Chapter 1: Misfortune Strikes
Haishi, 2 a.m., Glow Bar.
"Be honest, or Lao Tzu will stab you to death!"
A rough and bloodthirsty male voice sounded in Song Qianqian's ears.
Song Qianqian, who was wearing men's clothes, looked at the dagger with a cold light on his neck in shock, just got out of the elevator, and before he had time to inspect the safety of the VIP floor, he was rudely pulled into the box, clamped his hands, and hit his neck with a cold blade.
Her life was in danger, and she didn't have time to check the situation of the box, so she could only pretend to be her grandson trembling and try to find a chance to escape.
"A good man spares his life, we have something to say, but don't shake your hands! Although I am a small bar security guard, but there are a lot of surveillance cameras in the corridor outside the door, my little brother and I are cheap, and the hero really can't be involved in this risk! ”
"Humph! A small bar surveillance, but I can't help Lao Tzu! ”
In the next second, another man walked up to Song Qianqian's side, rudely grabbed her short hair, and slammed a delicate incense burner in front of her face.
Immediately after, a rich aroma rushed into the tip of her nose.
This fragrance is so dense that people can't help but sink.
It's a beauty!
The surprise in Song Qianqian's eyes was fleeting, like a little sheep waiting to be slaughtered, with no attack power!
Gradually, her cheeks turned crimson, her breathing was heavy, and she was humming and chirping irritably.
The man extinguished the censer and urged, "Alright, it's time!" ”
In the next second, the man withdrew the dagger resting on Song Qianqian's neck, let go of her hands, rudely grabbed her arm, hung a camera around her neck, and dragged her out of the lounge.
During the pushing, Song Qianqian caught a glimpse of sixteen strong men sitting in the box, and couldn't help but tighten her scalp!
"Boy, the man who slept in the bed, take a picture of him again, and the 500,000 on the bedside table is yours! If you dare not cooperate, Lao Tzu will send you to the West Heaven now! Did you hear me clearly? ”
Song Qianqian shuddered, and nodded again and again with trembling all over, "Yes, yes, the little one must complete the task!" ”
There was a loud bang, and the door was shut.
Song Qianqian carefully observed the dark room, and after not discovering the existence of the camera, he hurriedly walked to the bedside with his memory, turned on the small table lamp, sat on the ground, and quickly took out a pack of silver needles from his body.
"It's so unlucky, I went to work diligently, and I encountered such a dirty thing! Fortunately, the purity of the beauty is not high, otherwise, I wouldn't even have time to save myself! ”
Muttering, Song Qianqian quickly and accurately put a needle on his body.
After a few breaths, the heat in her body gradually faded, and she took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a Qingxin pill and swallowed it.
Song Qianqian knew that the diaphragm effect of the door was very poor, so in order not to make the eighteen strong men outside the door suspicious, she deliberately made an ambiguous sound.
Look around.
The room was windowless as I remembered, and it was impossible to climb through the window to escape.
She is a real woman, she can't take pictures of strong men, if she relies on borrowing, once she is discovered by those people, it will be a dead end!
She didn't have any drugs on her body, if no one helped, she couldn't deal with the eighteen strong men outside the door with only silver needles, and the chances of survival were too small!
No way! She must live, and her grandmother is still lying in the hospital waiting for her to earn money for treatment!
The only way to do this is to wake up the man in bed first, hoping that he can use it a little bit!
In the next second, Song Qianqian stood up and looked at the man on the bed!
At just one glance, he was shocked by the heavens, as if he was a fallen immortal who had descended to the mortal world, which was unspeakably expensive.
The facial features are exquisite, the long eyelashes are low, the bridge of the nose is high, the lip flap is just right, the waist is thin and the buttocks are narrow, and the posture is straight.
No amount of flowery rhetoric in the world is enough to describe his clarity and handsomeness.
This man clearly has a commanding fairy face!
Song Qianqian hurriedly came back to her senses and stretched out her fingers to probe his pulse.
It turned out that he was drugged and drunk for three days.
Immediately afterwards, Song Qianqian immediately took the opportunity to put needles on his Shaoze acupoint.
After a few seconds, the fairy boss slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant, his eyes were radiant, like bright stars.
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First of all, thank you very much for the help of Xiao Zhenai's "Luoluo" and "Smoke and Rain".
I've heard that the day of the birthday is particularly prosperous, so this baby, who has high hopes for the new book, chose to officially serialize the new book on March 30, 2020 with a red face!
The heroine Song Qianqian, on the surface, is a little cabbage in the slums, but in fact she is a medical genius who likes to cover her vest, and she is a supreme king dressed in bronze! The only drawback is that he was smart and confused for a while, and was eaten and wiped clean by the big bad wolf of the male protagonist Xiao Zhanting.
The love is not open, but the means of flirting with the male protagonist are so chic that they are breathtaking!
The male protagonist Xiao Zhanting, cold and noble, doubts his orientation as soon as he touches Song Qianqian, in order to protect the love tree that has only bloomed in 28 years, he has become Song Qianqian's big backer under the pressure of his family. Unexpectedly, he found that his squeamish bag didn't need a backer at all.
Black-bellied loyal dog, his private squeamish bag, can only be petted!
One sentence introduction: "I will help you tighten your vest, and you will promise me a long time!" “
1V1 pet text, no abuse! (Whispered BB: I didn't feel abused when I wrote it!) )