his body to be collected.

"I'll be there tomorrow night, you wait for the news."

Mo Qin's face was ice-cold, always wanting to smile, but at this moment there was only chill.

"Let's go together," Lang Junxian frowned, disapproving, "This is obviously to use Yan Miao as bait to lure us over, it's too dangerous for you alone."

Bai Maomao became even more irritable, "What's the use of you going alone, how many can you fight?"

Mo Qin gritted his teeth, and agreed after a moment of silence, "Okay, I'll go to the contact person first."

Three people prepare separately.

Mo Qin circled around the dormitory anxiously for a few times, his fingers clenched green and white, and then he dialed the phone as if he had made up his mind.

The waiting time for the connection became extremely long, and Mo Qin paced anxiously on the balcony.

"Aqin?" The phone was picked up, and a majestic male voice came from the microphone, "Have you finally figured it out?"

Mo Qin was silent, "I figured it out, as a condition, you have to help me save someone."

"Oh?" The person opposite seemed to be in a good mood, "Tell me."

"One of my...classmates," Mo Qin paused, "was kidnapped. I suspect it was done by members of the Gong family. The Gong family has always listened to the Lang family. If you can get the Lang family to rescue him , I'll be back at the end of this semester."

The person on the phone was not interested in who to save, but only put forward his own conditions, "It is not difficult to get the Lang family to come forward, but if the person is rescued, you must return to Shangjing immediately."

"it is good."

Early the next morning, the three of them set off for the northern suburbs.

The Little Star Food Factory mentioned on WeChat is a factory that has been abandoned for a long time.Guangshi City has been re-planned in the past two years. Most of the factories have been moved to a specially constructed industrial park, and the northern suburbs have gradually been abandoned.

Many shady deals like to come to the northern suburbs.

There was no one in the factory, Lang Junxian looked around and moved his nose, "No one came."

As expected.The three carefully surveyed the surrounding terrain, found a hidden place to hide, and quietly waited for the appointed time.

Yan Miao woke up from the cold.

The temperature was still very low at night in this season. He was thrown on the ground with his hands and feet tied up. The cold chill penetrated into his clothes, making him shiver.

Aware of her situation, Yan Miao remained motionless in a drowsy state, secretly opened a slit in her eyes, and looked at the surrounding environment.

The place where he was lying was at the innermost part of the room, and there were two people guarding the doorway, Yan Miao's heart moved, and with the hands tied behind his back, he secretly pinched a magic bullet.

The rope was easily broken, and the two people at the door didn't notice it. Yan Miao was overjoyed, secretly accumulating energy, and prepared to find the right time to escape through the window...

"What are you doing?"

An angry shout came, Yan Miao froze, retracted her outstretched hand, closed her eyes, and lay quietly on the ground.

The two gatekeepers stood respectfully by the door, the quail seemed too afraid to make a sound.

There were footsteps coming, getting closer and closer to Yan Miao.

"Since you're awake, don't pretend."

Yan Miao's fingers behind her back trembled slightly, and she desperately forced herself to calm down, holding herself still.

The man sneered and kicked him with his toes, regardless of whether he was awake or not, he said to himself, "I heard that you are Mo Qin's concubine?"

Yan Miao didn't make a sound, but the fingers behind her back trembled even more.

"Tell me, if I let someone fuck you, will Mo Qin die of anger?" The man continued. "Or, what about exchanging your life for Mo Qin's cultivation? I don't know whether his cultivation is important or your life is more important?"

The more Yan Miao listened, the colder her heart became, it was obvious that they arrested her to threaten Mo Qin and the others, and they couldn't let them succeed.

Thinking of Mo Qin, Yan Miao's heart calmed down, she gathered enough strength, and violently pricked his eyes.

Gong Shaotian nimbly dodged sideways, but his movements without cultivation were not as flexible as before. Although he dodged a blow, Yan Miao still scratched a deep bloodstain on his face.

"Destroy him!" Gong Shaotian was furious.

Yan Miao failed to succeed in the blow, turned around and ran towards the window, trying to forcefully break the window to get out, but unfortunately before breaking the window, a strong coercion spread in the room, making it impossible for him to move an inch.

The wire was still growing, and Yan Miao's cultivation base was not high, so she was soon crushed to the ground and unable to move.

Gong Shaotian covered his bleeding face and looked at him viciously, his toes ran over his fingers, "Today, none of you can escape."