Chapter 1190: Life and Death (20)
A Western man opened the car door and removed the rope on Xia Yucheng's body and the towel on her mouth, but after all, she had been tied up for too long, and she was numb and couldn't move at all.
The Western man pulled her by the hand and dragged her out of the car, she reached out and held on to the car door to support herself, and then looked around, looking around at the qiē.
"Miss Xia, please!" the Western man said in stiff Chinese.
The hall of the castle is very large, but there is no furniture, and it looks very empty and gloomy. A silver-haired old man from the West walked over and glanced at Xia Yucheng coldly.
"Parker, the man brought!" said the Western man.
There was a look of disdain in Parker's azure eyes: "A windy woman?"
"Yes!"
"Feng Hao used to like such a woman, as thin as a rib," Parker stretched out his long hand, and his already wrinkled fingers firmly restrained Xia Yucheng's chin, and lifted her face up, "Eastern women don't have the sexuality of Western women, but she is really beautiful, especially her eyes ......"
They all spoke English, and I didn't expect Xia Yucheng to understand.
Xia Yucheng was very disgusted with this silver-haired old man in her heart, but she also knew that she couldn't provoke these people when she didn't know the situation.
Now, the more dangerous she is, the less safe she becomes, and the weaker she is, the more she disgraces her.
"Bring it in!" Parker let go of his hand and turned to go in.
The Western man hurriedly pushed Xia Yucheng's shoulder, Xia Yucheng didn't say anything, just silently followed the silver-haired old man named Parker into the hall.
A young man with a long figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with long brown hair, a handsome and bewitching facial contour, and a straight suit to show off his perfect and slender figure.
"Welcome to the Humble House, Miss Xia Yucheng!" he shook the goblet in his hand slightly, the red liquid drawing graceful lines. His Chinese is very standard and his voice is soft.
"Who are you?" Xia Yucheng felt that the handsome young man in front of him looked very unfamiliar, but it felt very familiar.
What surprised her even more was that this man had a pair of violet eyes, and his appearance had both the deep and three-dimensional appearance of Westerners and the delicate softness of Orientals.
"Guess what, there's a reward for guessing!" The man's evil narrow eyes showed a dark but terrifying glint, and the corners of his faint, cold mouth raised, "If you guess right, I will reward you with the one you are most interested in...... Or, tell me who I am.
Xia Yucheng looked at him as if he wanted to play a game of cat and mouse, so he looked at him and replied: "This is the question I am least interested in, and I don't want to guess." ”
The man's handsome face looked extremely disappointed, and he picked up his glass and silently drank the contents of the glass, and Parker stepped forward to take the empty glass.
"Miss Xia, don't you want to know why your first love betrayed you?" His purple eyes were full of dark luster, but the strange charm was bottomless, and there was an aura of death wafting between the treacherous.
"What you want to say, you will naturally say. If you don't want to say it, even if I want the answer so badly, you'll be silent. Why should I waste my words? Moreover, Lu Licheng is nothing to me now. Xia Yucheng said and moved his wrist that had been strangled with traces.
She didn't know what this place was, and she didn't know who these people were. But since it has been kidnapped, it is better to be at peace if it comes.