"Get in!"

The man snatched the bag from Shen Rong's arm, the muzzle of the gun was tighter, Shen Rong was forced to straighten his spine, Lian Ming couldn't help but want to struggle, Shen Rong tried his best to control his voice.

"Don't be afraid, baby."

Shen Rong walked into the elevator very cooperatively, when the elevator went up, one of the men tried to turn off the button on the ninth floor, but pressed it several times in a row, the elevator did not respond, the man simply gave up, and then stood straight in front of Shen Rong.

At this moment, Shen Rong's mind couldn't help but think of Shuhua, if he was there at this time, maybe there was a glimmer of hope, the elevator reached the ninth floor with a ding, as if God heard Shen Rong's heart, because Shen Rong crossed the man's shoulder, saw Shuhua's figure coming out of another elevator, turned around inadvertently, and glanced inside, Shen Rong had an urge to shout for help, but the ribs on the top of the muzzle on his waist hurt, and he even heard the sound of pulling the trigger.

And Shuhua just glanced at it, turned around and took Xiaodong in his hand and continued to walk towards the door on the side, the elevator closed again, as if a glimmer of light appeared, falling into deeper darkness, the elevator was rising, but Shen Rong's heart was sinking.

Until the elevator door on the eighteenth floor was opened, Shen Rong was pushed out, and the man in front opened the door neatly, turned around and stretched out his hand to Shen Rong, to go to Minghe one after another.

"I'll carry him in, maybe better."

Shen Rong looked at the man with the scar at the corner of his eye, and his calm and rational words made the man look at her more.

"It's better not to play tricks!"

The man behind him saw Shen Rong walking in cooperatively, and did not relax, and when Shen Rong's mother and son entered, the door was slammed shut.

"Put the kids down!"

The man pointed a gun at Shen Rong, although there was no scar on his face, but the aura like a beast running out of the jungle was only found in those outlaws who were used to killing people and licking blood at gunpoint.

"Why did you arrest us?"

Shen Rong followed the man's instructions and slowly put Lian Ming down, while trying to find any possible breakthrough.

"You don't need to know this, don't talk nonsense."

The man with the gun glanced at the accomplice next to him, who had already understood, turned around and walked into the refrigerator, took out a bottle of Yakult, and handed it to Shen Rong.

"Give this to the kid."

Lian Ming had obviously sensed the crisis and immediately hid beside Shen Rong.

"I don't drink!"

Lian Ming's firm tone made the face of the man holding Yakult show a touch of hideousness.

"Little one, this can't help you, you don't drink, uncle feeds you."

Seeing this, Shen Rong hurriedly stopped Lian Ming, and stretched out his hand to the man to ask for Yakult.

"Give it to me!"

The man was slightly surprised by Shen Rong's knowledge, but it should be Shen Rong's cooperation that made him restrain his hideousness a little.

"Don't worry, I can't die, I just don't want him to be too noisy and ruin our business."

Shen Rong took over Yakult:

"How much do you want?"

The man looked at Shen Rong like a joke and said:

"Money? Do you think we're short of money? ”

Shen Rong was taken aback, the kidnapper didn't want money, what else could he want? That's fate, but whose life do you want?

Whose weakness will their mother and son be, and who will pose the greatest threat? Who else but Mom? Father? Chen Biao?

"Don't talk nonsense with her, hurry up, don't drink don't blame the guy in my hand for being unkind."

After the man finished speaking, he really shot at the sofa at Shen Rong's feet, poof, and suddenly with a smell of burnt skin, every nerve of Shen Rong was tense, Lian Ming was already scared and wanted to cry, Shen Rong quickly covered his mouth.

"I'll do what you ask."

After Shen Rong finished speaking, she was ruthless, maybe if they were really useful, she should believe that these two men would not kill them in a short period of time.

Violently ripped open the tin foil on the small bottle, Yakult splashed a lot, and the man couldn't tell whether Shen Rong was intentional or nervous, and glared at her angrily.

"I want to know what's in here?"

Shen Rong was facing the muzzle of the gun, with firmness in his expression.

"Don't worry, you can't die, sleeping pills!"

The man with the gun had a hideous smile in his eyes, but Shen Rong didn't dare to fully believe her words, and lifted Yakult to himself with his hand:

"I'll take a sip and taste it!"

After saying that, he took a sip towards himself.

"Stinky, are you looking for death?"

The man on the side said that he was about to come over and beat Shen Rong, Shen Rong subconsciously hugged Lian Ming, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, if he said that he was not nervous, it would be a lie.

Just as the man grabbed Shen Rong's hair, there was a knock at the door.

Knock knock~

This voice seemed to Shen Rong to be natural, because she saw the shock on the man's face, the person who came was obviously not theirs, but Shen Rong didn't dare to show any joy and expectation, but tried to look innocent.

"Honestly, let's go inside."

Obviously, the two men didn't think that Shen Rong would contact anyone, the man with the gun