IX Cultivation

Chapter 108

Recently, Yan Zhijue was inexplicably familiar with those obsidian-like eyes and a little red mole between his eyebrows.

His eyes were suddenly illuminated by the light spots under the tree, and suddenly there was a bit of sourness and stinging that made him squint his eyes, as if he saw something he shouldn't see and was punishing him.

Yan Xi loved that man very much, Yan Zhijue knew it a long time ago, but he still sneered when he saw it, the darkness rolling made those pale gray eyes with a little redness look menacing and terrifying.

However, when the man discovered his location by chance and called him 'Ah Jue' with a cold voice full of surprise, Yan Zhijue was suddenly at a loss for what to do.

It was only for a moment, and the time was so short that the deep meaning hardly left any traces in the young man's eyes.

But in fact, the young man almost fled back to his room, hid in the darkness, and secretly looked at the man under the tree who was still looking at the place where he had been sitting in surprise, feeling somewhat inexplicably satisfied.

Then he saw the man and Yan Xi sitting under the big tree talking together, the two were intimate, they kissed and fell down on the grass while talking, Yan Xi was more obsessed with each other than he imagined, the man's eyes were Let Yan Zhijue rely on silence.

Later, Yan Zhijue sat by the window and watched for an entire afternoon, until the couple who seemed to be in a good relationship left, at the same time as the sunset also slowly set behind the mountain, the sunlight gradually moved down from the young man's eyes to the delicate Jaw, as if someone took something away, the cold air in the room instantly rewrapped Yan Zhijue without a single gap.

On the other side, on the way back in the car with a family of three, Wan Ling looked out the window with a heavy heart, and the little Wan Ou beside him looked at Wan Ling obediently, holding two fingers of the man with his little hand, and the car was quiet. The only thing that could be heard was the ringing of the amulet hanging on the front mirror of the car.

When about to enter the city center, there was a blue sports car directly across the middle of the road. Suddenly, a series of sharp brakes were accompanied by messy bells, and passers-by on the side of the road screamed in fright. The road was messed up, and Wan Ling accidentally bumped into the car window, his forehead was red.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Yan Xi glanced back and was covered with low air pressure. His sharp black eyes looked at the people getting on and off the sports car in front, and he also opened the door and went out.

The little Wan Ou next to Wan Ling anxiously looked at Wan Ling's forehead, Wan Ling shook his head and said it was okay, while conniving the child to turn his face away seriously to brag.

Seeing that the atmosphere between Yan Xi and the owner of the sports car was very dangerous outside, Wan Ling asked Xiao Wanou to sit obediently by himself, and he went out for a while, after all, he was about to open the car door, but found the person standing outside the car door, pursing his lips for a while, After all, he got out of the car: "Xiao Ou, wait for Dad to come back."

Little Wan'ou looked suspiciously at the stranger outside the car who was smiling and waiting for Wan Ling to get off, and nodded.

The car door was slammed shut, Wan Ling glanced at Yan Xi who had stopped talking to the owner of the sports car and was walking towards him, and said to the haggard Ye Qingming who was half a head taller than him in front of him: "...It's been a long time not see."

"Long time...no see." Ye Qingming said slowly, his eyes fell on Yan Xi's hand that was naturally placed on the man's shoulder when he came over, and he smiled bleakly, "My plane is at ten o'clock in the evening."

"Hmm." Wan Ling didn't have anything to say to him. He knew it was definitely not a coincidence. Seeing the owner of the sports car drive away immediately, he said to Yan Xi beside him, "Pull the car to the side of the road."

Due to the incident here, several cars were already blocked behind, Yan Xi nodded and said: "Okay, get in the car, let's go home."

As a result, as soon as Wan Ling turned around, his hand was grabbed by Ye Qingming. This was no longer a subtle prying of the corner, but an obvious snatch.

The vehicles blocked behind kept honking their horns, and there were three deadlocked people here, only Wan Ling was still concerned, so he had to compromise and said to Yan Xi next to him: "Go and park the car by the side of the road first. " After that, he broke away from Ye Qingming's hand and said, "Let's go over there and talk." As soon as the words fell, Wan Ling walked straight towards the bench under the avenue, Ye Qingming was stunned, but he didn't say anything. Anyone who dissented followed, Yan Xi frowned slightly but got into the car without stopping.

Wan Ling was thinking about what to say to Ye Qingming. He had a good first impression of Ye Qingming, but nothing was left after all these years of entanglement.

He thought that Ye Qingming didn't understand what he wanted at all, but he just didn't get it, so he was unwilling and kept thinking about it.

——It's time to make a break.

Wan Ling neither wants to harm others for the rest of his life, nor does he want to be harmed by others.

Ye Qingming is a bit extreme, but if he doesn't make it clear, Wan Ling feels that the other party will probably never understand the fact that he won't love him.

"Ye Qingming...?" Before Wan Ling reached the row of tree-lined avenues, there was a sound of falling heavily behind him. He turned around in doubt, and saw several masked people about to fall unconscious Ye Qingming dragged him into the van, and he immediately understood that he was being kidnapped, but before he could make a sound, he felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and in the next second, he was plunged into darkness...

160. I used to look like a perverted idiot...

"Fuck, you're so fucking rich." A rough voice came to mind in a relatively closed space, accompanied by some unpleasant hoarseness and echoes, "After doing this, our brothers can enjoy themselves for a few years."

"That's not it!" Another relatively ordinary, unrecognizable male voice immediately remembered that this person seemed to be drinking canned beer, and placed it heavily on the old table, which was overwhelmed and shook. Make a 'squeak' sound.

"Lao Six, you can call the Ye family later and ask for a ransom, 500 million, if you dare to call the police, you can send a finger of Mr. Ye, haha..."

"Then boss, what should we do with the other one?" asked the man with the rough voice at the beginning, "We can't put it back in vain."

The person called the boss is a man with an ordinary voice who hardly gives any impression. He was fiddling with a gun, drank the beer in one gulp, squeezed the beer can, and said: "Of course we can't put it back for nothing. This old man and us Mr. Ye knows him, he probably belongs to the rich family too, if he asks for the money with the Ye family, even if it is less..."

As he said that, there were footsteps gradually approaching, Wan Ling's chin was lifted up and looked at carefully, then he put it down casually, and said, "Oh, I didn't see it, the old man's skin is still tender."

"Hey, when you wake up, don't fucking pretend to me. You can't escape anyway. Be safe and obediently wait for someone to redeem you with money, understand?" Pinch out a piece of red.

Wan Ling's eyelashes trembled, and finally opened his eyes. The first thing that caught his eyes was a 50-[-]-year-old man with heavy dark circles. Ye Qingming, who was beaten the hardest by them and still unconscious, returned to the table, put the pistol on his waistband, and said, "Take care of the two of them, Lao Liu and I will go out for a while."

The other four nodded immediately, and started eating melon seeds around the table and watching old TV shows, not worried about the two butchers who were tied up in the corner breaking free, telling dirty jokes about their women from time to time , burst into bursts of laughter.

Wan Ling's head was still in pain, and it took a while before he began to look at the environment he was in.

This is a basement with no windows, and the only exit is the iron door farthest from them. The ground is very damp, and some moss is covered on the walls. My hands and feet are tied, and my knees are tied tightly. Sticking the tape, beside him was Ye Qingming who had suffered the same as him.

It's just that Ye Qingming happened to be lying on the man's shoulder, his hair was softly wrapped around Wan Ling's neck, but there was a faint smell of blood.

Obviously, this is a premeditated kidnapping by a group of people, but the protagonist is Ye Qingming, he is just the one who happened to be unlucky.

He didn't know how long it had been, but Yan Xi must have noticed that he was gone, but he must only suspect that he was taken away by Ye Qingming, after all, Ye Qingming is really a person with a 'conviction' and will not settle down. figure.

And there is a serious problem.

He suspects that the kidnappers won't take the money and actually put them back, they've seen the faces of these people, and these people have guns...

Wan Ling didn't think about it anymore, no matter how much he thought about it, the man didn't panic, he believed that Yan Xi would find him in a way, and of course, Ye Qingming's family wouldn't just do nothing.

Suddenly, the person next to him moved, and the broken brown hair was swept back and forth by the man's ear, and the one who was defenseless slipped off the man's shoulder and lay on Wan Ling's bed. on the legs.

The kidnappers who were watching TV glanced back at Wan Ling and the two, but after only one glance, they all went back to watch the football match on TV.

Wan Ling moved his legs, unable to speak, but frowned when he saw the dried blood on the back of Ye Qingming's fair neck.

Fortunately, after a while, the young man blinked hard several times trying to wake up, his long and narrow eyes looked at Wan Ling from bottom to top without any sense of being kidnapped, and he even stretched his brows and curved his eyebrows.

Wan Ling really didn't know what to say about this, he avoided the other party's eyes with different emotions, looked at the kidnappers, and then motioned Ye Qingming to get up from his lap, the young man was still lowered even though his lips were sealed He smiled, sat up straight, and then looked straight at Wan Ling, as if he was not worried about his situation at all.