Chapter 180 (1/2)
A luxury car in the street, regardless of the traffic system, even if the traffic police stop, he still rampage.
Mo Yanrui tightens his eyebrows and looks straight ahead. His skillful drag racing skills are galloping along the road. At this time, Mu Qingxuan doesn't care to be afraid. He has only Xiaochen in his heart.
They also received a text message from Dai Jiaoqian: Xiaochen is in my hand, if you want to save him, you two come to me alone!
Finally, the address is attached.
It was an abandoned brewery on the outskirts of the city. Mo Yanrui knew it.
And her behavior also verified that the warehouse fire was not an accident. There was gasoline on the ground, which was obviously intentional. Her purpose was very simple. Mo Yanrui and his wife, who delayed five o'clock to pick up Xiaochen home, gave her a chance to take the child away.
For fear that she will do harm to Xiaochen, Mu Qingxuan is a little worried, ”can you hurry up?”
At this moment, the speed of the car has exceeded the normal speed. Mo Yanrui catches a glimpse of Mu Qingxuan's flustered face. His heart goes down and he says, ”pull up the armrest!”
The woman clenched the armrest tightly with her hands. Mo Yanrui sped up. He chose an open road. The car sped along the road, blowing a whirlwind.
In the fastest time to arrive at the destination, two people into the brewery, which is indeed abandoned, but still retains a lot of good facilities.
Two people look around and see no one. It's very quiet here.
Suddenly, the door slowly closed, a dark.
”Pa”
when the light comes on, Dai Jiaoqian and Xiaochen appear in front of them. He is held by a man. When Mu Qingxuan sees the unconscious Xiaochen, she asks, ”what's the matter with Xiaochen?”
Dai Jiaoqian said with a smile, ”don't worry, how can I have the heart to attack a child? He just took some sleeping pills and fell asleep
Hearing that it was a sleeping pill, Mu Qingxuan was obviously relieved, but still didn't let down her vigilance, ”can't you bear it? You've brought Xiaochen here! ” She is worried that this matter will leave a shadow in Xiaochen's heart, and may induce his old illness.
”Xiaochen is just a bait. I just want to lead you here.”
Mo Yanrui is calm. He stops Mu Qingxuan, who wants to rob the child, and signals her to calm down.
Dai Jiaoqian has a knife in her hand. She leans over Xiaochen and depicts his delicate white face. ”Yanrui is right. If you dare to come up, Mu Qingxuan, my knife doesn't have eyes.”
She stops and slowly releases her clenched fists. Mu Qingxuan's eyes are red. ”Jiaoqian, calm down. I won't go there.”
Seeing her retreat, Dai Jiaoqian moved the knife away from his face and pointed at them again. The sharp knife was dazzling against the light.
”What do you want to do?” Mo Yanrui's voice is a little hoarse, but it is breathtaking.
Hearing his voice, Dai Jiaoqian's face changed slightly and her eyes were tender. She looked at the man and said, ”Yanrui, I'm doing it for you. If it wasn't for you, how could I be like this now?”