Imperial Commander: His Pretty Wife Is Spoiled Rotten

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The gray wolf received news that Qi Yuan's address was near the alley.

Following the instructions, Qi Yuan finally found Yun Xi's mobile phone in the trash can.

Qi Yuan's heart was suddenly half cold when the phone was away.

Taking a deep breath, he shouted at the person on the other end of the phone: "Grey Wolf, according to this located address, bring up all the nearby monitors, immediately! Immediately!"

"Wait three minutes." The gray wolf's cold voice came, and soon he heard the sound of laptop knocking.

In three minutes, the gray wolf entered the surveillance system of the nearby camera and frowned slightly.

"The girl was taken away by the two women, and the other person was even prepared for the wheelchair, which shows that it was premeditated. The car's license plate number was blocked. I was tracking the car's whereabouts. Go and report to the young master."

Qi Yuan dared not delay, facing Tianlei, and turned to Mu Feichi instead.

When the phone was connected, he spoke nervously: "Young Master, something has happened! Miss Yun is gone. The gray wolf is following the car."

Mu Feichi was silent for a moment and asked in a cold voice: "What about her cell phone?"

"The phone was thrown in the trash can at the intersection. The other party was obviously prepared. With the help of the tour group, she took the sky and took Miss Yun away from our sight..."

"Damn it! Tiaohulishan!" At the end of the phone, Mu Feichi took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and the gloomy and handsome face suddenly rose.

"Tiaohulishan? Young Master, on your side..."

Qi Yuan vaguely understood the seriousness of the situation. The other party came prepared and arranged the game, waiting for them to jump down!

"The stronghold here is bait, and their goal is Yun Xi! Damn it!"

When he thought of his negligence, he had never failed like this. Mu Feichi was so annoyed that he wanted to smash his phone and scratched his head, so anxious that he could not calm down.

"Let the gray wolf immediately track the whereabouts of the car, and all the monitoring can't be let go, so as not to change the car and suspect it, I will rush back!"

"it is good!"

Hanging up the phone, Qi Yuan Chongjiang Chenghuan glanced, "You go back to the villa first, we will go to pick up the young master."

Zhao Yumo looked at Qi Yuan worriedly, and his heart was empty, "Will Yunxi be okay?"

"If there is a young handsome, there will be no problem! Second young, you go back to the mountain to wait for the news."

"Can I go together? I can't rest assured..."

Had she not been in trouble to come to City C, Yun Xi would not disappear!

Jiang Chenghuan grabbed Zhao Yumo and calmly reassured: "Ancestral ancestors, you are chasing after you go. What can you do for me? If there is a young master, the girl will come back safely!"

Qi Yuan turned his head to look at Feng Rui, and the two quickly got on a car parked by the road.

Looking at the car that disappeared in Che Hai, Jiang Chenghuan took out his mobile phone and dialed his bodyguard team. After escorting them back to the mountain, they all used to support Mu Fei Chi.

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The bumps in the car made Yun Xi slam on the window, and the pain made her wake up from the deep sleep.

The forehead pained, and she opened her eyes slightly, only to find that her hands and legs and mouth were wrapped with layers of tape.

With her hands behind her back, the bumps in the car caused her to knock on the doors and glass.

When she saw her waking up, the woman sitting beside her glanced at her, and a sharp voice came: "Yo, wake up!"

The lesser-standard Chinese came out.

Yun Xi blinked his sour eyes and turned his head, leaning on the side of the car with his neck stiff, leaning his head around and looking at the gorgeous woman in the black trench coat in front of him.

The overlapping legs were barely exposed in the winter, and a pair of Martin boots were stepped on the feet.

A woman's scarlet fingernails sandwiched a lady's cigarette between her fingers and looked at her in a cloud.

Her brow bones are deeper than those of ordinary women, with strong makeup drawn between her eyebrows, and she does not look like a military man.