The passionate exotic witch came close to me, blew into my ear, and whispered softly: "Go to my sister's house, and I will give you medicine."
"After applying the medicine, sister will rub it on you with eggs..."
"Sister's eggs are so tender..."
With that said, Qiyan stretched out the devil's hand.
And just a second before that devilish hand was about to touch my face, my cell phone rang unexpectedly without any warning.
I was about to get my phone, but Qiyan pressed it into my pants bag a second earlier.
He glanced at me sideways, his eyes overflowing with all kinds of amorous feelings: "It must be the stinky Mongolian woman calling."
With a faint cry of hatred in her mouth, Qiyan took out the mobile phone from my pants bag without any moral integrity and scruples. With a full face of provocation, she pressed it down in front of me.
"Haiye. I'm Qiyan. Me? I'm at my house with our family Tongtong. Cuckold..."
"Who's crazy? You're the one who's crazy. Mr. Stinky Hai, I don't love you anymore. Neither do I, your eldest grandson."
"No. Grrrr..."
Qiyan pressed me with one hand, teasing Hai Ye unscrupulously, and slowly put the phone to my ear.
"You brat, your sixth uncle, what outrageous thing have you done again..."
"The phone calls from the Iron Mask King are all fucking coming to the communication room."
"Old Shi can't save you this time."
"Why are you still standing there? Run away quickly and go north to Tanggula Mountain to find Zhang Qian. Don't take the train..."
At first hearing the words "Iron-faced King", Qi Yan's jade face suddenly changed.
Hearing Hai Ye's heartbreaking roar of pain again, Qi Yan took a breath of air and her face turned pale.
Haiye's call had just been hung up, and before I could react, another call suddenly came in.
This is an unfamiliar number.
I was about to answer, but Qi Yan held me down, her voice trembling: "Don't answer, run away, Iron Mask King..."
I didn't listen to Qi Yan's words. I slid my thumb down and answered.
"I'm the child teacher. Okay. Brother Dong. I'll be there right away."
"Wanshou Road...if you know someone, you can find it."
The moment I hung up the phone, Qi Yan looked at me blankly, her fascinated face full of shock and disbelief: "Your name is the Iron Mask King..."
"Did you hear the address clearly?"
Qiyan nodded instinctively, and suddenly asked me in horror: "You didn't ask me to send you there, did you?"
"Help. Hurry."
Seeing my serious expression, Qiyan pushed me away, stepped directly from the back of the car to the driver's seat, twisted the key to start the car, and ran away.
The evening rush hour has not yet come, so the journey is smooth.
Halfway through the car, another call came in, from a familiar mezzo-soprano.
On the phone, Zhuang Chihua's voice was urgent and panicked, with the most urgent pleading in his sobs.
After running through the red light, the traffic police followed him all the way.
At this time, Qi Yan had already returned to her capable female special agent demeanor. She skillfully swung the steering wheel with one hand and pulled the alarm from under the car with the other hand and pressed it on the roof.
Within eighteen minutes, the car arrived at its destination.
Yao Liang, who was guarding the gate, saw me waving. He was so surprised that he signed in sign language and ran towards the door.
This is a family area that is also guarded by special agents armed with live ammunition.
After entering the family area, I motioned to Qiyan to take off the alarm.
I arrived at the scene within minutes, and when I saw it, my heart tightened.
The car hadn't stopped yet, so I pressed my head and looked up, and suddenly there was a chill in the soles of my feet.
On the roof of the towering family building, two blurry black spots made my heart beat wildly!
He got out of the car quickly, staggered two steps forward, and bumped directly into Dong Kui.
Before I could speak, Dong Kui supported me and said, "It's up to you."
Dong Kui's voice was as calm as I knew him to be, but now he had taken off his sunglasses.
His eyes are not big, and there are a few obvious bags under his eyes.
The scars made his entire face look extremely penetrating, as if he was in a state of ecstasy.
I nodded calmly and pulled Qi Yan over: "Wenbo Anti-Smuggling Team. Qi Yan. My friend. He ran through twelve red lights."
"Small problem. I'll handle it."
After the simplest conversation, Qiyan and I followed Dong Kui to the unit building and quickly entered the elevator.
This unit building was built just two years ago. It is an absolute benchmark building on Wanshou Road.
When we got to the top floor and stepped out of the elevator, what we saw were two rows of special service teams.
One row of red ones is for firefighting, and one row of blue ones is for rescue.
Two rows of troops, armed to the teeth, were lined up against the wall, looking solemn and ready.
When Qi Yan and I stepped out of the elevator, we were stared at by dozens of penetrating eyes, which made us shudder.
Following Dong Kui, he ran up to the top without stopping.
From a distance, I saw a large number of people standing in the southeast corner, roaring, crying and shouting loudly.
Behind this group of people, four or five old men and women had collapsed on the ground, crying heartbrokenly.
In the large open space in the north, three groups of special agents in red, black and blue uniforms were conducting simulated rescue drills. Judging from their equipment and movements, their professionalism is extremely high.
On both sides of the southeast corner, there were multiple firefighters and special service personnel standing, staring in a certain direction without blinking.
As I quickly approached, a woman in a casual dress suddenly turned around and ran towards me in the crowd.
"Child Master..."
Zhuang Chihua, with red and swollen eyes, squeezed my hand tightly with both hands. He had almost no strength in his body and was shaking all over. His elegant face was as pale as snow.
"Yi Yi, Yu Yi... wants to see you... His father wants to send him abroad, but he doesn't want to, so he goes to school with him..."
"Euclidean Yi said that he wants to see you one last time..."
Even though Zhuang Chi was as noble as an empress, she burst into tears when she stammered out these words: "Save him, save him..."
"Only you can save Yu Yi, and Yu Yi will only listen to you..."
"There is also his classmate who has autism. You must also save him. You must..."
"I beg you, please..."
Qiyan next to her couldn't believe her eyes when she saw Zhuang Chihua.
After shaking and shaking Suosuo, Zhuang Chihua could no longer control himself and sat down softly.
Following Dong Kui straight to the crowd, I also got a clear look at the southeast corner.
