My next year A is a little trickster?

"Never mind him, we don't understand the circle of rich people. It's almost time for class, so hurry up and don't be late."

Saying that, the two girls trotted up.

Xia Qingzhe suddenly hooked his lips, and laughed contemptuously.

No matter what happened to An Zinuo, as long as he stopped disturbing his life, he could completely treat him as non-existent.

After one class, there were a lot of people discussing this matter in the classroom, it was difficult for Xia Qingzhe not to hear news about him.

"Look at the post! Shocking news!"

"The lord, Ran Yixin, came out and responded. It turns out that the family has already agreed to their marriage, and it seems that they are about to get engaged!"

"Then Ye An'an made such a fuss, isn't it a joke?! Clown behavior xswl!"

"Show me quickly, what did Ye Anan say again?"

"What else could it be? She's almost engaged, so what else can she say? What else can she do besides being mad at others?"

"Is she going crazy?"

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Such taunts were everywhere, Xia Qingzhe's ears ached, and he simply left the classroom.

I wanted to stay away from Dagua, but was approached by Dagua's rightful owner.

Looking at the text message on the mobile phone page, Xia Qingzhe frowned instantly, with a complicated expression on his face.

--What do you mean?

—what else could it mean?Literally chant.As you can see, I've found the person who kidnapped you 11 years ago, and I'll have to give you something in exchange for more information.

Xia Qingzhe stared at the text message for a long time, his deep eyes were darkened without a trace of light.

An Zinuo had no class today, standing in front of the French windows on the second floor of his home, staring at the garden downstairs through the window, seemed to be in a good mood.

It took a long time before I saw the message from Xia Qingzhe.

--what do you want?

A few short words are enough to make his face show the meaning of success.

He knew that the kidnapping incident 11 years ago had always been a hurdle in Xia Qingzhe's heart. He had always wanted to find those two people. There is no progress at all, but he will not give up easily.

—Brother knows what I want.

Xia Qingzhe refused without hesitation.

--impossible!Even if you won't tell me, I'll find out myself.

--Yeah?What did you find out in the past 11 years?

An Zinuo's sarcasm made Xia Qingzhe feel very upset, even though he certainly had a bargaining chip in his hand that was enough to tempt him, he still wouldn't trade himself for it - this An Zinuo underestimated him.

——You should pay more attention to your own affairs, and stop meddling in my affairs.

An Zinuo knew what he meant by "one's own business", so he said something inexplicably.

--how?Jealousy?

This text message was sent, but the other party didn't even read it, and didn't reply directly.

He agreed to be with Ran Yixin in front of Xia Qingzhe yesterday, just to test Xia Qingzhe's attitude towards him, the result was as expected, and it was also the result he least wanted to see.

Xia Qingzhe's expression was terribly calm, let alone made him jealous.

People who have liked for more than ten years say to let go, can't let go, don't let go, and don't know how to make the other party belong to me. The harder I think, the more it runs counter to the effect.

The other party hates himself even more.

This is really an unsolvable question.

A gust of wind suddenly blew up outside the window, pouring into the open floor-to-ceiling windows, blowing the curtains up, An Zinuo felt a rare coolness, his eyes darkened when he looked at the swaying flowers in the garden, and fell into deep thought.

When he came back to his senses, the wind had stopped.

At that time, he was thinking that it would be great if his admiration for him could stop at will like the wind.

After turning away from the French windows, he drove to an abandoned building.

There are six floors in this building, the top floor has collapsed, the white plastered walls are very blackened, and the old water on the walls left dirty and unsightly stains, which have been abandoned for more than ten years , because it is in a remote area, there is no developer to develop it.

If Xia Qingzhe was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this place. He will never forget the abuse and fear he received here in his entire life.

An Zinuo got out of the car and walked through the weeds growing everywhere around the abandoned building. As soon as he stepped into the abandoned building, someone came out to meet him.

The person who came was a beta in his 40s, with a hideous scar at the corner of his eye, his face was wrinkled when he was serious, and looked a bit perverted, he bowed down and said hello to An Zinuo respectfully, "Master An. "

An Zinuo nodded, "Well, where are those two?"

"On the second floor."

When An Zinuo came to the second floor, the two men in their 40s were kneeling on the ground, crying and begging for mercy to the two guards in front of them.

When An Zinuo came, the two sweaters bowed respectfully to him.

Obviously the person who came here looked like a gentle and noble son, but there was a cold light in those light blue eyes that was more penetrating than anyone else here.

As they approached the two of them, the sound of leather shoes stamping on the ground was accompanied by an empty echo, which was particularly harsh in this dilapidated building.

The two men felt the invisible coercion from An Zinuo, subconsciously shook their heads and backed away.

An Zinuo said to the people behind him expressionlessly, "You guys go out first."

After the others went out, only he and the two people who fell on the ground were left, and he slowly approached them again.

Those two people retreated into the corner next to each other, and there was no way to retreat. The fear in their eyes gradually spread to their entire faces.

"Please, please spare us! We don't know anything! We haven't done anything harmful! I beg you, my lord, has a lot, please let us go!"

While begging for mercy, the man crawled close to An Zinuo, kowtowing to him non-stop, saying that he was just an innocent ordinary person who had done nothing.

"Oh?" An Zinuo slowly squatted down, staring at them from a high position, the contempt and hatred in his eyes were not concealed at all, "You just said..." In the middle of the sentence, he sneered, and then continued. , "Didn't you do anything harmful?!"

"Yes... yes! I beg you to let us go! We are old and young, and the whole family is counting on us!"

"fart!"

The deafening words were filled with hatred and anger, and the volume was so loud that the two men shut up immediately, and the three people outside frowned slightly when they heard the movement.

"Haven't done anything? Huh?" Asked, An Zinuo got up and glanced around, and every word he uttered was like a demon with an invisible threat, "Are you familiar with this place? This corner of your home, haven't you forgotten?"

The two men trembled in fear, their lips trembled until they couldn't speak clearly, "We...don't...don't know what you're talking about! We haven't been here before, please let us go back, please!"

"Then it seems that I still need to remember it for you?" As soon as the words finished, the corners of An Zinuo's mouth curled up, thinking he was smiling very kindly, "Then I will show kindness and remember it for you?"

The two men didn't know what he was going to do, but their instincts told them that what happened next was never a good thing.

Seeing An Zinuo turn around and walk to the other corner, the two of them got up abruptly and ran towards An Zinuo together as if knowing what to do, preparing to attack him from behind.

— bam —

The violent sound shook the eardrums, and the sting was so painful that it made one's scalp numb. The moment An Zinuo turned around, a few traces of blood were stained on his delicate face. The glaring blood red was incompatible with his fair skin.

The person in front of him fell down instantly.

He smiled and looked at the other man, "What about now? Do you remember?"

The man looked at the iron pipe in his hand. The iron-red rust was soaked in bright red blood, dripping down the pipe and onto the dusty ground.

He never expected that An Zinuo would strike such a ruthless blow. His companion had already been knocked out with a stick, and the fear in his heart stimulated his nervous system, putting him in a state of extreme stress.

"I...I remembered! I remembered!" The man cried and knelt down to hug his thigh, his hands shaking while grabbing his trousers, "Please let me go, I won't dare again! "

An Zinuo gave him a warning look, and said word by word, "Get your dirty hands off!"

The man immediately put his hand on it and kowtowed non-stop. The sound of his forehead hitting the ground echoed in the entire abandoned room, and blood stains appeared after a while.

It's a pity that An Zinuo didn't take it seriously at all. When he thought that this person in front of him had hurt Xia Qingzhe, he hated him so much that he wished he could die with a single shot.

But now he doesn't want to end it so simply.

He couldn't let the two of them die so happily, no matter what, he would have to torture his life to the point where he could justify spending so much energy looking for these two people.

Now, seeing him kowtow to admit his mistakes like a beast without dignity, begging himself to let him go, the fear and panic in his eyes made him feel a little excited.

With such an expression, he wants to see more!

Just thinking about how to torture the two of them, the blood in An Zinuo's body began to boil, and his emotions were so high that they became excited.

"Let you go?" An Zinuo threw away the heavy iron pipe in his hand, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped his blood-stained hands little by little, but no matter how much he wiped, there was still a trace of red , Xu lost his patience, and his face darkened in an instant.

"That child begged you for mercy, didn't he?" Having said that, An Zinuo squatted down in front of the man again, his domineering face almost approaching the man's face.

The strong oppression at close range made the man couldn't help but retreat, but he seemed to be suppressed by an invisible mysterious force. He couldn't move his feet no matter what, and he didn't dare to move when he sat on the spot.