Chapter 681: Chasing her

Tang Zhen shook his head and denied, and the old tearfully said, "It's impossible."
"Hua'er was originally just a girl, how capable is it? In addition, Hua'er had suffered a gunshot wound and her body was already very weak. She definitely couldn't escape the clutches of those villains!"
Thinking that Tang Nuan's painting might be severely tortured after being caught by those bad guys, Tang Zhen almost collapsed.
He was so angry and hated for himself that he even raised his fist and slammed his fist against his chest, "It's all to blame, I'm all to the immortal."
"In the final analysis, everything is still my fault. You said that if I had died in Baicheng's hands earlier, the painting would not have fallen into such a miserable situation for me. At least she can live, at least she has a good future."
"God, why are you treating me so unfairly, asking me to give away a black-haired person from a white-haired person?"
Tang Zhen was heartbroken, almost desperate.
And Mei Ye could only watch dryly, not knowing what to say.
In fact, based on Tang Nuan's clever personality, Mei Ye believes that she must have a way to protect herself. After all, Tang Nuan's painting is not in vain.
But when Tang Zhen finished talking about the situation at the time, Mei Ye suddenly didn't dare to decide.
Even if the courage is greater, from a physiological point of view, Tang Nuan's painting is just a woman.
What's more, the situation was so chaotic at the time. In order to save his father, Tang Nuan painted a shot for his father with his shoulder, which further reduced Tang Nuan's ability to move.
And what she had to face at that time was a few of Baicheng's men who were so tall.
Analyzing according to the normal situation, Tang Nuan's painting, as a wounded woman, must be unable to match those men. Now it may be more fierce than good.
Therefore, Mei Ye did not dare to guess how Tang Nuan's paintings were going.
All he can do is to pray silently in his heart, hoping that victory can stand by Tang Nuan's painting and let her return safely.
"Da da da da..."
At this moment, there was a dense, rapid and powerful footsteps suddenly heard from the entrance of the fighting game.
The people inside heard the voice and immediately looked back.
Mei Ye was worried that something unexpected might happen, so she moved out of guard and took out her gun and aimed it at the entrance.
Then, in full view, a handsome man with extraordinary temperament appeared.
Perhaps it was the reason for his natural aristocracy. When Li Jingyi appeared on the stage, his lonely and upright unique temperament almost shocked everyone present.
As if he had brought his own BGM, Li Jingyi was undoubtedly the most dazzling presence in the crowd.
"who are you?"
Mei Ye could tell at a glance that Li Jingyi was definitely not an ordinary person, and the hand holding the gun had not been put down.
But Li Jingyi ignored him. Instead, he looked at Tang Zhen not far away with a cold expression, squatting on the ground crying like a child.
"Dad." Li Jingyi called out coldly.
Then I looked around the scene and found that the battle was over, and Tang Nuan’s painting was obviously not here, and Father Tang cried so miserably...
Even if he guessed, he could guess that the situation was not optimistic, so Li Jingyi had to add in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm late."
"Jing Yi?"
Tang Zhen heard Li Jingyi's voice at this time, and suddenly raised his head from the ground, but his eyes were still obviously red and swollen.
Then, Tang Zhen suddenly looked like a child who could not find his mother. He looked at Li Jingyi helplessly, "My child, you are finally here! Tell me, what on earth should I do? She may have already painted What happened unexpectedly, and maybe even..."
Tang Zhen couldn't even think about the following words, but the more he didn't dare to think, the more he doubted such a possibility in his heart, and the more sad he felt.
Seeing Father Tang's helplessness and loss, Li Jingyi felt a little unbearable, so he could only calm down softly, "Dad, don't think about the bad things, maybe there is nothing wrong with Nuanhua?"
"Oh, why don't I hope so?"
When Tang Zhen said this, he suddenly sighed tragically, with a cry in his tone, "But at that time Nuanhua was injured and it was inconvenient to walk. How can you make me think about it? What?"
In fact, even if there is such a small amount of hope, Tang Zhen, the father, would not hope that his child would be killed or injured.
But it was precisely because he had seen how cruel the people in Baicheng were that he was so uneasy.
"But you didn't see it with your own eyes after all, did you?"
At this time, Li Jingyi once again persuaded, "Maybe she just retreated, and it may not be necessary to hide in a safe place, what do you think?"
In this sentence, Li Jingyi was actually comforting himself to a certain extent.
In this world, there will be no one who Li Jingyi wants Tang Nuan to paint happiness more, so Li Jingyi is unwilling to think about her bad results.
Unexpectedly, Tang Zhen shook his head, and suddenly burst into tears again, "No, my child, things are not as optimistic as you thought. Nuanhua was being chased when I left, so I hurried over. Now, I am afraid that Nuanhua has been caught by the people of the white blood organization, and it may be more fortunate..."
what?
Chase?
When Li Jingyi heard these two words, his nerves suddenly tense.
You must know that the two words chasing and killing are completely different from the two words fighting.
If Tang Nuan painting was only involved in such a chaotic battle, in the end he might still be able to retreat with Ming Ye.
But Tang Nuanhua was already injured at the time, and the other party was still chasing her back, chasing her?
Isn't this clearly trying to force Tang Nuan painting to death?
Thinking of this, Li Jingyi suddenly became uncontrollable in anger, "Unreasonable!"
What kind of demons and ghosts the white blood organization is, and dare to hurt his woman like this, I am afraid that the sky is thick!
"Jing Yi, Dad has never begged anyone in his life. Today I am here to beg you, and I must rescue Nuanhua from the white blood tissue. Dad, please!"
Just thinking about it, Tang Zhen suddenly cried to Li Jingyi at this moment, even knelt down to express his gratitude.
Li Jingyi paused, and quickly helped his father's body that had not been bent down, "Dad, you don't have to be like this!"
"Don't worry, Nuanhua is the wife I am married to Mingzhong, and the woman I want to spend my life with. Even if you don't say anything, I will try to save her."
As soon as the voice fell, Li Jingyi immediately turned his head and said coldly to Xu Mo who was on the side, "Xu Mo, I will give you three hours. You must call out all the suspicious monitors along the road around here and see if Mrs. Young is white-blooded. The organization is hijacked."