Ning Ziqian pressed Sun Hui's reminder. The friend Xia Mengying met with a call and asked one by one, but everyone said that she didn't see it.
When the phone call has always been shut down, so late, where can she go? Where would she go? If five years ago, he took the initiative to find opportunities and she knew what she knew.
If he knows her deeply, wouldn't he be as powerful as the six gods now?
Ning Ziqian leaned on the back of the chair, and his heart was empty. The loss of the unspeakable feeling was like the balloon that was broken. There was no dynamic power and motivation. It seemed no meaning to do anything.
It's three o'clock in the morning. Even if it is a bustling and lively S city, there are few pedestrians on the road. Occasionally there will be cars pass by, which is very deserted.
Ning Ziqian glanced at the neon light flashing outside the window window. The cold eyes flickered, and Xia Mengfeng wouldn't she go to the bar alone? Thinking of what happened in the bar last time, Ning Ziqian suddenly became annoying.
, Her alcohol is not good, and the wine is not good. What if she is drunk? Ning Ziqian's always flushed face shows obvious panic and worry.
Ning Ziqian just picked up the phone and was ready to fight Ling Zeyu. In the past five years, he has been soaked in almost every night. He is also familiar with the sized bars in S City. At this time, the phone suddenly rang.
Ning Ziqian didn't want to take it up.
"Ziqian, did you find a sister -in -law?" Ning Ziqian just turned on the phone and hadn't said it. Before he talked, Ling Zeyu had asked, and he was anxious to worry about his voice.
"No." Ning Ziqian wanted to ask Ling Zeyu fiercely, he was anxious to be a little annoyed, and he complained about Ling Zeyu.
It is also clear that he is not accusing and complaining now. The key is to find Xia Mengyu as soon as possible.
"Ziqian Brother-" Ling Zeyu's voice was weak and there was no confidence.
"You called the bar owner you knew S City and asked if anyone saw the dreams at night."
"Zi Qian!" Ling Zeyu exclaimed, listening to Ning Ziqian said, his heart was even seven and eight. Last time in the bar, if it wasn't for Zi Qian, Xia Mengying was already by a group of Li Hua.
SE ghost took away, and he was afraid of regrets. If something happened tonight, he really did not know how to face Zi Qian brother, and he would be uneasy for a lifetime. Damn, he
Why do you want to say those words to Xia Mengying.
"I know, I go to do it right away, and I will call you immediately." Ling Zeyu said, and hurriedly hung up the phone.
Ning Ziqian listened to the dudu sound on the phone, clenched the mobile phone in his hand, and called Xia Mengling again, or turned off.
On my own knees, "Xia Mengling, my life, it seems that I can't have you."
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After listening to Norun's cold voice, Xia Mengfeng held his mobile phone with both hands, and slowly turned around, looking up at Yan Siming, who did not know when he had been sitting from the bed, seeing him staring at his palm phone, subconsciously
Putting the phone behind me, and then, I felt that I was so stupid that I was covering my ears. Under the eyes of Yan Siming, I stood up from the ground, leaned against the wall, and glanced at the gun at the bedside.
I thought it was slowly approaching the traces.
She was thinking that if Yan Siming was so angry, how much she was able to grasp the gun from his hands, she did not want to kill, and would not shoot, but if Yan Siming did not grab, she did not grab.
The probability of surviving will be greater. After all, he has suffered such a serious injury. No matter how good he is, he will definitely not have the usual flexibility. After all, she has practiced itself.
Yan Siming looked at the direction of Xia Meng's eyes leaning on the wall, and fell on the black shiny gun with her sight.
"You think you can take the gun away from my hands, before I shot?"
Before he finished speaking, he picked up the gun at hand and pointed the muzzle at Xia Mengling.
Xia Mengfeng widened his eyes, because he was afraid, his head leaned backwards. How did he know that she wanted to grab the gun, and now everyone reads her mind?
"I just want to make a phone call and give my family." Xia Mengfeng waved his phone. "I sneaked out from home at night. They kept calling me. I was in a bad mood to shut down the phone.
It's been so long, and it's so late, they can't find me, they will definitely be anxious. "
Xia Mengyu explained that he was afraid that he was afraid that he had no intention of thinking. He couldn't find anyone all night. Ning Ziqian would definitely be worried.
"I just want to call them to report to peace."
Xia Mengling stared at Yan Siming, full of pleasure, she was messy now, and urgently wanted to call Ning Ziqian. Although she promised Ling Zeyu to keep a distance from him, he suddenly wanted to hear his voice.
As soon as there is such an idea, I want to do it madly.
"Don't worry, they won't find it here."
Xia Mengying looked at Yan Siming seriously and vowed to guarantee. She was respectful on her face, but she was quite annoyed. How can she be his life -saving benefactor? This is her house, not just a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call, not a phone call.
Why does he disagree? I do n’t know gratitude at all, but such dissatisfaction, she only dares to complain in her heart. This man is different from Ning Ziqian. He is not the kind of person who will accept others complaining.
"Let them prepare what to eat."
Yan Siming sat by the bed, like a king, for granted.
Ah! Ready to eat it? Xia Mengyu opened his mouth in surprise, watched the gun in his hand, thought for a moment, shook his head, "What do you want to eat, I buy it for you."
Tonight, it must not let Fang Jingyi know, call Ning Ziqian? No, it is too dangerous. Although he and Ning Ziqian's eyebrows have some imaginations, it is not necessarily a brother.
What if he was moving with Ning Zi?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Mengfeng swallowed his mouth and continued. "Unless you give me the gun." Xia Mengling pursed his lips, widened his eyes, and walked stiffly to Yan Siming, spreading his hand.
"This thing will scare them."
Yan Siming raised his head and looked at Xia Mengying, who suddenly shrunk, and slowly got up, and the cold and hard muzzle was aimed at Xia Mengling's eyebrows.
Such as the copper bell, she tied her lips tightly, and the hands hanging on her waist were wrapped together, holding the phone tightly, she watched the man's hand slowly withdraw the trigger, and suddenly closed her eyes.
The curly eyelashes trembled because of fear. As she thought, the man's temper was really clear, so she couldn't find Ning Ziqian. Thousands of thoughts floated with a panic -in -hearted heart, regretted, afraid of fear, afraid
Worried, and why don't you shoot?
She felt that she was shaking, and her heart was really about to jump out.
Then, she heard the sound of the trigger, and when she felt that the bullet was going to pass through her eyebrows, she was undoubtedly dead when she was splashed with white walls. She suddenly heard a low evil laughter, and then
Her hand was lifted and his palm was heavy. It was a cold and hard thing. Xia Mengfeng looked at the gun on his hand and looked up at the man.
Powerful, "You are so big, there is no bullet."
Xia Meng was annoyed, he deliberately, she was 100 % affirmative.