"Yeah, I didn't expect it would be them again this time. This white blood organization is simply crazy."
Xu Mo then sighed and complained, "Before, they first targeted the president. Now that the president has gone somewhere, they have come to target you again. Madam, I don't think this white blood organization will let it go."
"Damn it! Is there something wrong with this organization?"
Tang Nuanhua couldn't help but cursed angrily, almost hating this white blood organization in his heart.
She wondered if the top brass of the white blood organization had lost their minds. When did she and Li Jingyi become a thorn in the white blood organization's side
If there were some conflicts between the two parties because of Song Yijun's existence before, then at least there is a reason.
But what about this time
Song Yijun has been dead for eight hundred years. Tang Nuanhua and Li Jingyi were not familiar with the White Blood Organization. Is it necessary for this organization to come to her again and again
Are they stupid
"Forehead… "
Hearing Tang Nuanhua's curse, Xu Mo was speechless for a moment.
He had no choice but to nod, "I don't know where all these grievances come from, but now it's settled. Madam, you'd better calm down first."
"Calm down? I can't calm down!"
With such great hatred, it would be really funny if Tang Nuanhua could calm down easily.
She just wished she could drag all the members of the White Blood Organization up one by one right now and beat them up a hundred times, okay
Of course, this can only be thought of in Tang Nuanhua's mind. If he really wants to deal with this white blood organization, he still has to do it step by step.
"Forget it, let's get back to the topic and continue talking about Dong Xiaoxiang. I have to understand her problem first."
Tang Nuanhua finally allowed himself to calm down for a while, then dropped the topic, "So you are saying that Dong Xiaoxiang and the cripple who adopted her are now members of the White Blood Organization?"
"Well, that's understandable."
Xu Mo nodded and said, "But no one knows how she and the cripple are doing now. There has been no news about them for a long, long time. All they have is that over the years, Dong Xiaoxiang has been used as an undercover agent again and again. Information. If my guess is correct, I guess they are now completely members of the White Blood Organization."
After all, if it weren't for the White Blood Organization, why would Dong Xiaoxiang work so hard for them
"okay, I get it."
Tang Nuanhua nodded, finally knowing what was going on.
At least now, they won't be running around like headless flies.
"Let's go to the police station with me!"
Suddenly, Tang Nuanhua said in a strong voice, and walked out quickly.
"Hey, Nuan Hua, don't worry." Lin Nanxiang, Chu Chen, and Xu Mo paused, and then they immediately caught up with Tang Nuan Hua.
…
Half an hour later, the police station.
Since Tang Nuanhua had previously ordered his friends in the bureau to help him not to convict Dong Xiaoxiang for the time being, Dong Xiaoxiang was still locked up in the small dark room, safe and sound.
Except for one person who has been squatting here for a few days, everyone is a little stupid, but the others are not serious.
However, when the heavy iron door of the small black room was opened, Dong Xiaoxiang still raised his eyes full of hope, and the light of hope reflected in his eyes.
But such a weak starlight disappeared in an instant when it was clear that the person coming was Tang Nuan.
It's like a person who has been hungry for several days and finally sees delicious food. However, when he gets closer, the food turns out to be a piece of shit, which instantly turns his appetite off.
"Hmph, what are you doing here?"
With a cold snort from her nose, Dong Xiaoxiang quickly moved her eyes away from Tang Nuanhua's face and continued to look blankly at the dark corner. At the same time, she mercilessly let go of the little fire that finally rose in her heart. extinguish.
At this moment, Tang Nuanhua walked in with Lin Nanxiang and others.
The police came to help and turned on the lights in the small dark room. Tang Nuanhua instantly saw an extremely beautiful but very embarrassed face.
Dong Xiaoxiang has been here for several days and nights without sleeping a wink, so her condition cannot get any better.
But she didn't mind that she looked like a human being or a ghost. Instead, she sneered at the appearance of Tang Nuan's paintings.
Inexplicably, Tang Nuanhua suddenly felt a little ridiculous.
There was simply no good attitude for Dong Xiaoxiang. Tang Nuanhua sneered and asked, "Xiaoxiang, how are you doing here these days? Are you feeling comfortable?"
This sentence was obviously a sarcasm, but Dong Xiaoxiang couldn't tell it.
She silently thought to herself that if she continued to stay in this place, she would go crazy. Even if she was not crazy, she would be driven into a psychosis. How could she be better
However, Dong Xiaoxiang didn't bother to show weakness in front of Tang Nuan's picture.
She gritted her teeth and still snorted coldly, "Tang Nuanhua, since you are already here, you can see clearly what my situation is, so there is no need to ask such nonsense, right?"
"Forget it, I'm in your hands now anyway. If you want to kill or behead me, I'll do whatever you want. Do you have any objection?"
He said so, but Dong Xiaoxiang's attitude was clearly very arrogant.
It seemed that he didn't take his own life seriously at all. As long as he didn't show weakness in his momentum, Dong Xiaoxiang didn't care.
If she really had to die, then just die. Anyway, she thought to herself, in the final analysis, her life was just a cheap one, and there was nothing to regret.
But at the next moment, Tang Nuanhua was not angry. Instead, he chuckled and asked, "That's right. For a person who doesn't care about his life, it's not a pity to die. But, if I really kill you, I am mutilated, what should I do if that cripple of yours comes to trouble me?"
"What did you say?"
As soon as Tang Nuanhua finished speaking, Dong Xiaoxiang narrowed his eyes and looked at Tang Nuanhua with a strange expression on his face.
Tang Nuanhua didn't mind reminding him again, "I said, if you die in my hands, I'm worried that your lame brother will come to me for revenge. Dong Xiaoxiang, are you right?"
"Shut up, he is not a cripple, and my master is not a cripple!"
Suddenly, Dong Xiaoxiang became excited.
She glared at Tang Nuanhua angrily, as if Tang Nuanhua had touched something in her heart, and she suddenly became irritable.
If her hands and feet hadn't been chained, she would have rushed to Tang Nuan's painting to make it look good!
And Tang Nuanhua also felt the importance of Dong Xiaoxiang's so-called "master", that is, the cripple, to Dong Xiaoxiang through Dong Xiaoxiang's excited emotions.