Shenhao System: I am serious about spending money

isn't it?

Come again?

An Jing was speechless, and said to the system in dissatisfaction: "Can you please stop and give me a task target at this time?"

The system said anxiously: "Host, hurry up, the mission target is in danger."

An Jing went crazy and glared at the old woman angrily, then opened the car door and jumped out.

The old woman covered her ankle and watched An Jing get out of the car. She howled even harder, but An Jing slammed the car door and walked in the direction she came from.

"Hey, little girl, where are you going?"

"An has money!"

An Jing walked forward without looking back, and at this moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.

"Shut up!" An Jing glanced at the incoming call alert, turned around and yelled at the old woman irritably, then picked up the phone.

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After Jiang Xian arrived at the market, he naturally noticed the missing person notice posted by Yan Xiuzhu, and felt even more satisfied with An Jing.

After queuing up to sell medicinal herbs, he even went around to a pastry stall and bought some special pastries for her.

While walking back with the food, Jiang Xian noticed that many people were gathered around the missing person notice and talking, so he went forward and listened for a while.

Basically, they came for the high bounty. Jiang Xian listened for a long time but didn't hear any useful information.

Either someone said that they felt they had seen Jiang Qiongjin somewhere, or that she looked very similar to so-and-so.

After asking carefully, there was basically no follow-up.

Jiang Xian listened for a while, sighed and left the crowd.

Remembering that he was going to call An Jing, Jiang Xian took out a "cell phone" from his pocket. The moment he touched it, he felt something was wrong, as if both sides were too flat. He took it out and took a look, but what was that cell phone in his pocket?

It’s Yan Ruosong’s power bank!

Maybe they were put together to charge last night and he took the wrong one.

Jiang Xian looked at the power bank with a helpless look, then walked towards the direction of getting off.

On the morning of the market day, vehicles are not allowed to pass through the market and must take another route.

Therefore, An Jing parked the car when they arrived at the entrance, and the two of them walked to the market. Since they couldn't make a phone call, they just went to the parking lot and waited.

Jiang Xian thought, as a little girl, how long can she stay in such a small market? It should be about time for her to go back.

But when I got to the parking lot, I took a look.

It's empty, where are the cars?

"No, where is the car? Where is such a big car?" Jiang Xian was confused. He turned around and finally found the nearest resident to ask.

"You mean the car? It wasn't here half an hour ago. It left long ago."

Jiang Xian was dumbfounded: "Gone? Which direction did she go?"

"I don't know. I didn't see it."

Jiang Xian stood there for a while with a bewildered look on his face. He still didn't believe that An Jing would abandon him, so he went back to the Baiguo field to look for her.

Where is the slightest trace of An Jing and the car on the entire field?

Jiang Xian was so angry that he glanced at the pastry in his hand and felt extremely regretful!

He knew that it was a waste of time to buy her such delicious food. The little girl actually left him and ran away!

The road from the market back to Jiangjia Village is not short. If you walk back at a fast pace, it will take more than an hour.

Jiang Xian walked back panting as he carried a bag of pastries, feeling more and more depressed the further he walked.

He is already 77!

He has to walk such a long way at such an old age!

If I had known I would drive a three-wheeled motorcycle here, I wouldn’t have to endure this.

Fortunately, not long after he started walking, he saw a motorcycle passing by. The owner of the motorcycle knew him and gave him a ride for a while. Otherwise, Jiang Xian would have been really furious.

Just when getting off the car, the owner asked about the live broadcast.

The Douya platform will push people who are live streaming nearby. The car owner also saw the live streaming last night. He praised An Jing for being a nice person and said that with her help, he would definitely be able to find Jiang Xian’s child.

Jiang Xian couldn't be angry, but he was also really annoyed, so he had to agree with a few words.

After arriving home, Grandma Yan was helping to pick green vegetables in the yard, and Qi Yue was tidying up things in the house.

Grandma Yan looked up and asked casually, "Doctor Jiang, why did you come back alone? Where's Xiao An? She's not with you?"

Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment before he realized, where is An Jing's car? Why isn't it parked on the road?

"Didn't she come back?"

Grandma Yan stood up with the dishes in her hand, a little surprised: "She didn't come back! Wasn't she with you?"

"It's broken!" Jiang Xian rushed into the house to look for his phone, yelling, "Where did this damn girl go?"

After the call was connected, Jiang Xian asked, "Where have you been? Why did you run away without even saying hello?"

An Jing was very annoyed: "I called you, but you didn't answer, didn't you?"

Jiang Xian felt guilty and said in a weaker tone: "Where did you go?"

An Jing couldn't make out a sentence or two, and said vaguely: "I have something to do, you find a place to rest, I will pick you up later."

"Do you need to pick me up? Don't you see what time it is? I'm already home!"

"Okay, then you guys clean up first, I'll be back later. Hang up."

Jiang Xian stared at the hung-up call, stunned for a moment, and shouted into the house in a bad mood: "Old lady, pack up slowly, I don't even know what time you're leaving."

On the other side, after An Jing hung up the phone, she followed the system prompts and walked in the direction she came from.

The environment here inexplicably made her feel uncomfortable and she became much more cautious.

There were fields on one side of the road and forests on the other. There was a bend not far away, but the mountain blocked her view. An Jing hadn't seen any human figures until she almost reached the bend.

However, just after turning the corner, I heard an angry curse.

An Jing didn't understand what was being said, but she could tell it wasn't something nice.

At first glance, three big men were dragging a woman towards them. The woman had obviously just been beaten up, her face was visibly red and swollen, her hair was disheveled, and her clothes were torn.

The man walking at the back was the one who had just cursed. He seemed to be extremely angry. He kicked the woman as he walked, still cursing.

The woman was like a wild wolf caught by a hunter. Even though she was at a disadvantage, she still refused to admit defeat. Her eyes were filled with bloodthirsty coldness, as if she would eat these people alive if she found an opportunity.

An Jing's appearance happened to meet her gaze, and she was immediately shocked by the hatred in her eyes.

She had never seen anyone with such a sinister and cruel look.

The other people also saw An Jing, and they froze for a moment, mumbling something to each other. Both sides were stunned for a while.

"No, let me ask you this! Didn't you detect this situation when you checked the mission object?"

An Jing simply wanted to bring out the system and give it a good beating; it was too unreliable!

The system also felt a little guilty: "Sorry, host, there is no monitoring here. I can only detect the real-time fluctuations of the various body values ​​of the task subject, and cannot detect the information of non-task subjects."

An Jing: "...You'd better pray that you're still just a system after I complete my mission."

At this moment, the woman in front suddenly shouted heartbreakingly: "Run!"

Two of the three looked at each other, left the woman behind and rushed over. An Jing immediately turned around and ran back.

Just as she turned around, the old woman who was kneeling on the ground had walked to a place not far behind An Jing.

No crutches, no hunchback.

The old woman looked at An Jing with a half-smile, then her face suddenly turned cold. She raised her hand and waved. Several middle-aged men behind her rushed towards An Jing with ropes in their hands.

"Tongzi, save me!"