This dead boy is so difficult to deal with...

Qi Ye smiled playfully: "Do you need me to beat you?"

The shadow hesitated for a moment, and was confused between fighting back and not fighting back. Suddenly, he heard the sound of opening the window upstairs. He looked up and Yi Sa looked at him with white face, as cold as jade.

"No, the shadow obeys the order." After saying that, he ran away like a legendary ghost.

Yi Sa said coldly: "You occasionally care about other aspects of the child's education issues."

Qi Ye didn't raise his head either: "Don't you know he is mentally retarded?"

"Why do you want to teach me if you are not smart?"

"No time!" Master Qi simply threw out two words and turned back to the room.

...

Qi Ye slept with Ye Weilan, and in the middle of the night, he received a text message.

The text message was sent by Ning Yuan, and it was an IP address, so he asked him to check the specific location.

Qi Ye turned around and looked at the little wife who was sleeping in his arms. Thinking that Tang Xiaochi had to ignore this matter. He carefully pulled out his arm, put on his clothes and walked outside, but was a little worried, so he went to the garden, turned on the computer, and started to operate it quickly.

The man's slender fingers were so fast that he could only see the overlapping phantoms. In the dark night, he was as white as beautiful as jade, enchanting and noble.

Qi Ye has the best computer technology and is the world's best-class death hacker. He wants to check a place and do things in minutes.

Tang Xiaochi really knows how to run...

The man's thin lips raised a cold curve and took thirty seconds to determine the scope. It was a small town on the Eastern European border. He sent the address to Ning Yuan, turned off the computer, and finally turned off the phone.

As soon as he returned to the room, Ye Weilan rubbed over and asked in a daze: "What happened?"

"It's okay," Qi Ye patted and whispered: "Go to sleep."

She rubbed against his chest, let out a faint "um" and fell asleep again.

...

Eastern Europe.

It is a cold winter for at least six months a year, with ice and snow everywhere and cold wind whistling.

It is hard to imagine that Tang Xiaochi's passionate personality would choose this kind of place as a temporary resting place.

A brightly lit abandoned factory was cold and there were more than a dozen fully armed agents patrolling the door with guns. Inside the room, two people were sitting opposite each other.

A tall white man and a man wearing a black windbreaker, he felt very young and could not see a man or a woman, and he had a very thin figure. He pressed the hat of the windbreaker on his head and covered his face. He had a very ordinary temperament and could not see anything worth noting at all.

"Will he really come for this woman?" The white man spoke, staring at the little man opposite him, and his tone was a little cold: "You can't fucking play with me, right?"

After all, the development of things is a bit incredible. They just caught a woman on the street, which could actually attract Mo Ye’s pillar, with a slim possibility, right?

"Mr. Raymond," the little man's tone was hoarse, as if he had used a voice changer. The person who listened to him felt a numb and itchy feeling like an ant crawling across his spine: "Tomorrow," he lowered his head, not knowing what he was looking at, and could vaguely hear a strange laugh: "Ning Yuan will definitely come tomorrow at the latest!"
Chapter completed!