Refused to marry a wealthy family: training billionaire tycoons

Chapter 302 What a pity
The luxury car was running wildly on the road at a speed of more than [-] kilometers per hour.

Speeding along the red light as nothing, causing their car to be followed by several police cars with sirens.

Moreover, as the driving distance increases, new police cars are constantly added...

There were non-stop sounds of brakes and collisions all around. Although no traffic accidents were caused, this desperate speeding has seriously affected the traffic.

Even so, Sikong Jingqiu kept urging Butler Li to speed up the car.

Just like acting in a gangster movie, several cars are chasing each other and speeding along the road...

It took them only 10 minutes to drive from the original four to ten minutes, and the car was soaring.

As soon as the car stopped in front of Yi Zhentian's villa, Sikong Jingqiu immediately unfastened his seat belt and opened the car door without saying a word.

Butler Li and the accompanying servants also got out of the car and divided into two parts, one part went to deal with the police car that came later, and the other part rushed into the villa quickly.

Butler Li carried Sikong Jingqiu into the wheelchair, pushed him and rushed into the villa.

Because of the sound of police sirens and the fact that there were still reporters outside the villa, Yi Zhentian's subordinates did not dare to be too presumptuous, and they entered... into the villa very smoothly.

While rushing in, Sikong Jingqiu roared sharply, "Where is Song Haiyue?!"

The scene was silent, and no one answered him.

"Where is Song Haiyue?!" Sikong Jingqiu asked again.

Still no one answered him.

Knowing that there would be no results if he continued to ask, Sikong Jingqiu stopped asking them, and directly ordered the people he brought, "Go upstairs and search one by one, even if you dig three feet, you must Find out Song Haiyue for me!"

Hearing the order, the people who followed Sikong Jingqiu rushed to the second floor immediately.

However, before they reached the stairs, they were surrounded by men in black rushing from every corner of the hall!

The two sides were deadlocked in the living room, no one would let the other, pushing and arguing.

For a while, the living room was in chaos like a vegetable market.

Sikong Jingqiu had no time to pay attention to them, he wanted to stand up and go upstairs to have a look, but his legs couldn't stand at all, he violently swung his fist and smashed a vase beside him, blood was flowing.

"Kangdang—wow—"

The loud noise caught the attention of the noisy crowd, and they turned their heads unanimously, staring at the broken tiles on the floor, all stunned.

Sikong Jingqiu glared at them, and roared furiously, "Butler Li, go out and invite the policemen from outside! See if they dare to stop you!"

After receiving the order, Steward Li turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Just before Steward Li stepped over the threshold, someone in the crowd suddenly said, "Song Haiyue is in the third room on the second floor."

"Butler Li!"

Sikong Jingqiu just yelled like this, and Steward Li already understood what he was going to say, and immediately carried Sikong Jingqiu up to the second floor with a wheelchair and a person, and came to the door of the room that the person mentioned just now.

Without any thought, Sikong Jingqiu stretched out his hand, intending to open the door.

After twisting hard for a long time, there was no way to open it——

The door was locked from the inside and couldn't be opened at all.

Sikong Jingqiu was so anxious that he was sweating. He slammed on the door vigorously, shouting, "Haiyue! I know you are inside, open the door!"

Nothing happens—

No one came to open the door, and there was no sound from the room...

Do not!
there's noise!
He seemed to hear Haiyue's weak cry for help, intermittently coming from the room——

Yunyan...please...don't treat my child...the ambulance...

Sikong Jingqiu's whole body froze, and his heart tightened suddenly.

He stopped beating, and while turning the wheelchair back, he ordered the people who followed, "Break the door open immediately!"

Without any hesitation, those people immediately started banging on the door.

bang-bang-bang-

Sikong Jingqiu stared fixedly at the door, his hands were tightly gripping the wheelchair, his knuckles were turning white, his chest seemed to be hung with a bucket, he was throbbing.

(End of this chapter)