Five minutes later, he Chen sat in the carriage and looked at Yin Mo sitting on his side. He still felt incredible.

Deep in his heart, he didn't think that Rong Manli would hide her mother in the building of he family enterprise, but Yin Mo shook her mind and took her out of the door without saying a word.

The time was approaching 9 p.m. and the faint yellow from the street lamp was reflected on Yin Mo's face, bright and dark, and three-dimensional and clear.

The vibration of the mobile phone pulled back he Chen's thoughts. He slid down to answer the question in a sharp tone, "he said."

"Brother Chen, Rong Manli has arrived in California. She went to the shopping mall. There is no abnormality at present."

"Keep an eye on her." he Chen's thin lips fell and coldly ordered, "don't relax in the old house."

At the end of the call, he threw his mobile phone to his leg, raised his head, put his arms on his forehead, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

At this time, Yin Mo raised his head from his mobile phone, looked at he Chen's tight side face and said softly, "why don't... Let's act separately. I'll go to he's company and you'll go to niazhou."

He Chen opened the corners of his eyes, and Yu Guang glanced at the woman's slightly worried eyes. He bent his arms around her head and hugged people, "don't even think about it."

Yin Moshun snuggled up in his arms without saying much. He cracked the network monitoring of he's enterprise with his mobile phone and quietly accompanied he Chen.

....

At the same time, Rong Manli, who is in California, also received the news.

She sat in the coffee shop with two burly bodyguards standing beside her. Ignoring the vague eyes around, she stirred the coffee and asked softly, "do you mean he's going to Hess headquarters?"

The bodyguard nodded behind him, "keep an eye on the man's report. His car has driven to the city. I suspect he may break into the headquarters."

"Oh." Rong Manli loosened her finger, and the iron spoon hit the edge of the cup and made a slight noise. "He always can break wherever he wants."

"Madam, he Chen may have a helper behind him. You saw it in the old house that day. Do you want us to send some more people to the headquarters?"

Looking sideways at the reflection on the window, Rong Manli reached out and brushed her skirt. "Do you think I'm just here for coffee when I'm in nya today?"

The bodyguards looked at each other, then bowed down and photographed a horse, "Madam wise."

While talking, the glass door of the mall cafe has been pushed open from the outside.

A slender man with an unruly look looked around with one hand in his pocket.

When his eyes fell on Rong Manli, he suddenly smiled and walked over, "Mrs. Rong?"

When Rong Manli heard the sound, she stood up with her skirt together and stretched out her hand gracefully and politely, "Mr. Yun, meet again."

The other party glanced at her hand with low eyes and shook hands with her lazily. At this moment, Rong Manli keenly found some ferocious scars on his wrist.

It's an old wound. The scar looks terrible. It looks like it's burned by something.

This person is Yunling, the younger brother of Yunli, the second leader of the mercenary regiment in nya.

....

On the other hand, he Chen and he Chen arrived at the downstairs of he's headquarters. He's conspicuous logo light board was also hung on the top curtain wall.

He Chen and Yin Mo got out of the car, looked at the building in unison, and then went up the steps.

In the brightly lit downtown, men wear shirts and trousers, tall and full of tension.

Women are graceful tight training clothes, with curves, graceful and sexy.

Even at night, the whole business district is still crowded and not depressed.

They walked into the lobby of the building in such a dignified way, which inevitably attracted the attention of passers-by.

Because the Bentley Continental parked downstairs was very valuable and directly knocked down a row of roadblocks and ice cream cones in front of the building.

It looks like a bad comer.

In the lobby, he Chen and Yin Mo walked through the turnstile. The security guard on duty immediately stood up and stopped, "after work, you are not allowed to enter the building. If you have something to do, come back tomorrow."

He Chen casually took out the cigarette box from his pocket and arrogantly took the cigarette to the corner of his mouth. "Get out of the way yourself or I'll teach you to get out of the way?"

The security guard's eyelids jumped, picked up the electric baton and knocked on the table, "you put out the cigarette, you won't let it here... Ah, woo, woo, woo!"

He Chen didn't even see how Yin Mo moved his hand, but he heard the security guard trembling 'ah Wu' all over.

When he looked carefully, he found that the woman was holding an electric baton and turned on the electric shock mode according to the belly of the security guard

He Chen twitched several times at the corners of his mouth, walked forward and patted the back of Yin Mo's head, "this is a migrant worker. Don't electrocute."

"Oh, oh." Yin Mo quickly took off the electric baton, threw his hand on the table, looked back and smiled, "let's go."

He Chen bit his cigarette and felt it on her face, "it's fucking cute."

Yin Mo has long been used to this. He took out his mobile phone from the back pocket of his pants, handed it to he Chen across the screen and said, "this is the CAD architectural drawing of the whole building of the building. I have just seen the pattern of each floor. There are two places where there may be Tibetans, the top floor and the negative third floor."

He Chen glanced across the screen, took down the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, leaned forward under Jun's face, "which floor does captain Yin want to go first?"

"Negative third floor." Yin Mo raised his eyes and looked at him. She didn't know if it was an illusion. Her eyes seemed to be full of excitement.

He Chen clearly raised his thin lips, "just want to fight?"

The third basement, where the security center is located.

Yin Mo did not answer and asked, "are you going?"

"Why not? I'll accompany you to hell!" he Chen hooked Yin Mo's waist and walked towards the elevator like no one's land.

The security guard who fell to the ground by electric shock finally recovered his mind. He picked up the walkie talkie and tipped off downstairs. Then he packed his things and ran out of the gate all night.

Life matters.

The lower third floor is quiet and the light is unclear. Only a few ceiling lights are on in the corridor.

As soon as he Chen and Yin Mo got out of the elevator, many bodyguards and thugs came out of the office of the security center.

These people are different from the security guards in the lobby. They look taller, burly and well-trained.

Yin Mo stuffed his mobile phone into his boot, looked at he Chen and said, "it's mine at ten o'clock, and it's yours behind."

He Chen leaned against the wall next to the elevator and raised his eyebrows frivolously. "If you have twenty yourself, leave four for me?"

How much does she want to fight?

Yin Mo glanced at the bodyguard team waiting in front of him and approaching gradually. After thinking and thinking, Ning Mei suggested: "then leave ten for you?"

The approaching bodyguard team in the front row: "??"

What is the origin of this man and woman?

You two share sweet potatoes here?

At this time, he Chen threw his cigarette butt on the ground and ran it over. He smiled and hooked Yin Mo's neck and took a sip on her mouth, "baby, stand and watch the play until I come back."

Obviously, he didn't intend to let Yin Mo do it at all.

It doesn't matter whether he wins or loses. The point is that his women's hands are too tender. It's a pity to fight.

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