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In total darkness, one's senses become acute.

Qiao Weihuan could feel that the cargo ship was moving at a constant speed in the cabin that fluctuated with the microwave.

With her hands and feet tied, she struggled to sit up from the ground, her calves accidentally brushing against the hard object, and she tentatively touched them again with her legs, which felt like a wooden box. As the cargo ship moved forward, there were bursts of glass colliding and the faint sound of water in the box from time to time.

On the surface, the ship was supposed to be carrying wine. Other than that, it's hard to confirm anything.

Qiao Weihuan half-leaned on the cold cabin, the wound on his forehead turned from fresh to old, and the dried blood stains stuck to the wound, becoming a mottled and rusty film.

In the silent space, Qiao Weihuan stiffened all over, his numb limbs were about to lose consciousness, and he licked his dry lips.

Suddenly, the door opened. The heavy iron door was pulled, and a miserable white light appeared with a creak.

Someone came in with a flashlight, his back was stiff, and his footsteps were high and low, light and heavy, like long and short legs.

This person first put down the lamp, then bent down to pick up something, and walked slowly towards Qiao Weihuan.

It wasn't until he crouched down in front of him, scooped a spoonful of food into her mouth, and handed it to her lips that she knew the man had come to feed her.

It was also at this time that Qiao Weihuan finally saw the other party's appearance.

The light here is miserable, the man has the light on his back, and as he looks down and looks up, there is a faint appearance of uneven skin, a bruised face, and swollen lips, which at first glance are almost indistinguishable from ghosts.

Especially when he speaks, word by word, his tone is short and stereotyped, and he is 100,000 points eccentric.

"No, poison, you, open, mouth."

Qiao Weihuan was stiff, and she got goosebumps when she was told by these three words.

But she obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the half-lukewarm meal.

The man was silent, scooping another spoonful and handing it over.

Soon, a bowl of dry rice and a stack of side dishes were eaten by Qiao Weihuan, and the man fed her half a glass of water, and then picked up the dishes and chopsticks without saying a word.

When he turned around, Qiao Weihuan saw his left sleeve swinging around, and there seemed to be nothing inside.

The man dragged out with different steps, turned back halfway, bent down, and loosened the rope on her leg and foot by two, slightly relieving the pain of the blood in her leg.

But this man was only a food deliverer, and he usually stayed outside the cabin, and remained silent for a long time, without a sound.

Occasionally, Qiao Weihuan would wonder if there was really someone outside. However, this person did not leave, because in another long silence, Qiao Weihuan thought that he was not there, and then clearly heard him talking through the hatch.

"Small, time, brother is very, very good......"

"Nothing, nothing, this, this time it will probably take a few, a few, a few days—a few days to ......."

He's a stammer.

No wonder when I first started talking to her, I communicated in such a weird way.

The man chatted with his sister in gentle but intermittent language, Qiao Weihuan listened to himself, and then a rush of footsteps interrupted the brief peace.

But whenever there is a group, there is a default hierarchy, regardless of the class of the group itself.

Outside the cabin door, the tall man slapped off the man's mobile phone, unceremoniously pushed the person to the side, and spat at him disdainfully, "You still call if you don't understand what you say?" ”

The man didn't talk back, nor did he fight back, but silently picked up the phone, wiped it with great care, and put it in his pocket.

"How's the people?"

"It's okay."

"Be louder!"

"Still, still, good!"

There was a lot of laughter, mixed with a little push and shouting, and then the noise gradually subsided, and calm returned to the outside door.

When the man came in again today, it was evening.

When the door opened, Qiao Weihuan saw that the color of the sea and the sky was rendered by the heavy sunset, and the magnificent and shocking red color was spread out layer by layer between the heaven and the earth.

The man limped in, the swelling on his face increasing instead of abating, and there was a new wound that was obvious.

While feeding, Qiao Weihuan chewed and asked him in a hoarse and soft voice, "How old is your sister?" ”

The man was visibly stunned, and only said in the past few seconds: "Ten, four, years old." ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled shallowly, "She must be very beautiful." ”

As she spoke, her eyes drooped, her fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her amorous tails provoked a little quiet arc. The wound on her forehead and the dirt on her face could not cover the whiteness of her skin and the peaceful and chic beauty.

The man was silent, and then said, "Without you, you, you are beautiful." ”

Before leaving, the man deliberately completely untied the rope on Qiao Weihuan's legs, and only went in to re-tie it in the middle of the night when he was about to sleep.

In the past few days, the cargo ship has stopped twice, and they have also changed ships twice, and when Qiao Weihuan is transferred, she will be watched by everyone, and she can't find a good opportunity to run away, so she can only keep to herself.

Everything was calm, there was no incident, and Qiao Weihuan was finally able to chat with the man who delivered the meal, but he didn't dare to ask for information from the side.

More time, Qiao Weihuan spent more time with the silence of the room, and then put his body against the edges and corners of the wooden box, and carefully used the edges and corners to grind the hemp rope on his wrists.

The man's heart was soft-hearted, and he moved a few wisps of compassion, and it was also because Qiao Weihuan was too honest, not noisy, not struggling, that he gave her a few hours of relaxation, but he didn't forget his "duty" and never let go of her hand for a moment.

The rope was tied quite firmly, and Qiao Weihuan tried to break free, but it didn't work, so he could only use this method, hoping to break the hemp rope.

After a few days, her wrists were rubbed by rough hemp rope and the edges and corners of the wooden box, and the pain paralyzed her whole body......

In Manchester, the news of the Duke of Demville's return almost caused a sensation in the city.

Families with heads and faces have sent representatives to visit their homes. When they got there, it was Morris who received them.

Cui Chengchuan dealt with waves of people, and finally got really impatient, threw it to Uncle Zhong, and went upstairs to find He Zhengxiao by himself.

Outside the door, the man had already come out, wearing a long dark gray coat with a good texture, full of cold elegance. The slender fingers held the mobile phone, the lips hung just the right curvature, and the night eyes were neither happy nor angry, only revealing a slight frost and cold.

"Xie San, using a woman to negotiate conditions with me, you are too whimsical."

"Mr. Duke jumped into the sea for a woman, and I thought it couldn't happen until I saw it with my own eyes."

On the other end of the phone, Xie Sanye said coldly, "Demwell, there is an old saying in our country, called 'forgive people and spare people', you cooperate with that old ghost, I have nothing to say, but I always have to leave someone a way to live." You want to leave me without a place to stay, and I can't compromise on this. ”

"So?"

"I let the island go, and in the future, our well water will not interfere with the river water!"

"Xie San, I am determined to win that island, whether you let it or not. If you want to talk, change to more powerful conditions......"

With long legs stepping away, the man went downstairs straight, and said in a low and cold voice: "For example, withdraw from Southeast Asia." ”

The whole of Southeast Asia is Xie San's foundation, and if he retreats, it is equivalent to giving up the country that has been worked hard for decades, and becoming a waste person who has no ability to fight back!

Third Master Xie snorted murderously and coldly, "Demwell, don't forget, now you have your life in my hands!" ”

"Fate?" The man chuckled softly, "The Demville family has no fate. ”

Without waiting for Xie Sanye to speak again, with a light press of his long finger, the mobile phone screen was separated from the keyboard, and with a "click", it fell to the ground.

The man took out a cigarette and lit it slowly, his cold eyes pierced through the smoke and fell on Cui Chengchuan, "Xie San is too slippery, you may not be able to touch his real foothold." I'll go there myself and send another wave of people to follow. ”

Cui Chengchuan's heart moved, his eyes were half squinted, and he said with a smile, "I checked the ships that left City B that day, and there were more than 200 ships that went abroad. ”

These boats travel in the waves, going to various countries, and everywhere they pass needs to be investigated, and it is unlikely that they will be able to touch the whereabouts of the little butterflies within a few days.

Art is in a hurry, right?

"Xie San will tell me where she is in person."

He Zhengxiao gracefully flicked the cigarette ash, and the wide and moderate eyelid folds pressed down heavily, making his contours look a little deeper.

"I don't think you need to come with me to Chivatanio, stay here for the time being, help Charlotte."

Cui Chengchuan's face froze, his thin long lips pursed, and he turned around and left, his steps were very heavy.

……

On the cargo ship, the man has not yet come to deliver today's meal.

Qiao Weihuan didn't know the time, but her stomach was fed at a fixed time, and when she was hungry, it didn't take long for a man to come in and deliver food.

Now that she is not hungry, it proves that she can continue to fight with the rope with confidence and boldness.

But the rope was too thick, and she worked tirelessly for several days, but she only saw a little fruit—the thick hemp rope was worn off.

Just as Qiao Weihuan was moving cautiously, there was a sudden sound outside.

"Fuck, what about the waste? Dare to be lazy, damn it and see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill him! ”

Then the door was kicked open, and the sudden brightness made Qiao Weihuan shake his eyes.

At this moment, I felt that the rope on my wrist broke a second strand.

By the time I could see the person coming, the man had already strode in.

Qiao Weihuan's scalp was numb, and her arms stiffened and did not move.

When someone rudely pulled her hair and viciously dragged her up from the ground, Qiao Weihuan was very happy.

Luckily, they didn't come to check the rope, and if they found that the rope was broken twice, they would replace it with a new one, and they would be more closely guarded.

"Stinky, I can't eat or sleep well, you/mother are alive and well!"

Foul language jumped out of that big mouth, and Qiao Weihuan didn't respond when he farted.

This kind of irritable person is hard to suppress his anger and anger, and the more he struggles to resist, the more likely it is to provoke his reaction, and the smoother it will be less painful.

But when this person's big hand touched her collar, Qiao Weihuan couldn't be calm anymore, she opened her eyes wide and saw this person's hideous and cruel smile. Then, the big terrible hand ripped open her clothes, and with a further pull, a piece of her dirty coat was torn off.

"Ready-made goods, Lao Tzu doesn't need to use them in vain!"

He let go of his hand and let Qiao Weihuan fall to the ground, his fingers on his waist.

Qiao Weihuan turned his head in a panic, and in the middle of nowhere, he saw him unbuckle the belt.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

In total darkness, one's senses become acute.

Qiao Weihuan could feel that the cargo ship was moving at a constant speed in the cabin that fluctuated with the microwave.

With her hands and feet tied, she struggled to sit up from the ground, her calves accidentally brushing against the hard object, and she tentatively touched them again with her legs, which felt like a wooden box. As the cargo ship moved forward, there were bursts of glass colliding and the faint sound of water in the box from time to time.

On the surface, the ship was supposed to be carrying wine. Other than that, it's hard to confirm anything.

Qiao Weihuan half-leaned on the cold cabin, the wound on his forehead turned from fresh to old, and the dried blood stains stuck to the wound, becoming a mottled and rusty film.

In the silent space, Qiao Weihuan stiffened all over, his numb limbs were about to lose consciousness, and he licked his dry lips.

Suddenly, the door opened. The heavy iron door was pulled, and a miserable white light appeared with a creak.

Someone came in with a flashlight, his back was stiff, and his footsteps were high and low, light and heavy, like long and short legs.

This person first put down the lamp, then bent down to pick up something, and walked slowly towards Qiao Weihuan.

It wasn't until he crouched down in front of him, scooped a spoonful of food into her mouth, and handed it to her lips that she knew the man had come to feed her.

It was also at this time that Qiao Weihuan finally saw the other party's appearance.

The light here is miserable, the man has the light on his back, and as he looks down and looks up, there is a faint appearance of uneven skin, a bruised face, and swollen lips, which at first glance are almost indistinguishable from ghosts.

Especially when he speaks, word by word, his tone is short and stereotyped, and he is 100,000 points eccentric.

"No, poison, you, open, mouth."

Qiao Weihuan was stiff, and she got goosebumps when she was told by these three words.

But she obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the half-lukewarm meal.

The man was silent, scooping another spoonful and handing it over.

Soon, a bowl of dry rice and a stack of side dishes were eaten by Qiao Weihuan, and the man fed her half a glass of water, and then picked up the dishes and chopsticks without saying a word.

When he turned around, Qiao Weihuan saw his left sleeve swinging around, and there seemed to be nothing inside.

The man dragged out with different steps, turned back halfway, bent down, and loosened the rope on her leg and foot by two, slightly relieving the pain of the blood in her leg.

But this man was only a food deliverer, and he usually stayed outside the cabin, and remained silent for a long time, without a sound.

Occasionally, Qiao Weihuan would wonder if there was really someone outside. However, this person did not leave, because in another long silence, Qiao Weihuan thought that he was not there, and then clearly heard him talking through the hatch.

"Small, time, brother is very, very good......"

"Nothing, nothing, this, this time it will probably take a few, a few, a few days—a few days to ......."

He's a stammer.

No wonder when I first started talking to her, I communicated in such a weird way.

The man chatted with his sister in gentle but intermittent language, Qiao Weihuan listened to himself, and then a rush of footsteps interrupted the brief peace.

But whenever there is a group, there is a default hierarchy, regardless of the class of the group itself.

Outside the cabin door, the tall man slapped off the man's mobile phone, unceremoniously pushed the person to the side, and spat at him disdainfully, "You still call if you don't understand what you say?" ”

The man didn't talk back, nor did he fight back, but silently picked up the phone, wiped it with great care, and put it in his pocket.

"How's the people?"

"It's okay."

"Be louder!"

"Still, still, good!"

There was a lot of laughter, mixed with a little push and shouting, and then the noise gradually subsided, and calm returned to the outside door.

When the man came in again today, it was evening.

When the door opened, Qiao Weihuan saw that the color of the sea and the sky was rendered by the heavy sunset, and the magnificent and shocking red color was spread out layer by layer between the heaven and the earth.

The man limped in, the swelling on his face increasing instead of abating, and there was a new wound that was obvious.

While feeding, Qiao Weihuan chewed and asked him in a hoarse and soft voice, "How old is your sister?" ”

The man was visibly stunned, and only said in the past few seconds: "Ten, four, years old." ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled shallowly, "She must be very beautiful." ”

As she spoke, her eyes drooped, her fine eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her amorous tails provoked a little quiet arc. The wound on her forehead and the dirt on her face could not cover the whiteness of her skin and the peaceful and chic beauty.

The man was silent, and then said, "Without you, you, you are beautiful." ”

Before leaving, the man deliberately completely untied the rope on Qiao Weihuan's legs, and only went in to re-tie it in the middle of the night when he was about to sleep.

In the past few days, the cargo ship has stopped twice, and they have also changed ships twice, and when Qiao Weihuan is transferred, she will be watched by everyone, and she can't find a good opportunity to run away, so she can only keep to herself.

Everything was calm, there was no incident, and Qiao Weihuan was finally able to chat with the man who delivered the meal, but he didn't dare to ask for information from the side.

More time, Qiao Weihuan spent more time with the silence of the room, and then put his body against the edges and corners of the wooden box, and carefully used the edges and corners to grind the hemp rope on his wrists.

The man's heart was soft-hearted, and he moved a few wisps of compassion, and it was also because Qiao Weihuan was too honest, not noisy, not struggling, that he gave her a few hours of relaxation, but he didn't forget his "duty" and never let go of her hand for a moment.

The rope was tied quite firmly, and Qiao Weihuan tried to break free, but it didn't work, so he could only use this method, hoping to break the hemp rope.

After a few days, her wrists were rubbed by rough hemp rope and the edges and corners of the wooden box, and the pain paralyzed her whole body......

In Manchester, the news of the Duke of Demville's return almost caused a sensation in the city.

Families with heads and faces have sent representatives to visit their homes. When they got there, it was Morris who received them.

Cui Chengchuan dealt with waves of people, and finally got really impatient, threw it to Uncle Zhong, and went upstairs to find He Zhengxiao by himself.

Outside the door, the man had already come out, wearing a long dark gray coat with a good texture, full of cold elegance. The slender fingers held the mobile phone, the lips hung just the right curvature, and the night eyes were neither happy nor angry, only revealing a slight frost and cold.

"Xie San, using a woman to negotiate conditions with me, you are too whimsical."

"Mr. Duke jumped into the sea for a woman, and I thought it couldn't happen until I saw it with my own eyes."

On the other end of the phone, Xie Sanye said coldly, "Demwell, there is an old saying in our country, called 'forgive people and spare people', you cooperate with that old ghost, I have nothing to say, but I always have to leave someone a way to live." You want to leave me without a place to stay, and I can't compromise on this. ”

"So?"

"I let the island go, and in the future, our well water will not interfere with the river water!"

"Xie San, I am determined to win that island, whether you let it or not. If you want to talk, change to more powerful conditions......"

With long legs stepping away, the man went downstairs straight, and said in a low and cold voice: "For example, withdraw from Southeast Asia." ”

The whole of Southeast Asia is Xie San's foundation, and if he retreats, it is equivalent to giving up the country that has been worked hard for decades, and becoming a waste person who has no ability to fight back!

Third Master Xie snorted murderously and coldly, "Demwell, don't forget, now you have your life in my hands!" ”

"Fate?" The man chuckled softly, "The Demville family has no fate. ”

Without waiting for Xie Sanye to speak again, with a light press of his long finger, the mobile phone screen was separated from the keyboard, and with a "click", it fell to the ground.

The man took out a cigarette and lit it slowly, his cold eyes pierced through the smoke and fell on Cui Chengchuan, "Xie San is too slippery, you may not be able to touch his real foothold." I'll go there myself and send another wave of people to follow. ”

Cui Chengchuan's heart moved, his eyes were half squinted, and he said with a smile, "I checked the ships that left City B that day, and there were more than 200 ships that went abroad. ”

These boats travel in the waves, going to various countries, and everywhere they pass needs to be investigated, and it is unlikely that they will be able to touch the whereabouts of the little butterflies within a few days.

Art is in a hurry, right?

"Xie San will tell me where she is in person."

He Zhengxiao gracefully flicked the cigarette ash, and the wide and moderate eyelid folds pressed down heavily, making his contours look a little deeper.

"I don't think you need to come with me to Chivatanio, stay here for the time being, help Charlotte."

Cui Chengchuan's face froze, his thin long lips pursed, and he turned around and left, his steps were very heavy.

……

On the cargo ship, the man has not yet come to deliver today's meal.

Qiao Weihuan didn't know the time, but her stomach was fed at a fixed time, and when she was hungry, it didn't take long for a man to come in and deliver food.

Now that she is not hungry, it proves that she can continue to fight with the rope with confidence and boldness.

But the rope was too thick, and she worked tirelessly for several days, but she only saw a little fruit—the thick hemp rope was worn off.

Just as Qiao Weihuan was moving cautiously, there was a sudden sound outside.

"Fuck, what about the waste? Dare to be lazy, damn it and see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill him! ”

Then the door was kicked open, and the sudden brightness made Qiao Weihuan shake his eyes.

At this moment, I felt that the rope on my wrist broke a second strand.

By the time I could see the person coming, the man had already strode in.

Qiao Weihuan's scalp was numb, and her arms stiffened and did not move.

When someone rudely pulled her hair and viciously dragged her up from the ground, Qiao Weihuan was very happy.

Luckily, they didn't come to check the rope, and if they found that the rope was broken twice, they would replace it with a new one, and they would be more closely guarded.

"Stinky, I can't eat or sleep well, you/mother are alive and well!"

Foul language jumped out of that big mouth, and Qiao Weihuan didn't respond when he farted.

This kind of irritable person is hard to suppress his anger and anger, and the more he struggles to resist, the more likely it is to provoke his reaction, and the smoother it will be less painful.

But when this person's big hand touched her collar, Qiao Weihuan couldn't be calm anymore, she opened her eyes wide and saw this person's hideous and cruel smile. Then, the big terrible hand ripped open her clothes, and with a further pull, a piece of her dirty coat was torn off.

"Ready-made goods, Lao Tzu doesn't need to use them in vain!"

He let go of his hand and let Qiao Weihuan fall to the ground, his fingers on his waist.

Qiao Weihuan turned his head in a panic, and in the middle of nowhere, he saw him unbuckle the belt.

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