C110 (1/2)

Back then, he had been living in the city because he was afraid that the poison in Miao Shiqing's body would act up in a remote place. He had hoped that the city's tense atmosphere would suppress the poison in his body.

Xiao Meng Han opened her eyes from her sleep; she was almost awake.

His mind kept thinking about the information he had read and the place where he would take Mo Xiaoxiao.

Suddenly, a strange feeling seeped into his mind. Xiao Meng Han's body trembled as that familiar yet foreign feeling pierced into every cell of his body. The poison had started again.

With a low roar, the wind pierced through the huge figure that was rushing past the forest next to the villa. The figure turned around and faced Xiao Meng Han's villa as he continued to shout back.

This running figure was Miao Siqing. He could sense a familiar aura, but was unable to capture it clearly.

Hearing the same kind of voice, Miao Siqing's reddened eyes cautiously turned to look at the villa.

The two figures gathered in the darkness, their voices and roars echoing in the night wind.

Soon, two figures walked side by side, disappearing into the forest with a few leaps and bounds.

Han Yong, who was downstairs in the guest room, was startled awake. Just now, he seemed to have heard Xiao Meng Han's voice.

The villa was exceptionally quiet. He knocked on the door to Xiao Menghan's bedroom, but there was no response.

Han Yong's heart tightened as he hastily rushed in.

Xiao Menghan was no longer on the bed. The window was open and only the curtains were fluttering in the wind. Han Yong's heart skipped a beat as he rushed to the window.

From afar, the two figures disappeared into the distance.

Heavens, it was Miao Siqing.

Han Yong's forehead was covered in cold sweat. Now that Xiao Meng Han was not enough and there was another Miao Siqing, the situation had taken a huge turn for the worse.

Han Yong didn't dare to make the decision by himself and hastily dialed Xiao Yuelin's cell phone.

Xiao Yuelin was smoking fiercely in his study room without sleep. At this moment, he heard a phone call that suddenly rang. Even though he had experienced hundreds of battles, he couldn't help but be shocked.

”Uncle Xiao, Meng Han just left. I think I saw Miao Siqing's figure running in the same direction.”

”Which way?” Stay there and don't move. I'll come right away. ” Xiao Yuelin hung up the phone and thought deeply. He didn't have enough strength by himself, so he dialed another number.

A special forces helicopter took off from the military base and picked up Xiao Yuelin as it headed straight for Xiao Menghan's villa.

Han Yong stood on top of the villa and looked at the approaching helicopter. He understood why Xiao Yuelin told him to wait here.

”Hurry up.” Xiao Yuelin only said one sentence before the helicopter flew past the villa and headed in the direction of Xiao Menghan and Miao Siqing.

Xiao Yuelin looked at the obviously western direction and asked Han Yong hesitantly, ”Are you sure they're heading in this direction?”

”I'm sure.” Han Yong could clearly see that the two figures were heading towards the west. However, when the helicopter stopped by the seaside, he couldn't see Xiao Menghan and Miao Siqing.

When the sun rose from the horizon, it looked at the surface of the sea dyed red by the morning sun.

Xiao Yuelin let out a long sigh and turned around to look at Han Yong. He thought that with his son's IQ, he must have discovered their trail and dodged it.