Chapter 1307: Song Xing's Couple (35)

Song Yiyan's face went dark suddenly, and she looked up and saw Han Ding rushing towards her in excitement, grinning her teeth viciously, and adding chaos!
"She is Song Yiyan!"
"She is a lie, she must be Song Yiyan, I'm sure, hurry up and post on Weibo."
"It's really a sister of society, society, it's on the barbecue stalls, it's a real show, I have gained insight."
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Han Ding has already run over, carrying two large bags of food in his hand: "Boss, how can you lose me when you come out for barbecue? I brought you two bottles of Lafite from 1982. Let’s drink. Two?"
As soon as his voice fell, he felt that the atmosphere was a bit abnormal, and the cold murderous aura came towards him, and he shuddered in fright.
Song Yiyan glanced over with a death stare, looking for death, she didn't appear sooner or later, but it happened at this time.
Come here, he used to call the boss, why did he call her name directly?
Seeing that more and more people came around, Song Yiyan pulled Ji Xing up and ran.
Han Ding didn't know what was going on. Seeing the boss running, Sa Yazi followed behind and ran after him.
The melon-eating crowd saw her running away, and several others followed suit in order to take more photos.
Song Yiyan didn't care anymore, anyway, her current reputation was so black that it couldn't be black anymore, what she wanted to say or say.
Besides, Ji Xing's eyesight and hands quickly protected her just now, and they didn't capture much of the content, not even her face.
Handing followed, running panting: "Boss, Boss boyfriend, slow down, slow down, no one is behind."
He was too old and couldn't chase. He took a few breaths and wanted to continue chasing. Who knew he was caught.
"You're with them! Are you the ones who eat Bawang's meal? Give it money!" The owner of the barbecue stall grabbed Han Ding with a look of contempt and anger.
The young people nowadays are too unkind, and it is not easy for him to do small business. For the one or two hundred dollars, he still escapes the bill!
"I'm sorry, I'm running in a hurry, and I don't have any money." Han Ding touched it and found that he didn't have his wallet, and forgot his mobile phone. He handily gave him a bottle of wine: "This is for you. You worked at the barbecue stall for months."
Barbecue shop owner: "Do you think I look like a stick?"
Handing shook his head: "It's not like."
"It's not like you lied to Lao Tzu, money, I called the police if I didn't give it." The boss looked at the bottle of wine, 82 Lafite, why not say it was Sprite 1982!
"This is really Lafite in 1982. I used it to honor my boss." Han Ding sighed, seeing that Song Yiyan and Ji Xing were gone, and he was anxious: "Or you can go to Tangchenju to find I, my name is Han Ding, and Tomson House belongs to me, so I won’t pay you the money."
The boss was amused by him. For a while, Lafite was in 1982, and then Tomson lived there again. Are liars so arrogant?
Han Ding was gone, and finally took the barbecue shop owner back to his car and took the money to him.
The boss stared at the wine in Han Ding's hand: "Can you give me this bottle of wine, I don't need the money."
The simple-dressed elder brother in front of me must have been telling the truth, he is the one who drove a Rolls Royce to eat barbecue!
Then this wine is Lafite in 1982, right!
Han Ding smiled, gave the money, threw the wine into the car, got in the car directly, and went after Song Yiyan and Ji Xing.
The boss stood on the spot, with a bitter face, watching the luxury car drive away with tears, and looking down at the two hundred yuan in his hand, his regrets were blue.
The opportunity to make a good small fortune was just missed. I really responded to a word, and I couldn't force it all the time.
When Han Ding arrived at the gate of the community, they saw Song Yiyan and Ji Xing standing on the side of the road, reaching for a taxi, and hurriedly stopped.
Song Yiyan saw that it was Han Ding, pulled Ji Xing and got in the car: "Go to Jindu Garden, hurry up."
Han Ding's eyes lit up: "Boss, are you alive again?"
Song Yiyan didn't know why he was so happy when he encountered such a thing, and nodded: "Hurry up, or you will die."
She and Ji Xing had just escaped from the chase of those lunatics, and they received a call from the dead fat Ma Rongguang who blackmailed her one hundred thousand yuan and framed her dog man.
She asked for one million in one bite, and without any hesitation there, she just called the money over. Listening to the movement and his voice over there, she should be shocked.
Jindu Garden is a high-end community with good conditions in the capital. Handing drove a super luxury car worth tens of millions, and no one stopped him, so he entered the community directly.
In the corridor in front of Ma Guangrong's house, it was quiet, strangely quiet.
Standing at the door, you can clearly hear one, another, and another slamming of the door, like a heavy object hitting the door regularly.
The crash sound, in the weird and quiet night, became more and more infiltrating, making people unstoppable with goose bumps.
Faintly, he could still hear the man's cry, as if he was extremely scared.
Han Ding was a little worried: "Boss, this door is locked from the inside, and we don't have the key, why..."
Before he could speak, he heard a soft noise inside the door.
Song Yiyan pushed directly and the door opened.
Handing:...
"You two wait outside!" Song Yiyan stopped Ji Xing and Han Ding.
Han Ding absolutely believed in Song Yiyan, and stood at the door obediently, but was a little curious about what was going on inside.
The moment the door opened, you could smell the smell that was so strong that it couldn't be opened, and the fishy and smelly smell.
Ji Xing did not listen to Song Yiyan's words. She went in with her front foot, and his hind foot followed. The moment she saw the scene inside the house, the expression in her eyes condensed quickly, stepped forward, clasped her waist, and covered her. In his eyes, he said solemnly: "Don't look."
Song Yiyan suddenly gave birth to a warm current, her voice softened a little: "It's okay, I'm used to it."
Her eyesight is very good, especially night vision ability. She has seen everything over there a long time ago, but his actions still warmed her.
Ji Xing looked at the extremely and cruel picture on the opposite side, and his narrow eyes were full of vigilance and condensate.
The blood, as far as the eye can see, there is blood everywhere, fresh blood on the walls, on the door, and on the ground, as if being dragged by someone.
On the ground, the woman who framed him that afternoon was lying in a pool of blood, her body in an extremely distorted state, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead.
Opposite the living room is a bedroom. At the door of the bedroom, a very beautiful woman is holding her head and hitting the door panel, hitting again and again.