Lan Chen did not stay.

There are still many things waiting for him in Yucheng, and he has to go back.

Meng Ying didn't force her to ask Lan Chen to take her heart boy and soul boy back.

Xintong cried when she left, and she didn't want to leave.

The soul boy persuaded the heart boy.

He had told her a long time ago that in their current state, staying with Meng Ying would only drag her back.

Only leaving her, let her unscrupulous.

The heart boy understands, but just can't help crying.

"Follow Uncle Lanchen back and go to school. If you have anything, you can talk to Uncle Lanchen. Or you can go to Aunt Yu Min. You know?"

Meng Ying wiped Xin Tong's tears, "Be good, don't cry."

The heart boy sobbed.

She didn't want to cry either, she just couldn't help it.

"Spirit boy, after you go back, you have to take good care of your sister, you know?" Meng Ying confessed.

The soul boy nodded.

"Alright, let's go." Meng Ying held Xin Tong's face, "be good."

Xin Tong's eyes were full of tears, and he was very disappointed.

Meng Ying hugged her, took her by the hand and walked to the car.

The heart boy gets in the car first.

The soul boy is behind.

He walked to the car and hesitated for a while.

Turned around.

Meng Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"

The soul boy stepped forward and hugged her.

Meng Ying was taken aback, then smiled and stroked his head, "Take care of my sister."

Lingtong suddenly felt a bit sore in his nose and hot eyes.

He didn't respond, let go of her, and ran into the car.

The car door was heavily closed, and the little guy could not be seen.

Meng Ying took a deep breath and smiled.

This little kid is also very deep in his mind.

"Let's go." Lan Chen stood on the side of the cab, "Be careful yourself."

"Long-winded." Meng Ying waved in disgust, "Take good care of them. If something happens to them, I won't let you go."

Lan Chen smiled and got into the car.

As the car drove away, Meng Ying stood there and watched.

She didn't go back until she couldn't see it.

In the car, Xintong cried like a tearful person.

The soul boy also had red eyes and said nothing.

Lan Chen didn't comfort him. For kids, just cry.

They were willing to follow him, indicating that they knew that staying here would restrain Meng Ying, and they understood in their hearts.

Now I will cry when I leave, just a kind of emotional feedback of reluctance.

It's normal.

...

Meng Ying went to find Nansang.

Here, she needs this person.

It's just that when I look for this person, I can't find it anywhere.

As if the world has evaporated.

The phone vibrated, she clicked and glanced.

It is a short video of ten seconds from a strange number.

Click to open.

Meng Shiliang was tied to a wooden frame, his face was covered with cloth, his coat was stripped, and someone was holding a knife, and the flesh off his waist was sliced ​​off.

There was no sound, but the strength of Meng Shiliang's body and arms knew how painful it was.

The cut meat was thrown into a glass tank next to it, where there were two Brazilian tortoises weighing tens of kilograms.

Seeing the meat, the two rushed to grab it, and in the end they bit each half and ate it.

Cut off another slice, threw it in again, and snatched it again.

Meng Ying's eyes had already shot out killing intent.

At the end of the video, no one showed up and the sound was heard.

"Kill several people, just cut a few slices. Meng Ying, how many people do you think you can kill me?"

She dialed that number.

No one answered.

She clicked the video and watched it again. At first, she was very angry and distressed, but then the more she watched, the more she felt something was wrong.

Since it is Meng Shiliang, why cover his face?

Isn't it more irritating to show her face and let her see his painful expression?

Looking closely at Meng Shiliang, I always feel that something is wrong.

I zoomed in and zoomed in on Meng Shiliang's head.

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