On an overdeveloped hill in the western suburbs, full of bare ridges, woods and shrubs are pitifully scarce, and only a handful of vehicles enter and exit the city and take shortcuts.

At the foot of the hill, where many factories once stayed, in the site of a large three-story abandoned chemical factory, the middle part of the first floor to the third floor is opened, and from the ground floor, you can directly look at the mottled ceiling of the top floor, and the rusty fence on both sides. Huge iron drums rolled down everywhere, each filled with the smell of rust and chemicals that had never gone away.

Chu Mojing stood in front of the giant container to the right of the door, propped herself up on a triangular stand with one hand, holding her mobile phone in her hand.

Now she looks like a down-and-out skeleton, dressed in black trousers, a pleated shirt, a hair shawl, and ordinary clothes on her, making her already dull face even inferior.

And the opposite side she looked at with interest was an embarrassed aftermath.

She was tied to a rusty iron chair, still unconscious, her black hair hanging disheveledly over her round shoulders, and she was dressed in a fashionable little black dress, now like a rag, covered with dust and blood, and looking particularly dirty.

Her head was half tilted back on the chair, the scars on her face were extremely miserable, her eyes and face were swollen and she couldn't see her original beauty, and the corners of her mouth were broken, and even bloodshots.

What's even more weird is that her left foot is buckled below the ankle, which is more than the angle that a normal person can bend, and the ankle is not discolored, but it is high and swollen, and it looks like it has been broken by life.

And behind her stood a man of about 1.9 meters, tall and strong, wearing black pants, vest, short boots, and short inches, looking extremely fierce. He had a pistol in his hand, and this pistol ...... Facing the back of Chu Mojing's head.

Chu Mojing held the phone in her hand, looking at Yu Yinyu's appearance, her eyes were full of satisfaction, and she seemed to enjoy the feeling of being now, bloody, violent, and threatening.

That's what it describes...... Those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes.

Thinking of this, she actually laughed in a low voice, and Tang Yong also had the rare patience to listen to her laugh.

"That's it?" Tang Yong was relaxed, Chu Mojing seemed to be able to think of him on the other end of the phone, the smile on his face, the smile on his face gradually stiffened, his back was cold, and he shivered.

She smiled and snorted coldly, "Of course, these things I ask for must be delivered by you in person at seven o'clock tomorrow night, in advance or later, or you send someone to fool me...... The muzzle of the gun is not long-sighted, you know, I don't have time to play other tricks with you. ”

"Okay."

Tang Yong's unhesitating answer made Chu Mojing stunned, he didn't even think about it, so he agreed.

She didn't believe that Tang Yong didn't know the danger of this business, she needed money, if she could really leave City A smoothly and return to the United States, if her parents knew that Chu Lai's affairs were related to her, if they would never let her go anywhere, then she might as well live freely with this money...... Of course, all this is only under the premise that she can leave City A smoothly.

She knows very well who Tang Yong is, and the possibility that she can leave is very small, because she wants to make Xia Fanjin lose everything, if Tang Yong knows...... She couldn't run away.

So, she's ready for anything......

In short, if she has no way out, she will let them all bury her.

Chu Mojing remembered the car accident on the coastal road that year, when she was confused and her eyes were blinded by bright red blood, he looked at her quietly like this, without a trace of warmth in his eyes.

Now, for the sake of women other than Xia Fanjin, he has responded to all the requests in one bite.

"Tang Yong," she silently hooked the corners of her lips, and her hoarse voice was full of desolate mockery, "You are really open-minded enough for Yu Yinmei, Xia Fanjin knows that you are so willing and open-minded for the sake of other women?" ”

Tang Yong was silent, "See you tomorrow." ”

In just three words, no one can guess his mind that is as plain as water, but deep as ice.

After Tang Yong finished speaking, he hung up the phone, Chu Mojing's eyes curled, in order to make him feel a little nervous, she turned on the camera, pointed at Yu Yinyu in a coma, pressed the shooting button, and sent the photo to Tang Yong.

At this time, she recorded another video and sent it to the woman on the other side of the coast.

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Xia Fanjin was just about to have lunch, and there was a prompt in the mailbox.

She sat on the couch, rubbing her legs as she opened the mailbox.

It turned out to be a video email from a stranger.

When she opened the video, the dim light in the video made her stunned, accompanied by the familiar and unfamiliar sound, as if a cold snake was spitting apricots and slowly climbing up her back.

Xia Fanjin got goosebumps.

In the video, she couldn't see the speaker's face, but when she opened her mouth, she heard Chu Mojing's voice, hoarse, gloomy, and the tone still retained a familiar feeling.

In the picture, it is a dilapidated and empty abandoned factory, judging from the light, it should be night, the picture turns, accompanied by her unhurried and smiling voice, "Xia Fanjin, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you recognize who she is?" ”

The picture freezes, and on a chair not far away, there is a woman sitting with her eyes closed, her hair scattered, half of her face is swollen to the point that she is unrecognizable, and the other half of her face is also full of scars. And she could clearly see that behind the woman stood a figure, extremely strong, and she could not see her face, only from the bottom of her chest, and he held a gun in his hand, the muzzle of which was pointed at the back of the woman's head.

Xia Fanjin pressed the pause, staring at the woman tightly, in the dim light, her facial features were already swollen and deformed, knowing that Xia Fanjin's eyes were locked on the little black dress on her, she suddenly realized.

Yu Yin.

Chu Mojing caught Yu Yinyu?

Xia Fanjin frowned, what does this have to do with her? Why send it to her?

And she thought about it, and the next second, her breathing suddenly stopped......

Tang Yong!

She hurriedly pressed the play button, listening to Chu Mojing's hoarse voice and said slowly, "See?" Yu Yin, do you feel unusually happy when you see her like this? I also feel very happy. But do you know, Tang Yong, who said that he loved you so much just now, promised to ransom her at a high price, and at seven o'clock in the evening, he personally sent me money. ”

Chu Mojing said and sighed, "He can send me to prison for you, and he can give me 200 million for Yu Yinwei, so I will fulfill him, and I am here on three floors...... Thirty bombs were placed, no more, no less, only thirty kilograms, which was only a little less powerful than TNT bombs, and I, ah, connected them with a device, as long as one of them was detonated, all the bombs would explode......"

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention, this is a chemical plant, maybe there are some flammable and explosive materials left...... Do you guess, will Tang Yong have a full corpse tomorrow? ”

Xia Fanjin's face suddenly turned pale, and Chu Mojing went crazy...... She wants to lure Tang Yong over, she wants to kill Tang Yong?

"Xia Fanjin, now I think it's fair, the man I can't get, you didn't get in the end, even if he ruined me for you, now he can still die for other women. I know that he doesn't love you, so I'm relieved, do you feel a little bit of my feelings now? Don't worry, for the sake of the child in your belly, if I'm still alive, I'll give you a live broadcast of his death. ”

The final shot, resting behind a pillar with a bomb strapped to it......

Xia Fanjin held her mobile phone tightly, Aunt Zhang took out a plate of dishes from the kitchen and put it on the table, looking at Xia Fanjin sitting on the sofa There was something wrong, she was still pinching her legs just now, why is she motionless now?

"Miss Xia?" Aunt Zhang called out to her as she walked towards her.

Xia Fanjin didn't react, and Aunt Zhang walked in to find that there was no trace of blood on her face, and her eyes were stunned.

"Ah, what's wrong with you?" Aunt Zhang was anxious all of a sudden, thinking that something had happened to her, and pushed her shoulder.

Xia Fanjin blocked her with his hand, and the whole person seemed to be drained of strength, "I'm fine......"

After she finished speaking, she got up with her stomach and went upstairs to the bedroom.

She glanced at the time, it was eleven o'clock, and it was already three o'clock in the morning, and there were still sixteen hours before 'seven o'clock in the evening' in City A.

Xia Fanjin looked out the window, the weather was sunny today, the sea was blue, and the glittering light spots hit the sea, like the light refracted by diamonds.

But she felt so cold, and her whole body was weak and cold.

She looked at her phone, touched her stomach, and dialed the number.

"Hey," the phone rang a few times and was picked up, he hadn't heard his voice for a long time, and he was secretly cautious.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, Tang Yi softened his voice and asked.

"Are you going to save Yu Yinyou?" Xia Fanjin's eyes stared straight at the reflective sea outside, and it took a long time to move his eyes, and his throat was actually very difficult to make a sound, but it was so calm that it was not like she said it.

Tang Yong was obviously stunned, and then fell silent.

His silence was acquiescence, and Xia Fanjin suddenly felt that his heart was being grabbed fiercely.

"You don't go."

The pictures in her mind were mixed, full of bombs and Chu Mojing's terrifying voice, she couldn't help but repeat it, word by word: "I said, don't go." ”

"Don't worry so much, you have a good rest, I'll see you in two days," Tang Yong's voice was calm and soft, just making people hear a chilling coolness.

"Chu Mojing planted the bomb, you will die, don't go." Xia Fanjin pinched the sheets with her fingers, until her joints were painful, and she trembled in fear, "Don't go, I beg you." ”

Tang Yi smiled and asked lightly, "Who told you?" ”