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Chapter 1269 1289: What is the purpose (4)

According to the address Anthony gave, he took a taxi to a luxury villa in the suburbs of Los Angeles.

"It's here..." Xia Tong looked at the address on the phone and asked the driver to stop the car. She paid the fare and stared at the villa in the distance for a long time after getting off the car.

The villa is independent and stands by the lake. The lake is not big, just like an ordinary river, but the lake water is dark blue, very beautiful, sparkling under the moonlight.

The villa was brightly lit, and there were two burly American men standing at the gate. Xia Tong frowned and walked over. She originally thought that Anthony would be in Miami, but she didn't expect her to come here to meet.

"Who!?" The two strong men spoke English with menacing expressions. One of them had a scar on his face and tattoos on his body, much like people on the road.

"Xia Tong." She reported her name directly.

"Go in!" Apparently Anthony had told them. Hearing her name, the strong man immediately opened the door and beckoned her to go in.

Xia Tong grabbed his backpack tightly and strode into the villa.

The villa is not luxurious, but it is tidy and tidy. The sofa, fireplace, and wine cabinet in the living room are well-decorated and have a touch of classic charm.

There was no one in the hall, Xia Tong stood for a while, and suddenly two burly men appeared and walked towards her.

Xia Tong subconsciously took a step back, and two men came up in a few steps, grabbing her shoulders one by one.

"Where is Anthony? I want to see him!" Xia Tong stood still, unwilling to go forward.

"Let's go!" The two strong men dragged her away without mercy.

The physical strength of men and women is very different, let alone two sturdy men?They took Xia Tong to the basement without any effort.

The basement is located at the bottom of the villa, similar to a cellar, with bright lights inside and a very good exhaust system. Going down the stairs, you can see the whole basement clearly at a glance.

The basement is very empty, and there is no pillar supporting the space of hundreds of square meters. There are mainly some tools, and nothing else.

Xia Tong frowned, and saw that in the middle of the basement, Xia Zehao was tied behind his back to a chair. The man seemed to have been punched, and his slightly drooping face was bruised.

He closed his eyes and sat motionless on the chair. If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs of his chest that could tell he was breathing, people would think he was dead.

"Brother Hao!?" She exclaimed, and at the same time turned her head to see Anthony sitting on the sofa not far from Xia Zehao, who was drinking with a glass.

The dark red liquid in the wine glass was like blood, exuding a ghostly aura.

Anthony looked up at the woman's angry little face, waved his hand, and the two strong men understood, let her go immediately, and stood aside.

Xia Tong grabbed his backpack, walked down the stairs step by step, and then rushed to Xia Zehao, "Brother Hao? How are you!?..."

She squatted down and carefully inspected the bruises on his face. The left half of the man's cheek had turned blue-black. It could be seen that the striker was very strong, and the blood was already congested under the skin.

"Brother Hao!? Brother!?..." Seeing that he didn't respond, she shouted again and again.

After a long time, Xia Zehao finally moved. He snorted and raised his head slowly. His eyes were a little hazy, and it took him a while to see the woman's face clearly.

"Xia...Tong? Why are you here? Why are you here!?" He suddenly became anxious, looked sideways at Anthony on the sofa, and shouted, "Go, go! Go! He belongs to Han Yichen Man, he..."

(End of this chapter)