Chapter Eighty-Seven—Courage?
"Bell bell~" Hello Miss Ann. I'm a waiter just now.
An Han opened the door and frowned and asked, "What's the matter!"
The waiter brought a drink and placed it on the table. "I'm sorry Miss Ann!" I just watched at the door when you asked your fellow lady to pick up the clothes. If you feel like you're delayed, I'll send you a glass of water...... I...... I'm sorry!"
An Han saw the waiter's attitude and embarrassment, and felt that a piece of clothing was not a big problem. Smiled faintly: "It's okay, I know." Let's get out first!"
"Thank you, Miss Ahn. With that, the waiter exited the room.
An Han looked at the lounge, picked up the water glass and took a sip gently. Sitting on the sofa bored and scrolling through the phone. After about two minutes, I felt a little dizzy.
An Han held his forehead, wanted to get up but fell on the sofa. She subconsciously felt that something was wrong. Hurriedly picked up the mobile phone, pressed the shutdown button 3 times in a row, and the mobile phone automatically dialed out the emergency contact. Nangong Chenyang
"Hey, Xiaohan?" Nangong Chenyang downstairs picked up the phone and couldn't hear the sound.
An Han used his last strength and reason, and whispered on the phone: "306, there is a problem." After speaking, An Han lost consciousness.
Nangong Chenyang immediately hung up the phone and rushed to the 3rd floor.
This is the door to the 306 lounge that is opened. Several people hurriedly walked into the lounge, picked up An Han and walked out of the lounge. did not dare to take the elevator or stairs, but directly took An Han to the first floor from an abandoned staircase next to the warehouse.
Nangong Chenyang walked into the lounge and found that it was empty. Then chase it out. Discover what's under your feet. When I raised my foot, I saw that it was An Han's necklace. She brought out a very small and delicate necklace today, with small beads the size of sesame seeds on it. Nangong Chenyang hurriedly chased the beads downstairs
As soon as I arrived downstairs, I saw An Han being carried up in a black business car. Nangong Chenyang didn't care too much, and saw that there was just one person getting out of the car, snatching the car keys, and then chasing the business car.
In the car, Nangong Chenyang dialed Xiao Li's phone. confessed: "An Han was hijacked, and the current license plate number is Z5873 black business. Locate my phone! I'm chasing this car! Gather all the company's first-level security! Go to the last location at any time! Tell Wu Ya that she knows what to do. ”
"Yes, young master!" Xiao Li hung up the phone and immediately arranged manpower. and dialed Wu Ya's phone.
"What! Miss has been kidnapped! I'll take a dress!"
Wu Ya asked anxiously
"Yes, the young master said you know what to do," Xiao Li replied
"Got it" After Wu Ya hung up the phone, she immediately found Qingping and explained the situation. See all the monitoring of the hotel together.
After the hotel manager confirmed that it was suitable, the waiter was indeed a hotel employee, but the woman could not be found after the incident. But through the entry identity information, the woman's address was quickly found
Wu Ya immediately sent this information to Xiao Li, and asked him to send someone to monitor it closely, and I set off to the Nangong Group Security Company
Nangong Chenyang followed the black business and went all the way to a dilapidated school. The van drove directly into the school. And nearly 100 people came out of the school, holding various weapons, facing Nangong Chenyang.
Nangong Chenyang got out of the car and said coldly: "I don't want to die, hand over An Han!"
"Oh, Nangong Shao always has such a big temper!" Zhang Xiaoman walked out from behind a group of people, laughing and saying.
Nangong Chenyang said coldly: "Zhang Xiaoman, who gave you the guts to hijack An Han!"
"Guts, born to carry it!" Zhang Xiaoman quipped with a sneer
"Do you want to let people go?" Nangong Chenyang's voice was cold, almost cold
Zhang Xiaoman glanced at Nangong Chenyang, took out a knife in his hand and put it on An Han's face. looked at Nangong Chenyang: "Mr. Nangong Shao, you have a really big temper!, but now that this woman is in my hands, do you talk to me with this attitude?"
"What do you want?" Nangong Chenyang almost lost his patience, and his voice was as cold as three thousand feet of ice.