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He talked about not tidying up or tidying up, but seeing that he seemed to be at home after being robbed, he couldn't help but bent over and tidied up simply.

It takes about an hour to get it done.Putting on a warm and festive newly bought scarf, rubbed his hands and let out a breath into his palms, then stuffed them into the pockets of his thick coat, speaking in cold weather was full of fog.

Most of the people walking on the street are young couples who are shopping, Xiao Yihan and Chen Mo are also clinging to each other and strolling slowly along the path.

Perhaps because of the cold weather, he and Chen Mo were the only two people on the whole path. The vehicles parked on the side of the road were covered with a layer of snow, which blended with the snow, but only one of them was It's very clean, but I didn't think much about it. There are so many vehicles parked back and forth, maybe which one has just been cleaned.

But just when he and Chen Mo passed by the clean nanny car, the fear in his heart suddenly rose, as if he had a premonition of what would happen next, and the strong bad feeling hit him heart.

I have seen someone who looks at beautiful women in broad daylight, but I have never seen someone who blatantly steals people.

Just when he and Chen Mo were chatting and laughing and walked to the side of the car, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at them in the passing car mirror. He just looked back at the car mirror, and the car door was suddenly opened. A burly man got out of the car.

The obvious targets are him and Chen Mo.

Xiao Yihan subconsciously dragged Chen Mo to run desperately, took out his mobile phone to call Yan Ziyan while running, the wind gushed into his throat, he almost couldn't catch his breath and got stuck inside, holding the mobile phone and looking back The person chasing them knew without thinking that it was the person named Yan En'an.

The phone always fails to get through when it is needed, but no one answers it when it is turned off. Xiao Yihan puts the phone in his pocket irritably, and starts to run desperately, pursing his mouth and breathing through his nose, and the blowing The cold wind pierced every pore of his sweat.

I don't know why, at such a dangerous moment, he suddenly wanted to laugh, so he raised the corners of his mouth to reveal two big white teeth, turned his head and looked at Chen Mo who was running seriously, and stretched out his hand to help him sort out the hair that was blown behind him by the wind. Forehead bangs.

Chen Mo gasped and asked, "Is it cool?"

"Cool!" Xiao Yihan nodded fiercely and said.

"Can't you get through the phone?" Chen Mo asked out of breath.

"No one answered," Xiao Yihan frowned, turned around and looked behind him, frowned and looked around but couldn't find any trace of those people.

Are these people playing ninjutsu?

"Missing?" Chen Mo stopped and leaned against the lamp post, out of breath and began to pant.

"I don't know," Xiao Yihan said with his brows wrinkled into a horoscope.

He stopped running with some sore steps, stood on the spot, bent down and began to pant heavily, and looked up from time to time to look around, in case he was attacked by surprise, but when he thought of sneak attack, he couldn't help but think of the yellow-haired Li Qiang. The first meeting can't be called Huangmao, but should be called Sneak Attacker.

Tsk!They're all perfect!

But I don't know if it's his crow's mouth, or what, every time I just think about it, even if I don't say it but just think about it, things will always happen by coincidence.

I don't know when a few people quietly appeared from behind them. They were all in black, with black masks and black clothes, and they all came towards him and Chen Mo.

"Dachen!" Xiao Yihan almost shouted the name out of his throat, trying to grab Chen Mo with all his strength with one hand, raised his leg and kicked the person behind Chen Mo.

"How are you?" He pulled Chen Mo to his side and worriedly clasped his shoulders with both hands.

"Playing a sneak attack," Chen Mo covered his shoulders with his backhand, his face contorted as if extremely uncomfortable, and then he knelt on the ground on one knee unbearably, shaking his head vigorously, but his eyelids were particularly desperate to close.

"Dachen?" Xiao Yihan emptied his hands, and his whole heart was emptied, then knelt on the ground and hugged Chen Mo with both hands, turned his head to tear at those people and roared, "What did you inject him with?"

Those people didn't move forward, but they didn't back up either. They stood there without changing their expressions and didn't intend to answer him at all. After a long time, the nanny car drove over from the side road, and when the door was opened, those people also lined up. to the sides.

Because of the snow, he couldn't hear the footsteps of the person coming, only the "creak" sound of stepping into the snow, and he saw the person clearly when he walked slowly towards him step by step.

Li Qiang was wearing an expensive gray coat, a long scarf hanging around his neck, and his hair had also turned black. When he walked over, he was still playing with the wrench in his hand, and his face showed a more ruthless expression than before. He didn't realize that this person was really Li Qiang.

"Don't worry, I just fell asleep." Li Qiang glanced at Chen Mo with disdain, then at Xiao Yihan, and murmured fiercely, "I can't fix you, so I'll let you take a look at you." How does the person you like suffer so much?"

Xiao Yihan, who didn't hear the second half of the sentence clearly, frowned and was about to ask, when Chen Mo, who had fallen asleep in his arms, was pulled over.

"Get out! Who told you to touch him!" Xiao Yihan subconsciously pulled Chen Mo and hugged him tightly, raised his head and looked at a group of people who were on call at any time with red eyes, and Li Qiang who was casually smiling.

He pulled Chen Mo to stand up slowly, and held Chen Mo in his arms in a horizontal embrace. He couldn't run, couldn't beat, but even if there was only a little space, he would take Chen Mo away. He never thought Li Qiang would kindly let the two of them go, as if Li Qiang just had enough fun and then came to play for real.

"Yo! It's very affectionate, I think you can take a few more steps," Li Qiang pressed his tongue against his teeth, tilted his head and slowly took out a real guy from his pocket, not far behind Xiao Yihan He aimed and fired without blinking.

The real guy had a silencer, so it wasn't that loud when it came out. The road they ran in was already quite remote, and it was so cold that no one would see it.

Xiao Yihan, who was walking in front, paused with his left leg, bent his knee as the bullet entered his body, and made a muffled sound even though he clenched his teeth.

The pain from his legs made his forehead sweat for a long time. Although the black pants he was wearing could not be seen to be bleeding, but when he looked down at his feet, he realized that every step he took on the snow would be covered with blood. The snow he shed was stained a little red.

The pain from the paralyzed nerve affected the brain, but Li Qiang's voice could still be faintly heard behind him, followed by rows of neat and deep voices.

"Damn it, catch it back for me, labor and management don't have time to spend with him."

"Yes!"

He thought that Li Qiang was here to catch him, or he and Chen Mo, but this time Li Qiang's target was only Chen Mo, he thought—it must be Yan En'an who instructed him.

"Let me go!" When Chen Mo was dragged away from his arms, he really felt that he was so useless that he couldn't even protect the one he loved. Yihan's injured leg suddenly went limp, and he knelt down on one knee.

"Don't touch him!" Xiao Yihan raised his head and watched Chen Mo get into the car with red eyes, but he could only kneel here on one knee, not unable to move, but unable to move.

Looking at the 'guy' on his forehead without a wry smile, he realized that he was so weak, his fist was hard and he couldn't beat a pistol.

"If it's not that labor and capital have a mission, or I really want to kill you now," Li Qiang kicked him in the chest, and put the gun back into his pocket as soon as he clasped the 'guy''s hand.

"Hmph, you also know how to play sneak attacks," Xiao Yihan sneered while covering his calf.

"But it turns out that a sneak attack is really useful, doesn't it?" Li Qiang bent down to watch him curl up his mouth and stand up again, raised his arm and waved, "Let's go."

Xiao Yihan propped his hands on the snow and grabbed a handful of snow, looked at the ball of snow in his palm and pressed his heart to the wound, trying to use the cold air to completely numb|paralyze the blood so that the blood coagulated, raised his head and glared at the front as he walked Li Qiang, who was always in the wind, endured the pain in his legs and slowly got up.

"Is it a sneak attack?" As soon as the words came out from between his teeth, Xiao Yihan, who barely stood up, rushed towards Li Qiang, grabbed his arm with one hand to prevent him from moving, and aimed at Li Qiang with the other. The 'real guy' in Li Qiang's pocket.

"Fuck!" Li Qiang struggled to get angry, but right after Xiao Yihan moved his right leg and pushed his knee from behind, his leg went limp, and he almost fell to his knees, turning his head and yelling at those panicked people, "Are you all blind idiots? Didn't you see him rushing over? Hurry up and find a way to get rid of it!"

"It's not Brother Qiang. He moved too fast just now, and we didn't have any defense."

"Yeah yeah."

"........."

A group of men in black who followed suit complained strangely, their tone full of dissatisfaction with Li Qiang.

"You should worry about yourself first," Xiao Yihan looked at the people around him and sneered. The new official took office three times. It seems that these people usually complained about Li Qiang, and they must have been dissatisfied with Li Qiang for a long time.

"Don't act recklessly, that thing can easily go off fire," Li Qiang raised his hands to the top of his head, the sweat on his forehead poured down, and his eyes stared straight after swallowing dry saliva.

Xiao Yihan turned his hands and put them on Li Qiang's temples, he was really nervous when he met a real guy for the first time, but now is not the time to be nervous, he ordered: "Tell them to lift Chen Mo out of the car."

Li Qiang wiped the sweat off his forehead, turned his head to look at the indifferent people, and shouted: "Didn't you hear? Hurry up!"

Xiao Yihan watched those people getting into the car calmly, and when the two of them slowly lifted Chen Mo down again, his whole heart was still hanging in the air.

His hands holding the 'guy' were sweaty, and seeing that Chen Mo was about to be lifted in front of him, the phone in his pocket rang, and he didn't want to be distracted so he had to ignore it, but he still didn't stop to let the phone call. He was completely irritable.

While reaching into the pocket of his jacket, the other hand pressed tightly against the pistol on Li Qiang's temple. The phone call that he hadn't gotten through just now came by coincidence.

He glanced at Li Qiang, who was still quite honest, before he dared to answer the phone a little bit more attentively, and said, "Hello? Brother Yan, come pick me up and Dachen, he's unconscious."

"Where are you?" Yan Ziyan asked.

"We are..." Just now, Chen Mo and I just ran away, completely forgetting where we were running, Xiao Yihan looked up and looked around, the address was a bit far away from him, so he stretched his neck and squinted his eyes to look.

It can be said that it was because of his distraction that in the following series, before he could tell Yan Ziyan's address on the phone, the arm holding the 'guy' was smashed hard with a fist as if it was dislocated. The things in his hands also came out.

Then the phone fell to the ground, and when he picked it up with his arms folded, the screen was already off. He frowned and was about to turn around to see who it was, when Li Qiang punched him in the stomach.

"Cough...cough cough..." Xiao Yihan didn't know whether to hug his arms or cover his stomach for a while, when he raised his head and was about to smash out his clenched fist, he was hit again in the waist.

He knelt down on the ground in a particularly useless manner, covering his bleeding waist with one hand, looking up not at Li Qiang, who had hit him with a flick, but at Chen Mo, who was only an arm's length away.

"Dachen..." The pain in his legs or waist made him unable to speak even now, and he couldn't move his legs, so he could only stretch his arms to hook the person who was still in a coma and was stuffed into the car.

"Fuck|you|mom, you dare to play a sneak attack with labor and management, labor and management will kill you with one bullet right now," Li Qiang said harshly.

"Brother Qiang, I called from above," the man in black in the car poked his head out of the phone and said.

"Understood," Li Qiang waved his hands away irritably, raised his leg and kicked Xiao Yihan again, "You are lucky today."

Xiao Yihan looked at Li Qiang with slightly narrowed eyes, and let out a cold sound from his nose, and then the whole person was completely unable to support himself lying on the ground, squinting his eyes that still refused to close completely, watching Li Qiang get into the car, watching After the rear door was closed, he looked at Chen Mo who was still unconscious.

"Da Chen..."

These were the last words he could speak and speak out. He gradually lost consciousness from the severe pain in his legs and waist lying on the ground, and the sky began to snow again not too late.

Recalling what the old beggar said, maybe it really wasn't crazy talk—it was a disaster that couldn't be avoided.

He slowly closed his eyelids, and before he completely lost consciousness, he heard the sound of approaching cars, brakes, door opening, getting out of the car, and Yan Ziyan's voice all in one go. came from the side.

"Yi Han—Yi Han, where's Xiao Mo?"

It seemed that Yan Ziyan was grabbing his shoulders and shaking him vigorously, but he really didn't have the strength to respond, and he didn't know how to respond to Yan Ziyan. He watched Chen Mo being taken away by those people, and he didn't even have the strength to respond. There is no ability to protect a loved one.

In an instant, decadence, despair, self-deprecating, a series of emotions filled Xiao Yihan's heart and brain.

The wind and snow hit his face, bone-piercing but numb. In a daze, he seemed to be carried away by someone, probably into a car. The warmth was hypnotic, making it even harder to open his eyelids.

It took a long time after all the complicated sounds, and the only sound in his ears was the sound of the wind blowing through the branches and hitting the window. He thought—he must have arrived at the hospital.

The pain in the legs came again, like the pain after anesthesia, or the pain after the ice and snow melted. The pain and the head full of Chen Mo made him breathless.

Xiao Yihan opened his eyes violently and struggled to sit up, even pulling his leg, he made a 'hiss' sound from the gap between his teeth in pain, and took a deep breath by the way, and only after he lifted the quilt did he realize that the wound on his leg was all gone. It was bandaged up.

The white sheets and walls are visible, the curtains are drawn, and the windows that are not closed are creaked by the wind, and the cold wind also sneaks in through the gaps, making it a bit cold.

He moved his left leg slowly, climbed off the bed like a mummy, hopped to the window and closed the glass window, looked up and looked outside, it was dark, and he had been lying down for so long .

The snow outside was still falling, heavier than before, but there were still many people coming and going outside. One of them clenched his neck and rushed forward against the wind, and the two walked forward together, talking and laughing.

"woke up?"

The sudden voice made him pause, and then he slowly closed the white curtains, glanced at the sky again, turned around and leaned against the window to look at Yan Ziyan, and couldn't think of what to say for a while.

"Fortunately, I didn't hurt my kidneys, so I went back to bed and lay down," Yan Ziyan glanced at him, pulled a chair and sat on it, and there was silence again.

Xiao Yihan was still leaning against the window, trying to raise his voice that he didn't know if he could still make it, but fortunately it was only hoarse, and said, "Have you found it yet?"

"No, this time I must have prepared everything in advance, just waiting to arrest people," Yan Ziyan leaned on the chair and looked up at the ceiling, "The positioning is broken, and the signals are all hidden, Tian|Yi Wu crack, nowhere to be found."

"Is there no other way?" Xiao Yihan said hoarsely, "Didn't your second uncle want to threaten you, why didn't you let you know the address?"

"Because he is even afraid of himself, he is afraid of the police, and he is even more afraid of my father." Yan Ziyan suddenly stood up, "He is just a lunatic."

"You punch me. I watched Dachen being taken away by those people, but I couldn't do anything." Xiao Yihan slowly slid from the wall and sat on the ground, stretching his injured leg straight, Staring at the ground listlessly, he murmured, "Maybe you are shooting me, it will make me feel better."

"I don't blame you," Yan Ziyan said hesitantly, "I, the brother, didn't protect well. When you called, I was madly looking for Xiao Miao's whereabouts. When I came across the phone, Something happened to you."

Xiao Yihan closed his eyes and opened them again, his voice was so hoarse that he didn't want to speak anymore, and suddenly the phone rang beyond words in the quiet ward.

He raised his head and stared at Yan Ziyan with wide eyes, and slowly climbed up while holding onto the wall. Before Yan Zi could come to help him, he got the coat and jacket after jumping and jumping a few times. He thought that the screen would be black when he fell to the ground It was broken, but I didn't expect that it just turned off the screen.

He looked at the incoming call above, but there was no indication of who it was, only a series of unfamiliar numbers, and then he looked at Yan Ziyan who was looking this way, and then he picked it up slowly, before he could raise his throat and say something Then, the voices of some old middle-aged men sounded.

"The Reeds—Old Warehouse."

He held the phone in a daze for a long time, then asked half guessing: "Xiao Yuan?"

There was no sound on the other end. Before he could figure out what the sentence meant, the other end of the phone had already hung up, and when he called again, it was already turned off. The voice is all suppressed.

"Who?" Yan Ziyan looked at the strange Xiao Yihan and asked curiously.

"It seems...it's my dad," Xiao Yihan turned his head stiffly, although his voice was lowered, he could still hear a little bit of Xiao Yuan's voice, "He just said something, reeds—an old warehouse."

"What?" Yan Ziyan stared wider and wider, and suddenly seemed to realize something, "I see, let's go."

"Know what?" Xiao Yihan thought about that passage carefully, and after comprehending it thoroughly, he didn't wait for Yan Ziyan's explanation. If one leg wasn't injured, he now wished he could run over with two legs.

I don’t know if it was Xiao Yuan who called him, why Xiao Yuan appeared there, and why he secretly tipped him off, whether it was Yan En’an’s instigation or he just wanted to tell him, these still have to wait for him to go A riddle that can be solved one by one.

The Reed Marsh—the old warehouse—if he guessed right, it should be the place where Chen Mo and Meng Miao were imprisoned.