The lip corner of the big guy behind him is bent. Look at me. I’ll look at you.

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After a few seconds, it was jubilant again.
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Out of the red thorn communication base is already more than ten o’ clock in the evening.
Leng Xiao took out his mobile phone from her pocket and hit the screen. Just as the word "China Mobile" was displayed, the sharp bell of the mobile phone rang.
Frown slightly at home.
As soon as he picked it up, Bao Ma burst into tears.
"The second is you? Something is wrong! "
My heart is tight. Uncle Owl just held his horses and asked coldly, "Sister-in-law, what do you say?"
In the words, Bao Ma’s mood is a little out of control, and her voice is even more choked. It’s like a drowning man caught a driftwood. Then she briefly told him what happened this afternoon, and then the whole person burst into tears.
"… I slapped her in the middle … I never hit her, but today I’m really … I’m really angry … It’s past ten o’clock outside in the snow … and she hasn’t come home yet, and her cell phone can’t get through … she … blare …"
Take a deep breath and air-cooled owl’s eyebrows screwed together.
However, his position is inconvenient, and he is particularly blocked in blaming others.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he thought for a moment and asked again.
"I looked there?"
"Looking for it all! I’ve sent someone to look for you in two apartments in the downtown area and Dijing Mountain area … She doesn’t have any roots in the past. I’ve also looked for her friend and I’ve never been there. I’ve never even been to that tattoo parlor … Second, she’s a stranger in Kyoto. She doesn’t know anyone. Where on earth will she go? Where do you think she can go? "
"I’ll find it."
After coldly saying these three words, he hung up and got a finger.
Then he tried to call Baoqi’s cell phone, just as Bao Ma said, her cell phone was not working at all.
Where can the little girl go?
Lengxiao has no doubt that she will come to him first when something like this happens, but he happened to be out of Kyoto today. Since she hasn’t gone to his room, where can she go?
This son of a bitch is a man with an idea.
"Back to Kyoto"
"The boss here is more than one hundred kilometers away from Beijing? It’s a little late. You need a rest. "
"Didn’t you hear me?"
"Yes!"
Cold voice with biting hail smashed up. Black dog Chen quickly straightened his waist and dared not continue to argue. He secretly cast a glance in the rearview mirror. His eyes were as cold as a layer of ice and looked scary.
The aura was cold except ice, and he couldn’t help shivering
Knight XV quickly turned the highway and galloped all the way, but it took only a few minutes to reach Kyoto.
A black dog dressed in sweat nervously asked a man who had never said anything, "Where are we going now, chief?"
Fingers on his forehead cold owl said coldly
"headquarters"
"ah? !” Chen black dog didn’t respond at the moment.
According to common sense, why should he go to headquarters when he comes back to look for someone like this? Strange, isn’t it?
However, the chief ordered the sky to rise, and he dared not ask if he had doubts.
At night, the road is wide, the cars are few and the speed is fast.
Far away, red thorn headquarters came into view.
The solemn red thorn building is more and more mysterious in the quiet night. The guards at the high tower near the wall are in a straight posture, and the weapons in their hands are as awesome as cold light.
The street lamp at the gate was wrapped in a thick coat of snow, giving off a faint and dark white light, which made the trees on both sides shadow and dance with a unique military camp style.
Knight fifteen slowly approaching-
Sudden cold owl eyes shocked the bottom of the eyes like quenching the snow all over the sky.
Cold to the extreme
A spasm of the heart
See the huge column next to the gate of the headquarters in a corner where a street lamp can’t shine. The little girl is crouching there with her knees in her hands and her shoulders down. The feather hat is lifted and covered on her head, and she is pitifully shrunk into a small ball.
The throat is tight and tight, and his fist is clenched slightly. The little fool is hiding in that dead corner, so cold that no one knows.
In a moment of anger
"stop"

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