Chapter 900: Surviving in a Foreign Country
Su Tong's heart was beating violently.
She clutched the glass bottle in her hand that had quietly unscrewed the cap.
The driver was drunk and hazy, but there was a strange light in his eyes.
He suddenly took out a gun in his right hand, pointed at Su Tong, and said, "Get out of the car!"
Su Tong understood what was about to happen.
It was pitch black outside the car window, and the wasteland of the United States was wider than that of the country.
Su Tong calmly got out of the car and said: "Sir, don't be impulsive, if you want money, I can give it to you, I have dollars in my bag, which I changed before I went abroad, but not much, because there are regulations at the exit office, you can't carry too much foreign currency across the border." ”
The driver grinned, like a hunter looking at his prey, and said proudly and rampantly: "Take it off!"
Su Tongfang's heart tightened, and her throat was astringent: "What?"
The driver pointed a pistol at her clothes.
Su Tong was anxious and angry, and the biting cold wind made her keep fighting.
She pretended to be frightened, helpless, submissive, and well-behaved like a lamb to the slaughter.
Su Tong raised his hands, as if he was about to start unbuttoning his coat, but after raising his hand, he clenched the glass bottle in his right hand and quickly threw it in the driver's face.
"Ahh
He subconsciously held his face and wiped the dirt on his face.
Su Tong gritted his silver teeth and kicked at the opponent's vital point.
The driver couldn't open his eyes, his eyes were hot as if they were burning!
He was about to hit his high heels, as if he had been pierced by an awl, and his heart ached.
The driver held his face in one hand and the vital point in the other, and shouted, "What did you do to me,, what did you spray on my face?"
Annoyed, he held up his gun and scattered it around.
"Woohoo!"
Three gunshots in a row.
The driver listened attentively, but could not hear the woman's voice.
After a while, the sound of the car's engine was heard.
The driver realized that the beautiful woman who had just become his prey actually drove away in his car!
The car started up and accelerated forward.
The driver pointed in the direction of the car and fired three more shots.
If a bullet hits the body, it makes a dull sound.
However, he didn't hear the expected sound.
He is not a sharpshooter, and he only wants to kill his wife when he buys a gun, with his eyes closed, in horror, where can he shoot accurately?
The sound of the car gradually drifted away, and finally it could not be heard.
The driver's eyes are getting hotter and more painful.
He fell to the ground in agony, rolling and wailing like a wounded lion.
It's a wasteland.
He wanted to play to death a beautiful exotic woman here.
Unexpectedly, the woman used a bottle of something, successfully restrained him, and successfully drove away!
There was no one to save him, he was left to fend for himself.
At this moment, Su Tong drove the car, driving forward blankly and aimlessly.
She didn't know where she was, she didn't know where she was, she just knew that she had to flee quickly!
There was a light ahead.
The car drove through the wasteland and into the driveway.
Su Tong walked towards the bright light.
It's a market town with convenience stores, hotels, and bars, and it's still open.
Su Tong calmed down, pulled over, walked into a convenience store, bought a bottle of water, and asked the clerk, where is this and how to get to Boston?
The clerk looked at Su Tong with a smile, took out a map, and handed it to her: "I think, do you need this?"
Su Tong nodded and bought the map.
The clerk pointed to a point on the map she unfolded: "Here you are." ”
He moved his finger and pointed to another: "The place you want to go is here." ”
Su Tong looked at it, fortunately it was not very far.
She paid, grabbed the water and map, hurried out of the convenience store, drove the taxi, and headed for Boston.
Halfway through the drive, Su Tong suddenly thought of the strange noise in the trunk.
She stopped the car, found a flashlight in the front of the car, and came to the back of the car with courage.
Su Tong tried to knock on the trunk first.
No sound.
She tried to open it, but found that the trunk was too tight to open.
Su Tong searched all over the car, but he didn't find the button switch in the trunk.
Yang Fei and Quan Xiuyan chatted until late before going to bed.
This woman deserves to be a journalist, and the level of chat is really high.
After getting along for a few days, she learned about Yang Fei's life experience and experience, and even asked who Yang Fei had a crush on when he was in elementary school.
Yang Fei was very helpless about this.
Many issues belong to his private sphere, which are the secrets of his heart, not to mention strangers, even his closest parents or lovers, and he has never revealed them.
But Quan Xiuyan has a good excuse: "I am your shadow, I am only responsible for listening and recording, these things may not be written into the book, and the content of the book must be approved by you before it can be published." But I need to understand, because it will affect my judgment of you, and determine what kind of person I write about you in the book. ”
Yang Fei had no choice but to say something.
At this moment, Yang Fei was lying on the bed, dazed, half-asleep and half-awake, and had a very strange dream.
He dreamed of Su Tong!
Su Tong was covered in blood, stood in front of him, stretched out his hand, and called for help: "Yang Fei, Yang Fei ......"
Yang Fei woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.
"Senior sister!" Yang Fei called softly, feeling very strange.
He rarely dreams, and even less dreams of Su Tong.
But Yang Fei has a peculiar sixth sense, that is, the dreams he has had, as if they have happened before, or will be fulfilled at some point in the future.
He thought of Su Tong, who was covered in blood in his dream, and couldn't sleep.
Yang Fei got up and called Su Tong.
However, the phone could not be connected.
Yang Fei called the reservoir villa, but no one answered.
He called his home in the provincial capital and Beijin, Shanghai, Huacheng, and Shencheng, but no one answered.
Yang Fei couldn't help but be anxious.
Su Tong always lives in these places, where can she go so late?
Yang Fei looked at the time, it was already more than two o'clock in the middle of the night.
He hesitated, but still dialed the phone number at Su Tong's house.
After a long time, Su Mu's voice came from inside: "Who?"
Yang Fei tried his best to smile and calmly asked Su Tong if he was at home.
Su Mu said no, she came back some time ago and went out a long time ago.
Yang Fei interrupted and called Xiang Qiao again.
Xiang Qiao answered the phone, and when he heard the voice of the boss, he said happily: "Boss!"
Yang Fei was in no mood to talk to her about anything else, and asked directly, "What about Su Tong?"
"Sister Su, I don't know. I'm here in Beijin, Sister Su seems to be in Shencheng, right? During this time, she has been helping Mr. Hu promote and promote Aiduo mobile phones. ”
"yes, I see. ”
Yang Fei called Hu Zhibiao again.
Hu Zhibiao was stunned before he reacted from his sleep and replied that Mr. Su had left Shencheng two days ago.
Yang Fei called Ma Feng again.
Ma Feng replied: "I don't know, Miss Su hasn't let me follow or drive for the past two days." ”
Yang Fei said in a deep voice: "How do you do it? Why don't you follow her? Now Mr. Su can't find it! Such a big living person, no one knows where she is? If she has any accident, Ma Feng, I can't spare you!"
The richest man Yang Fei
The richest man Yang Fei