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220 The bones are very hard

The people in the West District pulled the curtains tightly, not daring to pay attention to the situation on the street, but some of them were brave enough to take advantage of the chaotic fight to find something to eat, and even use the cover of the night to do some evil things. Anyway, no one cares about it.

Qing Xiran brought more than a hundred people this time. In addition to the ten plainclothes guards in the secret, Qu Yang also brought a group of people from the Times Base to drive behind Qing Xiran's RV.

In addition, the team of Tan Shi's Zibao Ai team knew that Qing Xiran was the master of the Times Base, so they volunteered to listen to Qu Yang's arrangements and dispatched dozens of strong people to accompany Qing Xiran into the western area.

Nowadays, those who know the Times Base understand that if you have a good relationship with Times Base, at least in terms of medicine, you don’t need to worry about it.

At this time, outside the West District Security Inspection Bureau, Qing Xiran ordered the secret sick to park the car without paying attention to those who were fighting on several nearby streets. He just waited for Gu Yu to find the child out of the Security Inspection Bureau.

In the night, a group of about a hundred people were waiting quietly, waiting for Qing to return to his mother's arms one by one.

Half an hour later, the sound of fighting and gunfire inside stopped, and the battle around had come to an end. Qing Xiran was sitting in the RV, but her heart was cold little by little.

At this time, Gu Yu should have called her, but he did not. The West District Security Bureau had been quiet for a while, and no movement came from it. What did it prove?

The child has not been found yet.

In the RV, the secret sick in the driver's seat turned around and looked at Qing Xiran who was sitting quietly on the sand. He moved his mouth, but in the end he couldn't help it and asked:

"Miss Qing, I'll go down and see if Yiyi is inside?"

"Not here."

Qing Xiran slowly got up, closed her eyes, raised her head and took a deep breath, remained restrained and calm, and said:

"Follow me to get out of the car. Wherever people go, there is always someone inside knows."

The night was as dark as the sound of killing in the nearby streets and alleys gradually stopped and Qing Xi got out of the car.

Behind her was the secretly ill, followed by Wen Jing with a big belly, and then Shen Xiaoman.

Qu Yang and other men had already got out of the car and stood on both sides of Qing Xiran's RV door. They waited for Qing Xiran to walk in front with respect, and then followed Wen Jing and Shen Xiaoman. In addition to secret illness, nine other garrisons were hiding around Qing Xiran, waiting for an opportunity to support him.

In the West District Security Bureau, people all died fell to the ground in a row. Gu Yu was covered in blood and sat on the steps under the eaves, staring at two former colleagues who had been beaten into pig's heads.

The captain of the West District was shot in the abdomen, sat in a pool of blood, leaning weakly against the wall full of bullet holes, looking at Gu Yu and cursing:

"Gu Yu, you must die so hard. You deserve to lose your daughter. Just a beast like you who is inhumane, you are not worthy of a daughter at all..."

Why are all colleagues who have made trouble to the point of death today? What kind of world is this? So many people are not counting, but they still have to turn against each other, friends become enemies, and wives and children. There is no hope in this world, and there is no hope in this world.

Gu Yu's face was covered in blood, and he raised the gun in his hand in a embarrassed expression, pointed at the eyebrows of the captain of the West District and asked:

"I'll ask you the last time, where is my daughter? If you don't say it, you're going to die here today."

"Come on, come on."

The captain of the West District, sitting on the ground, had a blood-colored face. He looked at Gu Yu's gun and laughed. He coughed, covered the wound on his abdomen tightly, laughed, and asked:

"Do you think I have any other meaning in life? Well? Come on, give me some fun, hahahahaha."

The people in the yard, the wounded and the bodies in the yard, were all Gu Yu's people, and they looked at the captain of the West District silently, and no one spoke.

His fearlessness angered Gu Yu. Just as Gu Yu was about to shoot and kill the captain of the West District to see the restless security guards in the West District, Qing Xiran and his people appeared at the gate.

Everyone looked at the door, including Gu Yu holding a gun, and saw a slender and well-proportioned woman with a pale face and long dress, wearing a black Chinese-style slanted cotton top, a pair of black wide-leg cotton trousers, and a pair of soft pigskin shoes. She stood quietly under the starlight, just a simple glance at the bloody place, and then entered the yard.

In such a scene, a clean woman who looks weak suddenly came, and a pregnant woman with a big belly followed behind her. Why is she so weird?

Gu Yu frowned, and asked Qing Xiran with annoyance, and said with rudeness:

"Why are you here?"

"I was here to pick up my daughter."

Bypassing the several corpses on the ground, Qing Xiran walked to the captain of the West District, looked around, and wanted to find a stool to sit on, but couldn't find it.

Wenjing, who was following behind her, saw this and knew that Qing Xiran wanted to look at the captain of the West District, but did not want to squat on the ground, so she quickly called Shen Xiaoman. The two of them brought a chair from the security inspection bureau and placed it behind Qing Xiran.

Qing Xiran sat on the chair, staring at the captain of the West District, Gu Yu, and Gu Yu's men, looking straight at the captain of the West District, and asked in a low voice:

"Where are my daughters one by one?"

The captain of the West District looked bloodless, raised his head in a embarrassed expression, sneered, and said nothing.

Gu Yu was so fierce and vicious that he almost killed him without saying that he could not say that Qing Xiran, a weak female like a white-killing chicken, could threaten him? Don't joke.

"The bones are very hard, so it's okay if you don't say it."

Qing Xiran slowly leaned towards the back of the chair, looking like a sick Daiyu had no strength. She didn't feel angry about the toughness of the captain of the West District. She waved her fingers and signaled Qu Yang to come forward, and said indifferently:

"Search all their phones."

Qu Yang immediately responded and took a few people to search for the security check-in in the west. Gu Yu, who was beside him, didn't know what Qing Xiran was going to do, so he took two steps forward to ask about this woman, but was blocked by a secret illness.

He was a little angry and was about to ask An Yang what his identity was, but he heard Qing Xiran say to the captain of the West District in peace:

"Don't worry, my daughter is lost, I'm not worried, don't worry, come and tell me, what kind of people are there in your family, do you have women and children?"

"Do you have a brain disease?"

Sitting on the ground and leaning against the wall, the captain of the West District was so painful that he was covered in cold sweat. Looking at Qing Xiran, a strange contempt appeared on his face.
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