1774, you must protect my safety
One of the bodyguards frowned and stepped forward, whispering: "He's gone!"
"What?"
Young Master Xue exclaimed in disbelief, then pushed the bodyguard in front of him aside and rushed in himself.
From the doorway of the bungalow, the entire layout inside could be seen at a glance.
It's basically impossible to hide a person here.
The two bodyguards had spent two or three minutes inside, checking the wardrobe and the bed.
They found that all the clothes and personal items in the closet had been taken away.
"Damn!"
In his fury, Young Master Xue threw his cigarette butt to the ground.
He turned swiftly, grabbing one of his subordinates, and shouted, "Didn't you say this was a place you found, and that he definitely wouldn't run?"
"I'm sorry, Boss, I don't know what happened either!"
The bodyguard was equally bewildered, as just yesterday morning, he had talked to Ah Biao on the phone.
