Evil Army Junior: Sir, please respect yourself

I found a restaurant directly, planning to have a meal first.

But as soon as she sat down in the restaurant, she received a call from home, and her expression changed instantly.

The two boys are missing!

Regardless of the scattered things, Jiang Zixing rushed out of the restaurant in a hurry...

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In the middle of the night in March, the temperature is still very cold, especially in such a secluded mountain valley, I always feel the wind is blowing on all sides, whistling reverberating, even though it is now the end of March, Jiang Zixing still feels very cold .

Because he learned from his family that the two boys were missing, Jiang Zixing panicked. Although Jiang Xuan used all his strength to track them down, Xin Yang also used his methods, but they couldn't find them for several days.

Today, when everyone went out to search, Jiang Zixing received a message saying that she should follow the instructions from the urban area to find the entire secluded mountain by herself.

It's not that Jiang Zixing never thought of giving Jiang Xuan a message, but every time she made a slight move, a warning message would come, as if everything about her had been understood.

In the end, Jiang Zixing had no choice but to go to the valley alone.

In the middle of the night, the surrounding area was pitch-black, and with the temperature drop in the middle of the night, there was an infiltrating aura permeating the surroundings.

After a few days, her otherwise well-proportioned body has visibly lost weight, and her delicate and fair face has also turned pale. No matter how you look at it, it seems that a lot of vicissitudes have changed.

However, those beautiful star eyes became clearer, and the heroic posture in the gestures of the feet was still fully revealed, more calm and gloomy than before.

Thinking about it, the disappearance of her son in the past few days has had too much impact on her.

In the silent night, the surroundings were quiet, but in this quiet and dark night, a flashlight was shining on the road on the trail.

That slender body walked briskly towards the depths of the mountain depression in the cold night.

However, the closer he got to the mountain depression, the more vigilant Jiang Zixing became. Until he reached a valley with a bamboo forest, Jiang Zixing finally saw a small bungalow.

At this time, the lights in the small foreign house were bright, but it was pitch black outside the door. However, the guardrail door was open, and no one was seen around.

It seemed that it was already prepared for her.

Jiang Zixing was still a little hesitant at first, but at this moment, two familiar crying sounds suddenly sounded in the small bungalow.

I don't know if they sensed their mother's arrival, but the two chubby babies who were offered as ancestors in the small bungalow suddenly cried miserably.

As soon as he heard the cry, Jiang Zixing was heartbroken, and he didn't care about any traps, so he ran towards the small bungalow.

"If you want to go in, sign this first." Just as Jiang Zixing was about to open the door to enter, he found that the door was locked. At this moment, a deep, hoarse male voice suddenly came from behind him.

It's hard to hear, like the sound made by pouring a lot of sand into the throat.

Hearing the sound, Jiang Zixing turned his head to look, only to find that there was a tall figure standing in the corner on the right hand side.

The dark night provided him with a good cover. If he hadn't made a sound, Jiang Zixing really didn't notice, maybe it was partly because of her anxiety.

The man stood in the darkness, making it difficult to see his appearance. With a movement of his hand, a document was thrown in front of Jiang Zixing.