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Chapter 1009 The God That No One Can Replace

The metallic voice sounded slowly in this confined space, as pleasant as broken jade, making people addicted.

But when it stopped in the man's ears, it was like a death-induced curse, which made him feel cold all over his body and fear arise from his heart.

Fu Yunian and Xiao Yi's chins were almost falling to the ground.

No way?

It was clearly the first time Huo Siqing saw this person, but from the deeds he listed, it seemed like... he had seen this person with his own eyes when he was a child?!

"Don't try to cheat me," the man said word by word, "I don't understand what you said at all, and I don't believe you can find my identity information."

The information of all personnel at the base is top secret and no outsider can find out.

Even if the power is as powerful as the head of the Huo family, the same is true!

Huo Siqing's dark eyes were deep, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Assistant Cheng, self-confidence is a good thing, too... it's just conceit."

Cheng Dong shook all over, and blood from his head flowed down his stunned eyes, leaving a red mark on his face.

"You...how did you know who I am?!"

This is simply impossible!

Huo Siqing was not in the mood to answer his doubts, "I will only give you half an hour to say everything you know, otherwise... I don't mind sending you and your family for the last journey."

"Mr. Huo is such a good method." Bi He gritted his teeth and said with a grudge.

After all, we can only compromise.

The subsequent interrogation was handed over to Xu Qi, and Huo Siqing left.

Fu Yunian and Xiao Yi had not yet come to their senses from the shock just now, and saw this and quickly followed.

"Brother, how did you know that person's name and hometown?" Fu Yunian was so curious that he was itchy. "You didn't even turn on the computer when you came. It was impossible that you checked the information halfway. Did you see him a long time ago?"

Huo Siqing denied indifferently, "No."

"Damn it! Then what you just said is nonsense?!" As soon as Fu Yunian finished speaking, he denied himself, "No, if you are nonsense, the person named Cheng is so scared."

"Tell us quickly, who are you going to die of anxiety?" Xiao Yi urged anxiously.

This is like playing puzzle game to the last step and not letting you know the answer without any effort, and you are always feeling unhappy.

Huo Siqing frowned slightly with cold eyebrows, raised his hand and pressed the middle of his eyebrows, and said the reasoning process concisely, leaving the rest for them to experience it themselves.

After listening to his explanation, Fu Yunian and Xiao Yi looked suspicious of their lives.

"The person surnamed Cheng has a head injury, and there is a difference in his right leg, but why can't I see anything from this? Where did he infer from what age a person was injured and had a memory loss?"

"You ask me, I don't fucking understand how he could tell from a faded tattoo that he dropped out of school at the age of fifteen and why did he attend??"

It would be fine if this was a traitor.

However, judging from Cheng Dong's reaction, Huo Siqing's reasoning scores are clear and word-of-mouth.

This is a fucking hell.

No matter how much they complain, Fu Yunian and Xiao Yi knew it very well.

Things that others cannot do have never been a big deal for Huo Siqing.

He is... a god that no one can replace outside the domain.



After one night.

Yun Anan woke up in the morning filled with the slightest smell of bitter medicine. The back of his head was still a little heavy and his body was unreasonably weak, but the stuffiness that was blocked in his chest was dispelled a lot.

She sat up with her body and found that the handcuffs on her wrist had been removed at some point, but two shallow red marks were left on it.

Yun Anan looked at the scars on his wrist that were almost invisible, leaned closer to sniff, and indeed smelled a smell of medicine.

I don’t know who gave her medicine, Jingbao, servant, or... Yun Jing?

Thinking of this, Yun Anan smiled as if he was ridiculous. How could it be him? How could he be so gentle to her?

Yun Anan lifted the quilt off the bed, shook his body before barely standing firm. Then he put on his shoes, picked up the cell phone on the table, and left the room without looking back.

The servant happened to bring the medicine up. When he saw Yun Anan going downstairs, he hurried forward to hold her hand, "Miss Yun, why are you getting out of bed? The doctor said that you are still weak and you have to lie down and rest for a while!"

Yun Anan was a little dazed. He was helped by the servant, but he shook his head when he heard the words, "I want to go home, I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

After saying that, she pulled her hand back and walked downstairs step by step.

"But the sir said..." The servant couldn't stop her and had to follow her.

The air conditioning downstairs was very open, and Yun An'an couldn't help but tighten the knitted jacket on his body, but it was still cold.

She pursed her white lips tightly, and the dizzy feeling in her head came up again.

She barely continued to take a step, but her legs seemed to be stepping on cotton. Her eyes turned black and her body fell forward uncontrollably.

"Miss Yun——"

Seeing this scene, the servant screamed in panic. Just as he was about to rush over, he saw that Yun Anan's body did not fall to the ground, but was supported by his arms, and then he hugged her through the bend of her legs.

"Yun, Mr. Yun, fortunately you arrived in time..."

"Let the breath come." Huo Siqing's sword-browed eyebrows were locked, and after giving a deep voice, he held Yun An'an and walked towards the elevator, went upstairs, and placed her on the bed in the master bedroom.

When he lowered his eyes, he saw Yun Anan's snow-white face and his thin eyebrows frowned due to discomfort. His chest was so stuffy that his breath became a little depressed.

"You are still weak and cannot walk around at will. You need to rest." Huo Siqing's voice was slightly deeper, and his palm gently stroked her eyebrows.

Yun Anan finally recovered, and his eyes were no longer dark. When he heard his voice, his body suddenly trembled.

The memories of that night drowned her like a tide, leaving only a lingering sense of suffocation and grievance.

She bit her lip, and even if she wanted to shake it, she wouldn't shake it. She knew that with her current physical condition, she might have fallen down again before she even walked out of the room.

But the anger in her heart was not something he could relieve with just a soft word.

Yun Anan broke free from Huo Siqing's arms, turned around with the quilt in his arms, and turned his back to him angrily, too lazy to pay attention to it.

Huo Siqing's narrow eyes dimmed, he bent his long legs and sat down on the edge of the bed, and asked her in a low voice: "Since you wake up, let's take medicine first."

The medicine on the table was still warm. Huo Siqing was not here just now, and the servant didn't know how to feed Yun Anan who was still in a coma, so he had to put it on first and wait until he came back.

Yun An'an's eyes were closed, as if he hadn't heard his words, and he was motionless.

However, after only half a minute of stalemate, Yun Anan felt his waist being held up, his head was turned to one side, and then a soft touch covered her lips.

Immediately, the warm tongue tip pushed her lips and teeth hard, and slowly moved into a bitter touch when she opened her mouth.

Yun Anan immediately opened his eyes and saw the handsome man who was close to him and the ink-colored eyes as deep as a cold pond.
Chapter completed!
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