Stop There, Daddy

Rat tail street

It was originally not called Rat Wail Street but no one cared about the name of the street because no one would be willing to look at it.

Because outsiders hated its filth, the natives were always worried about how they would get their next meal.

There were shacks that were clinging to each other. A small number of buildings stood inside and were on the verge of collapse.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The people here were very similar.

Their faces couldn’t be seen clearly because of the dark, and their faces were always dark and dark, and even the indifference of the be contented in poverty and devoted to things spiritual in the deep mountains did not exist.

Their source of living was a rubbish dump at the end of the street. The food residue and items that could be retrieved from the garbage were the objects they fought for. The man who was seeking life inside might turn around to throw out the bones of his companion for something valuable.

However, no one cared about them.

Some people in this world would be abandoned.

Recently, there was one less beggar and another woman.

The beggar was the head of the beggar here. His hands were the most ruthless and strong, and he lived a relatively better life. Sometimes, he could even drink some wine and eat a few mouthfuls of meat.

However, the beggar disappeared just a few days ago.

The discovery of his body attracted some attention.

As for that woman, she never appeared.

When it came to that woman, all the women who worked for life in the rat tail street would show a hint of jealousy and contempt. After all, they were living for life. It was not good to have one more competitor. Moreover, that woman’s delicate skin and white flesh had put a lot of pressure on them.

However, these women sometimes felt strange as well. Why did such a slender white meat come back from the bottom of the world? None of them knew, none of them dared to ask. On the first day of her arrival, she was taken care of by the beggar group. They didn’t want to get involved with the most troublesome people here.

Of course, another reason was because of the woman’s gaze.

They had seen many desperate, hysterical people, but none of them could compare to her.

Furthermore, because of the death of the beggar, there were some police and top class people in suits.

This made the guests frightened and fearful.

However, the sharper thoughts in this place always felt that it was related to this new woman.

The women continued to recruit their guests by the side of the street. Occasionally, they would look at the only small building with lights on, with inexplicable jealousy and fear in their eyes.

At the same time, He Jia

“Have you found Qin Wei?” He Siming asked Guan Yue.

Guan Yue wiped off the sweat on his forehead and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. He, Mr. Qin has shown a very high level of investigation. Our people are searching quickly, and we will definitely be able to find the results soon.”

“Immediately?” He Siming’s voice was filled with anger.

He Siming rarely angered others, but this time, he was really angry. His anger had burned his rationality.

Guan Yue was even more terrified when he saw He Siming like this, but he had really tried his best.

At this moment, Guan Yue’s phone vibrated. Guan Yue opened it and his expression changed. “Mr. He, there’s news. A beggar loosened his mouth and said that he knew Qin Wei’s whereabouts.”

“Where is it?” When He Siming heard this, he stood up and didn’t hide his excitement.

“On Rat Wail Street, it is reputed to be the slums of the slums,” Guan Yue said.

He Siming frowned. He thought that Qin Wei would hide in the city, but he did not expect Qin Wei to go against the law. He stayed in the slums, and was still in the slums.

“Mr. He, do you want me to bring Qin Wei to the He family?” Guan Yue said.

He Siming’s eyes were full of coldness. “I’ll go there personally. Remember, bring some special talents.”

Guan Yue knew what He Siming meant, so he immediately prepared the car and found someone to monitor Qin Lan’s movements to prevent her from escaping.

Half an hour later, Rat Wail Street

The old door was kicked open by the bodyguard and He Siming entered.

As soon as he entered, He Siming frowned.

The house was filled with garbage, inferior cigarettes, and the smell of human bodily fluids.

There was no furniture in the house, only a wooden bed and a shabby sofa.

Qin Qin was wearing a red sleeping robe, half lying on the sofa, smoking half. He saw He Siming, but there was no fluctuation in his bloodshot eyes.

Her red sleeping robe was stained with white dirt.

The bodyguard who went in to check reported, “I didn’t find the young master.”

He Siming exited the room and said to the bodyguards, “Bring her to the basement of my villa.”

Half an hour later, the basement

Qin Qin, who was locked on the torture rack, did not have any expression fluctuations, seems to have become a dead person.

“Tell me what happened to Wen Baobao, I will leave you a way to live,” He Siming was a little far away from Qin Lan and hated dirty things.

Qin Hao did not change slightly.

“Use the real aphrodisiac,” He Siming narrowed his eyes and the private doctor in white clothes next to him said, “Mr. He, I still have to say it once. This is illegal.”

He Siming sneered, “Since you’re willing to do this business, you just want to raise the price.”

“Guan Yue, double his remuneration.”

Speaking of this, the doctor did not hesitate to inject a tube of medicine into Qin Xiao’s body.

After a while, Qin Lan’s pupils gradually scattered.

“Relax.”

“Do you still remember Wen Shuyue?” The doctor left and Guan Yue came to interrogate her.

Guan Yue had also received such training, so he had some confidence in dealing with Qin Wei.

“Wen Shuyue, Wen Shuyue,” Qin Lan muttered subconsciously, then she revealed a ferocious expression on her face. “That witch, I won’t let her go…”

Then, Qin Lan started to curse slightly. Guan Yue frowned non-stop.

When Qin Lan slowly calmed down, Guan Yue asked again, “Do you remember Wen Baobao?”

Qin Xiao smiled and said, “I have killed him, you will never see him again…”

He Siming clenched his fists and his bones cracked.

“Use punishment!”

Three hours later

He Siming entered the basement and saw the scarred Qin Wei.

At this time, Qin Wei’s consciousness has regained consciousness. When she saw He Siming come, she pulled a smile on her bloody face and said, “He Siming, give up, you will never find your son!”

“You, Wen Shuyue, and that b*tch, you will die miserably!”

“Guan Yue, don’t worry about her life and death. Continue to use her punishment,” He Siming said.

He Siming had a bad feeling that he hadn’t found Wen Baobao yet.

Suddenly, alarm rang outside the villa. Some police officers barged in and saw He Siming who was being nailed.