Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

After getting in the car, Song Yanhe sat opposite Nie Qingyue, wearing an elegant dress and elegant glasses, staring at him without blinking.

"Three chapters of agreement, when it's just the two of us in the future, don't wear these glasses." Nie Qingyue found a sunglasses case from the storage box in the car and threw it to him, "Pack it up and pack it up."

Song Yanhe pursed his lips and smiled, took off his glasses, put them into the mirror case, and tapped on the mirror case with his slender fingers, "Do you know what I saw when I looked at you?"

"I don't know." Nie Qingyue replied angrily.

Who can be in a good mood when someone sees blood pressure, heartbeat, respiratory rate, or even psychological prediction?It's almost like sitting across from a mobile X-ray machine.

Song Yanhe just smiled and said nothing.

"Say, what did you see?"

"Secret." Song Yanhe's smile deepened, and the corners of his eyes and brows had an indescribably romantic expression.

"You don't want to say you still ask me?" Don't say it!Sooner or later, let him gather the team members of the R&D department to make a similar one!

"There are three chapters in the agreement, but what other rules are there?"

"The second rule is that you can't say half of what you say!"

"Okay, is there any more?"

"It's gone for now, let's talk about it when I think about it."

The vehicle was running smoothly, and it would take more than half an hour to reach the hotel without accident.Nie Qingyue got up and stepped over to Song Yanhe's side, sat down next to him, leaned on the back of the comfortable chair, closed his eyes and meditated.Lying down for a while, turning his head to the side and opening his eyes, he met Song Yanhe's gaze again.

The corners of Nie Qingyue's lips curled up involuntarily, "You like to see me so much?"

Song Yanhe raised his eyebrows, responded with a soft "um", pointed his fingertips towards Nie Qingyue's chest, pulled out the magic talisman, and injected some spiritual power.The talisman glowed brighter, and the radiant runes on it seemed to jump out of the surface of the talisman.Song Yanhe pointed his fingertips towards Nie Qingyue's heart again, and the talisman disappeared without a trace.

Nie Qingyue watched his movements, and felt that the Taoist talisman was warm and comfortable when it sank into his chest.

"Are you playing a Gu on me, the kind you can't live without forever?"

Song Yanhe glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, "Nonsense, that's not what the righteous way is doing."

"Yo, you're still right." Nie Qingyue said lazily, closing his eyes and tentatively half-truthfully, "Then why do I feel like I can't do without you?"

Song Yanhe smiled and said, "It seems that you are not on the right path."

"How to say?"

"I also feel that I was bewitched by you."

The convoy gradually approached the hotel.Wang Daqiao was in the front row holding a walkie-talkie to communicate with the scene.

"Boss, Zhao Ling hasn't arrived at the venue yet, but today there are many reporters and policemen, more than we expected. Our people are collecting where the media and troops are present, trying to control the scene."

"Yeah." Nie Qingyue narrowed his eyes slightly, and regained his expression of killing Yin Yin, "Check where Zhao Ling is."

The driver leaned forward to identify the license plate of the car in front, "Boss, the car in front seems to belong to the Zhao family."

Wang Daqiao also leaned over to look, and compared the form in his hand, "It's the Zhao family's car, follow it." Then he picked up the walkie-talkie, "The target appears, everyone be vigilant, and act when you see me. .”

Several cars of the Zhao family drove slowly into the parking lot dedicated to VIPs. Compared with the hotel's main entrance, the place was much deserted, which caught Nie Qingyue's heart.

Nie Qingyue's car stopped not far from the Zhao family motorcade.

Zhao Ling opened the car door and got out, saying hello to the inside of the car. The other door also opened from the inside, and a young man in a white dress came out, with a thin chin and almond eyes bulging at the end of his eyes.With just one action of opening the door and getting off the car, Song Yanhe could tell at a glance that it was transformed by a fox demon.

Nie Qingyue cast him a questioning look.

Song Yanhe nodded, "It's him."

Hearing this, Wang Daqiao immediately opened the car door, and shouted unhurriedly behind the two of them, "Mr. Zhao, please stay."

Several bodyguards of Zhao's family were apprehensive when they saw Nie Qingyue's car coming up, but when they saw Wang Daqiao getting out of the car to keep people there, some of the bodyguards immediately stood in front of Zhao Ling, reaching into their suits to draw their guns.

Zhao Ling looked back and saw that it was Wang Daqiao. He was startled, and whispered something to the boy in white. After listening to the boy, the boy immediately turned his gaze to Wang Daqiao. A sternness flashed in his eyes. He drove the bodyguard, stood facing Wang Daqiao, and put one hand in his trouser pocket.

"You were the one who let Qi Weifeng go?" Wang Daqiao took a few steps forward, and there was less than five meters away from the boy in white.

Before the boy could answer, Nie Qingyue and Song Yanhe also got out of the car and walked to Wang Daqiao.

The young man in white only glanced at the two of them, and was about to speak when he suddenly stared fixedly at Song Yanhe a few more times.

Song Yanhe was wondering if it would be bad to go down to Yunshan to capture the golden formation in front of so many people, and his spiritual power had not yet fully recovered, so he gave Nie Qingyue a few points, so even if he set up a formation right now, he was not sure that he would be able to trap him This little fox.Song Yanhe habitually put his index finger and middle finger together, and then bent them to rub against his thumb—this was his habitual action when he hesitated.

The boy in white lowered his head and looked at Song Yanhe's white right hand that was exposed under the cuff of his black dress, making this movement. His eyes suddenly widened, and his face looked like he had seen a ghost. ran away.

Wang Daqiao was the closest to him, but he didn't expect the boy in white to be so fast. He shouted, "Grab him!" and chased after him in the direction of the boy in white.

Seeing the boy in white running away, Nie Qingyue's first reaction was that he must have a guilty conscience, so he also shouted, "Chasing!" and followed Wang Daqiao to catch up.

Song Yanhe originally wanted to chase after him, but his body is really not suitable for running today, so he had to give up.

In an instant, only Zhao Ling, Song Yanhe, and their bodyguards were left in the parking lot where a group of people were tensely confronting just now.

Wang Daqiao left five bodyguards with excellent skills and light weapons for Song Yanhe, which was more than enough to deal with the seven or eight bodyguards around Zhao Ling.On the contrary, the bodyguards around Zhao Ling knew that they were no match, so they slowly narrowed the circle of protection, and stood in front of Zhao Ling by mistake.

The spring night wind was still a bit chilly, and Zhao Ling was in a mess in the wind wearing a thin dress.

The boy in white running like this is tantamount to admitting that he is ashamed of Nie Qingyue. If Zhao Ling leaves, he will probably be captured by Song Yanhe's bodyguards immediately. If he doesn't leave, he might just stand there and wait for his father's rescue.

You have to endure the cold.Zhao Ling made up his mind, it would be better to keep fighting until his father got the news to save him than to be kidnapped by Nie Qingyue's bodyguards again.

A crimson Ghost was sandwiched between two Audi SUVs and slowly drove into the parking lot.As if trying to avoid suspicion, they stopped further away from Zhao and Nie's convoy.

The nearest elevator in the VIP parking lot is not far from the entrance. The person getting off the car was wearing a black coat and had to pass by Zhao Ling and Song Yanhe under the escort of the bodyguards. He suddenly let out a "huh" and stopped. .

"Mr. Song?" The joy and surprise could not be concealed in his tone, "It's really you!"

The person who came was Chen Mu.

Chen Mu looked at Song Yanhe happily, "Why did Mr. Song remember that he changed his hairstyle? I almost didn't recognize it from the back. Oh, I don't mean to offend you. This hairstyle is also very suitable for you. It looks very good. It is similar to before. It's a different style than that."

While talking, he took a few steps closer, "I haven't seen Mr. Song wearing glasses before, and it fits very well with this short hair style. Your designer is great, can you introduce it to me so that I can have a chance to transform it? "

Chen Mu was in his early thirties, and his facial features were not as sharp and handsome as Nie Qingyue's, but they were also refreshing.In addition, he has a mature and elegant temperament. He studied in the UK in his early years, and even his gestures have the style of a British gentleman, which adds a bit of charm.

It was at the entrance of the parking lot that Song Yanhe only received the feedback of his identity through the earphones through the glasses, but Chen Mu's enthusiasm did not seem to be fake, and he probably did not come to rescue Zhao Ling.

Song Yanhe said out of politeness, "Thank you, I'll ask someone to give you the contact information of that stylist later."

Song Yanhe's bodyguards did not stop Chen Mu from approaching.They have all met Chen Mu, and Chen Mu is famous on the road for only talking about business and not black and white, so he hardly poses any threat to the few bodyguards left by Wang Daqiao.In addition, Chen Mu's four bodyguards were all familiar faces. They were said to be bodyguards, but in fact they also worked part-time as drivers, assistants, etc. No matter in terms of skill or means, they were not able to compete with Wang Daqiao's people.

Seeing the two of them exchanging familiar and intimate greetings, Zhao Ling's face turned pale and his heart was ashamed. One Nie Qingyue is not enough, here comes another Chen Mu? !Didn't Chen Mu never wade in these muddy waters?Where did you sing today?

Chen Mu smiled as if he hadn't seen anyone else, "Mr. Song, why don't you wear a coat? It's windy here and you'll catch a cold. Let's go upstairs."

Song Yanhe was wearing another three-piece dress, and a vest inside was still very useful, and he didn't feel too cold, so he said politely, "It's okay, I still have to wait for someone, you go up first, don't worry about it."

Only then did Chen Mu look at the dozen or so bodyguards around him and Zhao Ling on the opposite side, and smiled wryly at Song Yanhe, "Mr. Song is always so polite to me, I don't even have a chance to serve you. Since you want Waiting for someone, I'll just stay here and have a few words with you, so that you won't be bored while waiting for someone. Are you waiting for Mr. Nie?"

Song Yanhe thought this kind of scene is boring?Answer truthfully, "I am waiting for Mr. Nie."

Chen Mu sighed, "Boss Nie is so busy with his affairs that he asked you to wait for him in such thin clothes." Then, he took off his long windbreaker and was about to put it on Song Yanhe's shoulders.

Song Yanhe took a step back indiscriminately, and stretched out his hand to stop him, "No need, I'm really not cold, I appreciate your kindness, thank you."

Chen Mu didn't feel embarrassed, smiled and naturally took back his coat and put it on, but changed the direction to block the wind blowing towards Song Yanhe.

"Is Mr. Song still looking at home appliances? Why didn't you call me? The store wants to buy a batch of new smart home appliances, and I'm not sure. Can you send them to your house and ask Mr. Song to try them out for me?"

"I'm not looking at it, well, I probably won't need it in the future. Thank you for your kindness, Yeliangfenghan, you go up first, and I will go later."

Chen Mu hit a snag again, but he didn't have any intention of retreating. With a wave of his hand, the assistant handed over a beautiful booklet.

"Come on, Mr. Song, these are the collections for tonight's auction. I am very interested in some of them. Please help me palm my eyes."

"I'm actually not very..." Song Yanhe wanted to find an excuse to thank him, but suddenly saw a crock pot whose design and color were almost invisible on the catalog page of the exquisite picture book.

Song Yanhe raised his hand and touched the touch device on the edge of the frame, and the data collection and analysis results came from the earphone soon.

"Sight target locked."

"The antique collection database is not included."

"Recently unearthed cultural relics database is not included."

"The treasure collection database is not included."

"The target is suspected to be an antique product."

Hearing this result, Song Yanhe shook his head in doubt, took off his glasses and held them between his fingers, took the album and looked at it carefully.

The earthen jar is gray and yellow, and the age cannot be distinguished. The lid on the top is slightly damaged, and the body of the jar is also slightly cracked.Such a thing, even at that time, was only used by small households in the daily life. It has no artistic beauty, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false, so it has little collection value.If it is really an object of the age introduced in the atlas, it is the biggest miracle that it can be preserved to this day.

Song Yanhe couldn't say why he looked at it twice, but he felt that it looked familiar.But such a rough product, he never used it when he was in Wuliang Mountain.Wuliang Mountain is the number one sect in the world of cultivating immortals. Many dignitaries and dignitaries rushed to donate money to build temples to solve disasters and protect safety. Song Yanhegui is the head of the sect.

Where was this shabby little crock seen before?I don't know if the grayish yellow on it can't be wiped off, or the staff doesn't bother to clean it carefully?Song Yanhe might be able to remember it if he cleaned it up.

"Mr. Song, which one do you think is worth selling?" Chen Mu approached with great interest, and stood shoulder to shoulder with Song Yanhe, looking at the album in his hand, "I am most optimistic about this porcelain plate, the pattern is so beautiful Yes, tonight is estimated to be the highest price in the auction, and I don’t know who will get it in the end.”

Chen Mu himself is very interested in antique collection, and he is also a businessman. Buying and selling a few desirable antiques is also one of his hobbies. He said that he does not know who will get this porcelain plate, but in fact he has already made up his mind. The idea is to keep it in the bag.

Song Yanhe replied lightly, "Mm, Mr. Chen has a good eye."

Chen Mu was meticulous, and saw that Song Yanhe was absent-minded, so he asked softly, "Which one does Mr. Song like? Let me know in advance, so as not to waste a lot of money like last time."

Song Yanhe raised the album and pointed, "What is the origin of this thing?"

Chen Mu looked down and laughed dryly, "Mr. Song likes this kind?"

It was just a small gray-yellow earthen jar, which was probably used by farmers to hold water from the size, not much bigger than a rice bowl.If it hadn't appeared in this kind of auction occasion, it would be hard to believe that it was an antique.When Chen Mu was flipping through the album before, he almost flipped it over without giving it a share. Now he couldn't help but look at it a few more times, and almost saw a hole in the album. He couldn't figure out how such a small earthen jar got Song Yanhe's favor. of.

Chen Mu said with a smile, "Mr. Song really likes this? Well, maybe it should be a good thing to restore its original appearance. The texture is simple, gentle and low-key. It can be brought here for auction. There is a story to tell." Not sure, the value of the collection is not only the item itself, but the story behind it is also a factor that greatly affects the value." Chen Mu patiently searched for words to describe it, but this earthen jar is too ordinary, there is really nothing remarkable about it , he also felt a little strenuous.

"Hey, my brother is here." Chen Mu looked at the shiny volcanic yellow McLaren sports car driving into the parking lot, and waved.

The sports car drove to a stop in front of several people, followed by several Audi SUVs that also stopped slowly behind.

A tall man got out of the sports car, with short hair on both sides of the ears and longer hair in the middle, combed back obliquely into a big back, wearing a silk shirt and cropped slacks with a few buttons unbuttoned.The appearance is somewhat similar to Chen Muzhen, but younger and more arrogant.

"Chen Yang, why are you dressed like this?" Chen Mu's usual gentle smile also cooled down a bit, "There will be reporters later, go and change."

"Understood, I will change it later." Chen Yang lazily replied with one arm around a coquettish woman who got off the car.

Chen Mu and Chen Yang have the same father and half mother. This is nothing new in wealthy families, especially families with underworld backgrounds. The two are not as close as brothers, but Chen Yang still has to respectfully call Chen Mu brother. In front of him, Chen Mu gave him pointers and even reprimanded him, but he had to obey obediently.

Chen Yang saw Zhao Ling standing on the other side, and felt a little vigilant. Seeing Song Yanhe standing here with a strange face, he put his arms around the woman's waist and walked a few steps closer, "This is...?"

Chen Mu patted Song Yanhe's shoulder naturally, "This is Song Yanhe, Mr. Song."

With the slightly dim light in the parking lot, Chen Yang saw the Maybach behind them, then looked up at the bodyguards around Song Yanhe, threw the cigarette in his hand, and pointed at Song Yanhe, "Take it! "

Zhao Ling cheered loudly from the bottom of his heart, yeah!Finally saved!Chen Yang came in time than his own father!Nie Qingyue tied up Chen Yang's cousin, now he hit the gunpoint!Although Chen Yang can't do anything to Nie Qingyue himself, it's more than enough to deal with these few!

"Chen Yang!" Chen Mu took a few steps forward and raised his hand to block Song Yanhe, looking at his younger brother, "Mr. Song is my friend."

Chen Yang stared at Song Yanhe viciously, gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "Brother, this is Nie Qingyue's man."

Chen Mu also lowered his voice, "I know. But he has nothing to do with that matter."

Chen Yang looked at him with unbelievable and incomprehensible eyes, "Brother, it's okay, that's also Nie Qingyue's."

After all, he was born by a father, doesn't his brother know the rules of Taoism?Speaking of which, his cousin had nothing to do with the disappearance of Nie Qingyue's younger brother. Didn't Nie Qingyue also get kidnapped for several days?

Chen Mu emphasized, "Mr. Song is my good friend, you can't touch him."

Chen Yang gritted his teeth in a muffled voice, his eyes wandered between Song Yanhe, Chen Mu, and Zhao Ling, and finally said, "Brother, no, there are so many people watching today, I let him go, and I can't get along in the future." gone."

Saying that, he waved his hand, "Take it!"

A dozen bodyguards behind him immediately surrounded Song Yanhe, and some of them who thought they were good at skills had already started fighting with Song Yanhe's bodyguards.

Zhao Ling found a chance to get into the car, patted the back of the driver's seat and shouted anxiously, "Drive, drive! Go, go, go!"

Chen Yang brought more than a dozen bodyguards, and relying on the large number of people, he subdued the five bodyguards around Song Yanhe in a short while.Those bodyguards were instructed by Wang Daqiao not to hold guns unless it was absolutely necessary, so they kept their strength and struggled, preparing to wait and see what happened.

"Stop everything! I'm going to rebel against you! Chen Yang!"

Chen Yang's two bodyguards didn't seem to have heard of Chen Mu's order, and rushed towards Song Yanhe to press him on the car hood. Wearing glasses, easily carried behind his back.

Two more bodyguards came up.

The four surrounded Song Yanhe, and there was almost no room left for them to move. Song Yanhe raised his leg seemingly lightly, and hit the knees of the two with thunderous force. The four of Gao's two bodyguards fell to the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, Chen Yang's face darkened, he let go of the enchanting woman in his arms, took out a gun from his waist, and pointed it at the head of Nie Qingyue's bodyguard who was closest to him, "Who are you?"

Song Yanhe turned around and stood still, facing Chen Yang and replied in a calm manner, "I'm going down to Song Yanhe."