Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

"Young master, we just looked through the video of Miss Ye's villa and didn't see any suspicious place," Ma Zai put a pile of printed photos on the table and opened the first page, "However, when we found that four days ago, late at night... At more than 23:00 p.m. the day miss ye went back, we saw a suspicious silver Bugatti under a tree at the entrance of the villa."

The Oriental view of the world looked down, the black and white prints printed, the dim street lights blurred, and a tall wooden tree under the Wutong tree, a car parked in the shadow, and it was not clear.

"So we went to the security room, re transferred the video, printed some photos, looked up the registration records at that time, and we found..."

The horse paused when he said this.

"Say!" Sen Han's oppressive male voice has a very strong Sen, and one word is frightening.

"We investigated the license plate number... And found that the owner of the car was..." Ma Zi hesitated for a second. "It's Lu Yunshen's car, Lu Jingshen's brother..."

Dongfang Shijin measured his side head, "so where is Ye Qingcheng now?"

"We followed Bugatti's direction, searched the traffic network of S City, and finally locked it. Bugatti was..." of course, Ma Zi knew that saying the following words would annoy Dongfang Shijin, and it would be another bloody storm.

The black eyes of Dongfang Shijin stared at him closely.

The horse boy took a deep breath and said the following words, "Bugatti finally stopped at the shore of the seashore of s city. There is a real-time wooden ship in the name of transporting red wine and wood. In fact, it is illegally transporting some drugs and... Traded women, such as... Prostitutes."

“……”

"The direction of the cargo ship is in an alley on the seashore. It goes in the alley... It is the underground trading black market in s city. It is said that a few days ago, someone saw a very beautiful woman being held down from the ship, and someone saw Lu Yunshen take a check and leave..."

A burst of suffocating anger rushed to the heart of Dongfang Shijin. His pupils contracted slightly, and the knuckles of his fingers on the armrest of the sofa were green, "do you want to tell me that she was auctioned?"

Inexplicably, in the mind of Dongfang Shijin, it suddenly emerged that ye Qingcheng was placed on the high platform as a commodity, and then below was a noisy crowd shouting. Their eyes were men's desires

Ye Qingcheng was pulled and torn by them

The sky of Dongfang Shijin seems to be thundered by the clear sky. There are leaping flames in his pupils, which is as cruel as the wild wolves of morihara.

"Get the fuck out of here!"

He wants to see who dares to auction his woman!

Who dares to tie Ye Qingcheng away!

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