Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

c "As long as there are his companions in this capital, according to the principle of proximity, he will definitely contact them first." Chu Linchen said, "It would be even better if he chooses to return directly to the clan, and he will help us lead the way to find You Where the Lan Clan is."

Next, it depends on what the boy will do.

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Shancheng, located in the east, is the same as Haicheng. Relying on the natural advantage of being close to the sea, the economy is developed, and people from all over the world gather here.

There are many people, so chaos cannot be avoided.

Under the prosperity, there will be dark corners.

Xianshui Village is such a place.

It is facing the sea, but because of the development reasons and local problems in the early years, it has become a three-way zone.

In the bright and beautiful Shancheng, it has become a "village in the city" where poor households gather.

The area of ​​the village is small, and the development in the north is relatively better, with small tall buildings.On the south side, however, the original style is maintained, mainly low houses with stone and wood structure, mixed with some mobile board houses.

In addition, it has become a accumulation place for dilapidated ships, and these dilapidated ships have become temporary residences for some special groups of people.

In a houseboat converted from a broken ship, the dim lights flickered.

A strong man is carrying the woman in his hand to the basement.

Every step he took, there was a creaking sound under his feet, which overwhelmed the humming sound from the woman's mouth.

The woman's mouth was wrapped in a black bandage, her eyes were also covered with a black cloth, and her hands were tied behind her back with a rope.

Before the man could take the woman down, a man came out first.

His face was rosy, his hands were still on his belt, as if he had just experienced a big battle, and he was smoking a cigarette with a contented expression.

Seeing this, the man holding the woman frowned displeasedly, "Mengzi, you're going to fuck those women again, what the hell if the buyer finds out—"

"Don't worry." Mengzi lit the cigarette in his mouth with a click, "I'm doing something wrong, no one will know."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on the woman in front of him.

Those eyes lit up suddenly.

"Hey, where did you get this stuff? This chest, these long legs... not bad, it's good enough! It's still my favorite black silk, hehe..."

"I got it from the bar!" The man said angrily, and at the same time gave Mengzi a warning look: "I tell you, with this, our goods are all in order, and we have to send them away tomorrow, or we will be caught by someone like last time." Once you’ve settled the nest, you won’t be able to deal with business!”

"I know, I know!" Meng Zi had just finished satisfying his addiction, but he didn't have such a big addiction, he stepped aside with his cigarette lit, and got out of the way.

The woman was locked in the basement.

The man came out, took a picture of Mengzi who was smoking, and wondered, "Why haven't Lao Zhu and the others come back?"

"No..." Mengzi was about to speak with a cigarette in his mouth when he caught a glimpse of several figures approaching from the corner of his eye.

After a quick identification, his complexion suddenly changed, and the smoke from his mouth also spit out at the same time.

"No, it's the police!"

"Turn off the lights!" the man blurted out.

Behind the grass not far away.

The young man in the lead was dressed in black plain clothes, almost blending into the night.

His face was resolute and upright, and his piercing and sharp eyes were fixed on the dilapidated boat house that suddenly turned off the lights.

He raised his hand to make a gesture, and at the same time lowered his voice to tell his companions, "Remember, don't let people run away."

"Yes, Team Xin!"