Urban Evil Emperor

The train from Dalian arrived at the station at 06:30, and Tingdong arrived at [-]:[-].

I don't know why, Yunyun has been away for the past few days, he has been a little restless, he always feels like something is going to happen, but after thinking about it carefully, he feels that there is nothing wrong, everything is walking step by step.

The loan from the credit union has arrived yesterday, and the second knitting factory has started to organize production. There is even better news. Yingying came to the junior high school to tell him that according to her father, Xiangyang Road is likely to be changed to On the clothing street, those non-clothing stores and stalls should be withdrawn gradually.

In this case, the grocery store next to the small clothing store will not be able to keep it.

He has been coveting this grocery store for a long time, and his store will expand sooner or later. Merging this grocery store and opening up the two houses is the best choice, but the small store is also very good, he did not Can't tell people.

Well now, with this policy, it is only a matter of time before the grocery store leaves. I should seize the opportunity to talk to him, and I can spend more money if necessary. After all, it is not easy for him.

Tingdong was thinking about his own thoughts here, and before he knew it, the train was coming into the station, and passengers were coming out one after another.

It's not a holiday or peak tourist season, and there aren't many people on the bus, as can be seen from the flow of people leaving in twos and threes, so Tingdong is not worried about missing it, because he has already agreed when he left, he will pick up the station today .

The number of people leaving the station started in twos and threes, gradually increased, and then gradually decreased. Tingdong never found Yunyun's figure. He was a little anxious and would not change the train number. Xu Hua will also tell him through Yingying.

Now, he began to feel the importance of communication tools, so he must install two phones when he has time, one at home and one in the shop, otherwise, it would be too inconvenient.

The people had almost left, but Yunyun was still missing. He had some doubts, whether this girl was playing a prank on him, sneaked past on purpose, and then hid behind him to scare him. He looked back, disappointed, but still not .

He was very anxious, and if he didn't show up for a few minutes, he would go to the phone booth and call Xu Hua to find out what went wrong.

Just when he was about to give up, a few people appeared in his sight and caught his attention. To be precise, there should be seven people. Judging from their clothes, they were five men and two women. Among them, four men were in pairs. Each holds a woman.

The two women seemed to be seriously ill, and almost lost their autonomy. They were completely carried by the supporters. Both women's hair was loose and their faces could not be seen clearly, but judging from their attire, they were not very old.

The seven people were not walking fast, but they were slowly approaching.

When he was more than ten meters away from Tingdong, he found the problem, the shoes, the pair of sneakers dragging on the ground, Tingdong's face changed.

He was very familiar with that pair of shoes. He accompanied Yunyun to buy them at a shoe store opposite his small shop on Xiangyang Road on a Sunday at the end of March.

Looking further up, although the attire has changed, the figure will not change. He is too familiar with Yunyun's figure.

Tingdong's anger had reached its peak. Before a few people reached the exit, he flew in. The staff who were checking the tickets were startled. The man kicked to the ground and reached out to take Yunyun. He had already seen clearly that this woman was her Yunyun, whom he missed day and night.

Yunyun was already in a coma with her eyes closed.With his feet, he hooked the travel bag that was carried on the back of a man who was carrying Yunyun, gently put Yunyun's head on it, and calmly observed those people.

Surrounded by powerful enemies, he dared not be careless.

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