Chapter: Drinks are passive(2/2)
"Mr. Wen, thank goodness, you've answered the phone. You're fine, right?"
Jing Keliang's voice had already passed, "It's okay, the drink was tampered with, and this guy almost fought bloody battles."
Wen Chengyu glanced at Jing Keliang coldly and asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter? Where is Jiang Yuan?"
Zhuang Wei cursed in a low voice, but his voice was already inconvenient, "Young Master Wen, the young lady is gone."
Jing Keliang's medicine box filled with tools was knocked over, and all kinds of things inside were scattered all over the floor.
"Damn!"
When I looked up again, Wen Chengyu's figure had long disappeared in front of me.
And there was still a half-part gauze with blood on his hand. That was when he helped Wen Chengyu tie it to his legs a moment ago. At this moment, Wen Chengyu was afraid that he obviously didn't need to deal with any wounds.
Jing Keliang's eyes darkened, knowing that tonight was destined to be a turbulent night. He quickly packed up the medicine box and followed him strode.
"A Yu, wait for me, I'll go with you!"
Ning Zhixuan walked around the huge Xinda several times, but still couldn't find any trace of Su Jiangyuan. She also rushed to the monitoring room to call out the surveillance videos from various exits of the school tonight to check, but found that the entire school's surveillance was broken almost overnight.
I don't want to know that it's artificial.
But the more this happens, Ning Zhixuan becomes more uneasy. Because the worse things are, it means that Su Jiangyuan's situation is more dangerous.
Ning Zhixuan thought, and walked to the school gate without realizing it.
A dark light attracted her gaze.
She walked closer and saw it, and was stunned.
A high heel.
Chapter completed!