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A high-end club.

Liang Meizhen and Huang Mingkun did not return home, and went straight to find Liao Haicheng.

The two were tortured for several days. At the moment, like the refugees, they were stinky and their faces were pale. They were stopped by the two black bodyguards when they arrived at the door.

"who!"

"I! I am Liang Meizhen! We have very important things to find Mr. Liao!" Liang Meiqi eagerly opened.

"Liang Meizhen? How do you make this?" The bodyguard recognized the two, revealing a disdainful look.

"We were kidnapped! It was hard to escape!"

"Kidnapping?"

- "Who is outside?"

At this moment, a man’s low voice came from the room.

"Mr. Liao, Miss Liang and Mr. Huang!"

"Let them come in."

"Yes!"

After hearing the voice of Liao Haicheng, the bodyguard brought Liang Meizhen to Huang Mingkun.

On a black sofa, a man of fifty or sixty years old, holding a cigar in his mouth, was sitting there leisurely.

"What happened?" Liao Haicheng looked at the two.

Liang Meizhen immediately added oil and vinegar to say all the things through.

The assistant at the side of Liao Haicheng heard a brow and said, "Oh, that little girl, I just went to Yao Jiawen's studio a few days ago and smashed the scene. Mr. Liao has already sent someone to call to warn.

However, I did not expect that the courage of the little girl was bigger than we thought, and even tied both of you directly. ”

"What? The little monk also went to the studio to make trouble?"

Huang Mingkun hurriedly said to Liao Haicheng, "Not only that, the little monk also sent someone to set up our confession! Mr. Liao, that little monk, absolutely can't warn it! Even now our confession falls on her. In the hands, if they wait for the court to win the lawsuit, then the company will fall into their hands..."

Liao Haicheng’s assistant heard the words and looked at Liang Meizhen and Huang Mingkun in a cold manner. “Mr. Liao does things, do you still need to teach?”

Huang Mingkun scared his face and shook his face. "Of course not. Of course, no need, Mr. Liao, who are you, the little monk is just an ant, you can pinch her with your fingers!"

At this time, Liao Haicheng’s cell phone suddenly rang, and it was a strange number.

"Say."

Liao Haicheng connected the phone and opened his face without expression.

"Liao Haicheng, I don't know your son Liao Jiaxuan... Where is the man now?" On the phone, a lazy smile came from the woman.

As the woman’s voice fell, Liao Haicheng’s brow was a glimpse of what it seemed to be, so she shook the phone and looked at the assistant next to her: “Family.”

Hearing, the assistant said: "The young master of the family did not know where to go. He had already contacted before, but the phone was turned off..."

"what……"

Immediately, Liao Haicheng’s face changed suddenly. As the leader of the Hung Hing Club, Liao Haicheng immediately understood the meaning of the phone. I was afraid that Liao’s family would fall in the hands of others...

"What do you want."

Liao Haicheng picked up the phone and there was a hint of anger.

"Oh... Liao Haicheng... Your son Liao Jiayu is in my hands now... I hope..."

However, it was not yet possible for Ye Hao to finish the conversation. A scream came from the rear, and Ye Hao was also shocked.

"Ah... don't fight... wow... help! Dad, save me, I am going to die... ah ah..."

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