Chapter 103: Find it, find it for me at all costs! 【8】

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Roland's head was smashed into a blood hole, and the black blood had condensed, and the whole person fainted.
Du Xiaoran threw her away in disgust, took out her handkerchief and wiped her hands clean, picked up the phone and sent someone to investigate Luo Anning's whereabouts.
Thirty minutes... an hour... three hours... There was still no news of peace.
Unsure of who rescued her, Du Xiaoran was always at ease. She shed so much blood, how is it now?
Looking at the blood on the ground, he suddenly twitched his teeth, gritted his teeth, and finally pressed the number that he hadn't called in 5 years.
"Little Lord."
"Check me the whereabouts of An Ning. I have to know the exact location when I was a child."
"Little Lord……"
"After this incident, I will go back."
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"Du Xiaoran, what about Anning people?!"
When Mo Qingge and Lu Mo arrived at the small hotel, there were only a few bodyguards and York Roland dying in the room. Du Xiaoran leaned against the wall indifferently, looking at the blood spreading on the ground with a dull gaze.
Du Xiaoran raised his eyes, then immediately lowered his eyes: "I came a little late, An Ning was rescued."
"Damn it!" Mo Qingge's anxious punch hit the wall.
"Tranquility, don't you be okay..." Lu Momu folded her hands on her chest and prayed. Seeing the blood, her heart was cold.
There were rapid footsteps coming from the corridor. After a while, Rong Shao and Tang Dynasty squeezed into the small room. Feng Pu inspected the circle and found no target. He turned his eyes red and asked, "How about falling peaceful?"
Du Xiaoran looked at the person. He was the husband of An Ning, the Prince of Baina International?
Uncontrollably, Du Xiaoran looked at him with a bit of hostility. Mo Qingge stepped forward and kicked on Roland, seeming to be incapable of resentment, and added another foot: "An Ning was rescued."
Rong Shao rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, and the days of searching had already made him mentally exhausted. He never knew that his wife was so capable, and even made him such a big deal when he didn't pay attention.
"Achao, let's go."
Rong Shao turned to leave, and suddenly stopped at the door, looking back at York Roland on the ground, with coral red thin lips evoking a bloodthirsty and brutal smile.
"Xu Zhiyuan, give her a shot of the latest research N7."
Xu Zhiyuan looked awkward, then bowed down and said: "Yes, Rong Shao!"
N7 is the latest biochemical virus developed by Rong Shao's secret biochemical research institute. Once intravenously injected, it will cause the body's various functions to collapse instantly and be tortured in a short period of time.
But the magic is that after a month, it will recover as usual, and it will relapse again after a month. The effect of a dose is 3 months.
After getting out of the small hotel and getting in the car, Rong Yan leaned tiredly on the back of the chair, and Feng Eye slightly swayed: "A Zhao, find An Ning as soon as possible, she can't have an accident."
Undeniably, the dark blood stains on the ground made him anxious.
With so much blood, for half a month, what kind of serious injuries did she suffer, and with so much blood, would she still survive?
Thinking about this, Rong Yan felt a burst of pain in his brain, as if to burst.
The Tang Dynasty looked at him thoughtfully, knowing him for so long, he was so anxious, only for the second time.
"Yan, do you like tranquility?"