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one hundred and fifty four

Xie Jingchen was extremely solemn and his face was as heavy as water. He subconsciously wanted to go back to the past, but he stopped.

Wang Zixian's voice sounded like he was lingering for breath, almost dying. I wonder what his condition is now. Is he being hunted?

If the situation is extremely critical, calling him back may put him in an even more dangerous situation.

For a time, Xie Jingchen had so many thoughts rushing to his mind.

Where is Wang Zixian? Is his life in danger?

Why did Wang Zixian choose to call him on such an important call at this moment? Where was Sun Wu? Where were the others?

Is Sun Wu also in danger? Or is it that everyone else in the L City system, including Sun Wu, is no longer trustworthy?

Xie Jingchen thought too much and his head began to hurt. He was suddenly kicked back to reality by An Ruqiao.

An Ruqiao had already sat up. She had heard all the contents of Xie Jingchen's phone call, and she could naturally think of what Xie Jingchen thought of.

"It's useless to think about it. Let's go investigate that sea pearl now and don't let his efforts go to waste."

Xie Jingchen also reacted and said "Yeah".

It is obviously unrealistic for him to rush to K City by himself now, and he cannot trust the relevant personnel in K City, so he can only contact Cao Tingyang.

Not long after I hung up the phone on Cao Tingyang, I had to call him again. I didn't know if he would be busy enough to come over. And... K City... always felt very dangerous.

As soon as he made the call, Xie Jingchen noticed something was wrong.

How did An Ruqiao know?

Facing Xie Jingchen's slightly confused and questioning look, An Ruqiao held her chin in her hand, blinked her eyes, and pretended to be innocent.

Since she took the initiative to speak out, she didn't want to hide her differences from ordinary people.

This is at her home. Xie Jingchen is a guest. She has to avoid answering the phone and report to An Ruqiao.

An Ruqiao listened to a lot of information in vain and took advantage of it, so he had no choice but to let him go.

Watching Xie Jingchen walk into the house and close the door, An Ruqiao did not listen to the content of his phone call, but sent a message to Shen Yi.

Shen Yi's family also has a lot of money in K City, so it would be appropriate for him to check on such an important matter.

Besides, when she herself couldn't arrive in time, the only person she could fully trust was Shen Yi.

As for Xie Jingchen...he doesn't count.

You can trust a little bit, but you can't trust them all. You can trust someone, but you can't trust them all.

It is really because their interest alliance is too loose and casual, and the emotional connection cannot be used as a stable support. Moreover, it has not passed the test of time. An Ruqiao really cannot trust him in this situation.

It's not that An Ruqiao is cold-hearted, she just suffered too many injuries.

After telling Shen Yi the whole story and discussing the division of labor and letting her handle the investigation tonight, An Ruqiao put down her phone.

Not long after, Xie Jingchen also walked out of the room.

The matter is urgent and fishy.

There is no solution to rushing. Xie Jingchen has also asked Cao Tingyang to investigate as soon as possible. But Wang Zixian is afraid that the worst is more likely to happen.

Speaking of Wang Zixian, Wang Zixian originally wanted to force herself to say a few more words to explain all the key information, but there was really no other way.

He was hiding behind a container at the dock, soaked to the skin, and his clothes were already soaked in blood.

He called Sun Wu, and while waiting for the answer, Wang Zixian couldn't hold the phone in her hand. She sat slumped on the ground, with the phone on her chest. Wang Zixian was already breathing more out than in.

The heavy rain poured down on him, drenching him thoroughly and making him even more exhausted.

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, sorry..."

The severe pain caused him to twitch. When he was talking to Xie Jingchen on the phone, Wang Zixian's brain was about to shut down, and his eyes were covered with blood and rain.

Rain and him

The blood mixed together and flowed into the distance like a thin river.

People who smell the smell of blood are like a hunting dog with an extremely sensitive sense of smell that has found its prey.

"over there!"

"Don't let him get away!"

"Be careful not to kill him! The boss said he wants to live!"

The footsteps coming from the water clicked, and the footsteps of more than a dozen people gathered together to sound a note of urgency.

Wang Zixian was about to lose consciousness. At this moment, she heard the sound of footsteps. She stood up and finally made the call.

This time he was not disappointed again. After two rings, Xie Jingchen picked up the phone.

"...Hurry...Industrial Park...Deputy Mayor..."

"...Things...in...the sea...pearls..."

His strength could no longer support him to speak complete sentences, so he could only try his best to explain the important information clearly.

"Right here! Found it!"

The hunter's footsteps came from the side of the container.

Wang Zixian no longer has the strength to escape, nor does she want to escape anymore.

As if having a flashback, he used up his last strength and threw the phone into the sea.

With a "plop", the phone disappeared into the waves with a burst of water.

The visitor kicked Wang Zixian, "Look, you're still running! Why don't you let me catch you!"

He turned around and shouted to the back: "Boss! Here! Still alive!"

Wang Zixian couldn't see clearly in front of her eyes for a long time. She forced herself to open her eyes, but there was no picture.

Even after being kicked, he felt no pain. His body was already numb from the pain.

It's just that the tip of my nose always smells a vague fishy smell, but I can't tell whether it is the smell of blood or the smell of the sea.

Just when Wang Zixian's dying consciousness began to imagine that maybe it would be good to die like this, a young and arrogant voice rang out.

"Pick him up."

The commands that came from above were full of carelessness, and Wang Zixian suddenly opened her eyes wide.

This voice overlapped with the wounds buried deep in his memories, making him want to try his best to see the face of the person who came.

Someone followed the order and lifted him up, someone opened his eyelids, felt his pulse, and pulled off his clothes to see the condition of his wounds.

"Be gentle," the young voice said.

The people next to him held an umbrella for him respectfully. He himself was soaked and tried not to let the rain get wet on his clothes.

He stood there with some mud spots stuck to his leather shoes. Even if he walked in the rain later, more mud spots would stick to him. At this moment, someone immediately knelt down to clean his shoes.

He lifted his feet and placed them on the shoe shiner's hand. He raised his chin and said, "Take care of him. Don't let him die. Oh, don't let him get better either."

After some injuries were dealt with, Wang Zixian was carried and brought to the young boss.

The young boss raised Wang Zixian's chin with his index finger, and with the support of his subordinates, he came close to Wang Zixian's eyes, so far that his breath could be blown on his face.

A proud voice sounded, with some casual teasing.

"Long time no see, you look so embarrassed..."
Chapter completed!
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