Chapter 686: Good luck

"How did you know?" Tang Nuanhua suddenly looked at the man in front of him with some caution.
She felt that the identity of this man was definitely not that simple, otherwise he would not know so much insider information.
Ji Rongge did not intend to answer this question, "You don't need to know how I knew, but during this time, you can stay and heal yourself."
"Huh?" Tang Nuan drew a picture.
Ji Rongge patiently explained, "Yesterday, the fighting in the Fighting Bureau was very noisy. Mingye lost to Baicheng. Although he retreated, he was already seriously injured. Now you go to him, I am afraid he has no energy to control you. ."
"As for the Baicheng side, now I am trying my best to want your whereabouts. If you go out now, I can't guarantee your safety."
Ji Rongge said quietly, his tone didn't sound like a lie at all.
But even so, Tang Nuanhua insisted on leaving, "Ronge, I don't need you to guarantee my safety, but I must leave now because my dad may still be in danger."
Although Tang Nuanhua squeezed his father into the car before leaving yesterday, and let him escape to the stronghold where Mei Ye was located, this does not mean that the gangsters would not drive to catch up.
Tang Nuanhua is very worried now, if his father is caught up by those villains, the consequences will be disastrous.
Therefore, she must go to Mei Ye to find out what happened, otherwise she would never feel relieved.
As a result, just stepping out, Ji Rongge stopped her directly, "Huahua, will you listen to me?"
"Outside now, Baicheng is looking for you everywhere. If you go out, wouldn't it be clear to die?"
"As for your father's news, we can check it slowly, right?"
Tang Nuan struggled with painting, "That's different!"
"Where is it different? Do you think you can save your father by your own efforts!" Ji Rongge stopped Tang Nuanhua and asked.
But Tang Nuan painted extremely firm, "Even if I can't save my father, I will try my best!"
"Stupid!" Suddenly, Sven Ru Ji Rongge couldn't help but cursed.
Tang Nuan drew a fierce meal, and then looked at Ji Rongge with a smile, "Even if you say I'm stupid, I won't let my father fall into danger for the sake of my own life. Even if I die, I still have to let my father live safe and sound. I have no complaints or regrets."
This is Tang Nuan's determination to paint.
She must find her father's whereabouts by all means. If her father has already arrived by Mei Ye, then everything is easy to say.
But if his father was caught by the people of Baicheng again, Tang Nuan's painting would have to call his father's life even if he used his life.
"Hey..." Suddenly, Ji Rongge sighed, "Huahua, do you think I don't know what you think?"
Tang Nuan painted for a moment, "What do you mean?"
Ji Rongge looked at her softly, "If I were you, I would probably choose the same approach as you, but Huahua, you have to be clear, even if you save your father alone, you may not be able to save him. Come out, on the contrary you will only cause unnecessary sacrifices, right?"
This tone seems to be a kindergarten teacher teaching disobedient children.
Ji Rongge knows that Tang Nuan's paintings are now very emotional. If they come hard, Tang Nuan's paintings may resist even more.
Because of this, he can only enlighten patiently, "Huahua, calm down and think about it. Isn't it even more unnecessary than you and your father were killed and unnecessary sacrifices were made?"
Yes.
Tang Nuanhua told himself in his heart that Ji Rongge was right.
Now that Ming Ye is injured, no one can help herself anymore. If she dared to find the white blood tissue, she would undoubtedly hit the stone with the pebbles, and she would not know how she died.
Therefore, she cannot be impulsive, absolutely not.
But if he didn't do this, Tang Nuan's painting would feel that he was really useless at all. Should he just sit here and wait for death?
Thinking of this, Tang Nuanhua looked at Ji Rongge very helplessly, with pitiful eyes like a child, "Then what should I do?"
As soon as the pitiful tone came out, Ji Rongge couldn't help but feel soft, his eyes full of compassion and love when he looked at Tang Nuan's painting, he couldn't help but gently patted Tang Nuan's painting on the back, "It's okay. ."
"As long as you are willing to believe me, I can investigate your father's location and keep your father safe, how about?"
Hearing this, Tang Nuan's painting obviously stopped.
Then she suddenly looked at Ji Rongge pleadingly, "Ronge, you mean, can you find out the whereabouts of my father?"
"Yes." Ji Rongge insisted, "and I can protect him well, as long as you trust me."
"Don't lie to me!"
Tang Nuanhua doubts the authenticity of this sentence. After all, she still doesn’t know what Ji Rongge’s identity is and how much power he has in her hands. In case this Ji Rongge is just talking big, then she can It's really over.
Fortunately, Ji Rongge affirmed, "Don’t worry, I will never deceive you. If I don’t contact your father within three days, then I will not stop you for anything, and I will go with you to find white blood tissue. Afterwards, how?"
Hearing that, Tang Nuan's heart hanging tightly seemed to have fallen in an instant, obviously he was not so worried.
She also had no reason to leave. After all, she knew the situation of Ming Ye more or less now. Ji Rongge also promised to help find her father. Tang Nuanhua naturally had no excuse to leave.
So I told myself, it's better to stay at ease for a while and wait for news.
"By the way, can you contact Mingye for me? I want to call him." After everything was negotiated, Tang Nuan painting suddenly asked again.
"Okay." Ji Rongge did not refuse, and then he handed his mobile phone to Tang Nuanhua, "You can use my mobile phone to call, I have Mingye's number in it."
Hearing this, Tang Nuanhua gave him a surprised look, and couldn't help but muttered silently, "Who are you, why do you have any number?"
However, Tang Nuanhua knew that Ji Rongge would definitely not answer this question, so he took his mobile phone to the side in silence.
When she went to call, Ji Rongge looked at her not far behind him, as if she would disappear immediately if she let the girl out of her sight, so she had to be optimistic.
When the servants behind saw this scene, they all vomited three barrels of blood.
They thought that Tang Nuan's painting was going away, but they didn't expect Ji Rongge to leave the woman again. Ugh! What a good luck!