The sweet pet of a wealthy family: He Shao's substitute bride

Tang Zhiyu tried to anger He Chen's men.

This subordinate was indeed very angry. When he came over, he gave her two feet in the stomach: "If you still have the strength to scold me, you will die, try to stare at me again."

After Tang Yan endured a pain, he asked forcefully, "If you have the ability, you will kill me, bastard, if you don't dare to do it, I will look down on you."

The man knelt down and patted her on the face: "Do you think I don't want to let you die right away? It's just that the boss has some use for keeping you. Don't worry, want to die? Sooner or later."

He was on the side again, and gave a disgusted pooh, "Pooh, you think you can still live, you're dreaming."

He got up and wanted to kick Tang Zhiyu a few more times, but after seeing her lifeless look, he withdrew his feet.

He was still afraid that if he kicked Tang Zhiyu to death, the boss would not spare him.

"If you scream again, it will affect the rest of the boss, and I will cut off your tongue first."

Looking at the other party, Tang Zhiyu took out a dagger ferociously, and Tang Zhiyu shuddered, and dared not move again.

From the outside world, He Yi followed the address provided by another group of people, and chased him to the vicinity.

"Young Master, you are here."

He Yi glanced through the car window and saw a dilapidated private house 200 meters away. Apart from this dilapidated private house, the rest of the place was an open wilderness.

"Are you sure, He Chen is here?"

"Sure, young master, there are guards in that private house, but we saw He Chen go underground from the manhole cover. There must be a basement below."

He Yi narrowed his eyes, and stared at the private house. He had led people to search the vicinity before, and found nothing unusual at that time.

But this time, he really smelled the smell of gunpowder here.

He Yi ordered, "Let everyone pay attention to concealment and be careful of the people in private houses."

There is no doubt that the people in that private house must be holding guns and paying close attention to their movements.

"Yes."

The subordinate turned his head, picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered, "Everyone pay attention to concealment."

He Yi took the phone and sent the location here to Leng Xiao.

"Young master, shall we do it now?"

He Yi nodded the steering wheel, "Send two people to go around to the back of the houses, and wait for instructions when we arrive."

Twenty minutes later, Leng Xiao drove over quickly.

His clothes were still wet.

He didn't care about these things, and quickly jumped onto He Yi's car, "I'm here, let's get ready."

He couldn't wait to rescue Tang Zhiyu.

He Yi opened the suitcase, took out the gun inside, and threw it to Leng Xiao.

"Tang Zhiyu is in the basement, let's control the people in the private house first."

After finishing speaking, He Yi picked up the walkie-talkie, "Attention everyone, after I count to three, I will start, three, two..."