Both of my nostrils were gagged by myself, and now my mouth is gagged as well, and I can't breathe at all.

And my hands, at this time, were being grabbed tightly by the hands of the gangster man, and he rudely twisted my hands behind me, and I felt something like rope, which was being tied to the wrists of my hands, and it hurt me, and I tried to struggle with my hands, but the more I struggled, the more the rope rubbed my wrists.

I've been kidnapped!

Although I had already guessed in my heart that it was possible, the situation now gave me more definite information.

I don't know why they want to kidnap me, and I don't know if they have any intention of tearing me up, but I've heard before that the kidnapped person has to go through the process of being blackmailed before the ticket is torn up, and as for the content of the blackmail, it's either for love, hatred, money, or sex.

But am I going to get ripped up before I even figure out why I was kidnapped?

What's even more speechless is that even part of the responsibility for tearing up the ticket lies with me, because my nostrils are blocked by myself.

You can imagine how annoyed I felt at that time? If I really died like this, would I be named the most wronged person of the year?

When there is enough oxygen 24 hours a day, you won't even think about it, there is such an important thing related to life around you all the time, and you won't have any gratitude to nature, but once you don't have it, you need it desperately.

Don't lie to you, when my lungs were about to explode because there was no air, I really swore to God in my heart, I thought that if God could give me a breath of life-saving air at this time, I would definitely become an environmental protection guardian in the future, plant more trees, care for flowers and trees, and make less garbage. (It looks a bit like a public service announcement.) ）

But God didn't hear the call in my heart, and in desperation, I could only wriggle desperately and struggle, and the sound of "whine" for help came out of my throat.

My hands were tied very tightly behind my back, and I couldn't break free at all, and it hurt so much that I had to kick with my feet, but due to the lack of oxygen, I gradually lost any strength, and could only kick indiscriminately subconsciously.

But my kick upset the gangster man, and when he got my hand, he kicked me hard in the leg, then rudely grabbed my feet and wrapped a rope around my legs.

"You'd better get acquainted with Lao Tzu, cooperate obediently and don't make trouble, you move around again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will kill you now. ”

He wrapped the rope around him and said threatening words.

I couldn't move my legs, I could only stare at him, my eyes must have become red, my mind was gradually chaotic, I wanted to remind him that I was afraid that before he killed me, I was already going to die of lack of oxygen.

However, he apparently did not notice this yet, and continued to work there to tie me up like a dumpling.

I thought I was really going to die, the extreme lack of oxygen made me desperately want to sleep, but I still had a shred of reason left in my head, desperately trying to stop my eyes from closing, I knew that if I slept this time, I might never wake up.

However, no matter how much I tried to open my eyes, I only rolled them a few times and closed them in vain.

As my mind sank into darkness, the figure of the boss flashed vaguely in my mind, and I whispered, "Boss, boss, where are you? Come and help me!", and then completely lost consciousness.