The nightmare couldn't get rid of, Nan Lige sat up, covered his face with his hands, tears sliding down his fingertips. That man was so terrible, he kept saying that he would be good to her, but why should he pull her into a situation from which she could never recover.

He was the devil who put a bone thorn against her heart and coerced her to fall with him. She can't do it, she can't do it anyway, she'll run away one day! She's getting out of here! Get out of this devil!

The blood-colored memories were like a strong chain that bound her conscience, and she tried to escape, only to get tighter and tighter.

It was the fourth day she had come to the Villa – Black Friday.

She wore a flowing nightgown that was knee-length and went downstairs barefoot. Her original big waves were straightened and supple against her back, and everything was to his liking. The dining table is elegantly furnished with fresh sunflowers in a vase. The man reads the newspaper while eating, and in front of him is the top Blue Mountain coffee and exquisite Western pastries.

And across from him was her breakfast, bun fritters, which he disdained the most. But she loved to eat, and she said to him, "Anything can accommodate you!" But you can't treat me badly when it comes to eating! It's up to me what I eat! ”

He hadn't recovered from the word "mistreatment" for a long time. Disadvantage? This woman is too ignorant! In fact, he never wanted to ask too much of her, he just wanted to give her what he thought was good.

After breakfast, she used to take a few of her favorite books to the pool to read quietly. The clear water in front of her gives her a sense of peace and tranquility.

Suddenly, there was a bang, and she reacted, and as soon as there was a flower in front of her, the pool water was overwhelmingly rushing towards her. The feeling of suffocation made her foresee the fear of death, but a pair of large hands suddenly wrapped around her waist, and the air continued to cross into her mouth. The black hair in the water was like a graceful writhing aquatic weed, and she wanted to struggle, but she could only cling to the man, drawing the source of life from his mouth.

After a long time, the man took her out of the water and stopped by the pool.

"You are like an angel in the water, flawless and clean. You are mine, and I will not allow anyone to defile you. He leaned against the edge of the pool, letting her, who was now soft and boneless, lean against him. The reflections of the two in the water are connected as one, and they are intimate.

Nan Lige recovered from the fear of death, and his backhand was a slap. The man flashed in time, his face puzzled.

"Did you know I just thought I was going to die! Isn't it fun to tease people like that? ”

"How can such a cowardly be my woman! It seems that you don't know me well yet. He said meaningfully. He had forgotten that they were not people of the same world. His world is full of blood. Will she be able to handle it?

"I don't need and don't want to understand." She broke free from his embrace and climbed into the pool, and ran back into the house without caring about the spring light.

The man didn't follow, and it wasn't long before Nan Lige saw the man galloping away in a Rolls-Royce through the window.

High-rise buildings are lined up one after another, and there is a lot of traffic everywhere. As an international trade center, S City has an unattainable aura of prosperity. This is the world in the eyes of ordinary citizens.

The fact is that there is an undercurrent surging, where the forces of various countries are gathered and hidden in the shadows, and with the intensification of global economic integration, the situation is even more severe, and the forces of all parties are ready to move. The conflict between black and white is continuous, and the phenomenon of black eating black and white pressing white is becoming more and more serious. In this regard, the government does not know whether it is unable to intervene or whether it is in line with the policy of laissez-faire and has been silent.

In the center of S City is the most majestic building in the city, the Hanhai Building, the headquarters of the Hanhai Group. Hanhai Group is an existence that cannot be provoked by thunder, black and white, and has always maintained neutrality and does not participate in any international disputes. The government is quite troubled by the fact that it runs a business on the surface, but it also does not dare to act rashly.

The president's office on the top floor of Hanhai Building is full of luxury, and the floor-to-ceiling windows can overlook the entire S City.

The man's white fingers held a gold-plated pen and he signed his name fluently on the document. Jianminghan, a name that has changed the color of many people, a symbol of absolute power.

"President, your coffee!" The obedient-looking female secretary brought coffee to the man.

The man didn't lift his head, still focused on the document in his hand.

The female secretary pursed her mouth slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied. She has outstanding appearance, a prominent family background, and a graduate of a prestigious university. But why did the president never look at her? The female secretary was unwilling, with a shy face with light makeup, standing aside and making a gesture.

"Is there something wrong?" The man's voice was flat, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"President, are you tired? I'll give you a pinch! I'm very skilled, why don't you try it? The female secretary blushed, but her beautiful eyes shone with a cunning light.

The man hooked the corners of his mouth and swept his cold eyes.

The moment the female secretary's Qianqianyu clasped the president's neck, a man walked in outside the door. The man was about twenty-three years old, and his facial features were handsome, but a scar extending from the corner of his eyebrows to his chin ruined the beauty of the whole face. The man's name is Qinggu, who was born in the underworld and is Jian Minghan's right-hand man.

For this scene, Qing Gu didn't look weird, and he didn't mean to leave, but he just exuded a chilling air.

"Alright, you go out first! Assistant Qing's face was not good-looking. Jian Minghan patted the woman's plump buttocks with a look of regret.

The female secretary was reluctant to go out. Before leaving, the female secretary glanced at Qinggu resentfully. Qing Gu sneered in his heart, stupid woman, if I hadn't come in time, you would have been worse than dead if I hadn't come in in time and fell into the hands of the president. The female secretary's father had a good personal relationship with Qinggu, otherwise he wouldn't have bothered to care.

"Find an excuse to quit her! I hate women who don't do their duty! Jian Minghan glanced at Qing Gu meaningfully, which was regarded as giving him a face.

"Yes!" Even a person like Qinggu who grew up in the shadow of the sword and sword would still be afraid in the face of a man like Jian Minghan.

Jian Minghan's slender fingers tapped the solid wood table top again and again, and seemed a little absent-minded, "Have I done what I told you?" ”

"It's all done. The people you want have already been caught there. ”

"That's good. Later, you can help me pick up someone at Haitian Villa and bring her there for me. The man's eyes darkened, his lips pursed, and his expression was cold.

Half an hour later, Nan Lige sat in the back seat of a Rolls-Royce, holding his arms and legs crossed, looking dissatisfied. The strange man driving in front of him had a vicious face, and he didn't say a word, and at a glance, he knew that he and Jian Minghan were the same dog.

However, Qing Gu just understood why the young master was different from this woman. When he came to Haitian Villa according to the young master's order, there was no one when he opened the door and entered. Immediately after that, an iron baseball bat was swung from behind the door, but fortunately he was quick to dodge. What the young master needs is such a woman who knows how to protect herself. But if she wants to stand by the young master's side, she is not ruthless enough.

The sun sets, the twilight is gloomy, the dead branches are swaying, and the loess is rising. The car stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse.

"Miss Nan, please come with me. The young master will come over immediately. The man said politely and distantly to Nan Lige.

The man in front of him has a back like a distant mountain, tall and strong, and his skills should be very good, can he escape from him? Nan Lige grabbed his fingers, in the wilderness, the end of escaping would not be much better.

Abandoned warehouses, clutter, and lush grass. The land was potholed and muddy. Nan Lige walked cautiously, and Qinggu walked in front with a familiar car. In front of the warehouse door, there were two sturdy bodyguards standing, not squinting.

Walking into the warehouse, the light was dim, and the heavy smell mixed with the rich smell of blood diffused.

The narrow windows let in a faint light, and there were faint moans of pain on the ground.

Nan Lige took a closer look, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his lips turned pale.

There were several people lying on the ground. Barely able to see their bruised faces clearly, Nan Lige was surprised to find that these men were the ones she had seen before! There is also a man who has been tied up by five flowers next to him, and it is actually the teaching director who once insulted him!

What the hell does he want to do?!

"Boring! Where's Inn. The woman's delicate eyebrows furrowed, and her angry eyes could not hide the trembling of her voice.

Qing Gu stepped forward expressionlessly, "Young Master will come later, please wait for a while." The young master instructed that if the young lady was unhappy, she could be angry with these people. ”

"Kidnapping, imprisoning, lynching, it's all a crime!" The woman is calm and calm, and her beautiful eyes are as cold as ice.

Qing Gu was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Miss Nan, you don't know much about the young master. "Staying with the young master will mean turning your back on the original human constraints and following the young master to hell.

"I don't need to know him. But you will be punished by the law. Nan Lige said coldly.

Suddenly, the door to the warehouse opened. In the backlight, the slender figure of the man stretched out on the ground, cold as a ghost.

"Hehe, didn't anyone tell you that I was the king here." Jian Minghan walked in front of Nan Lige and hugged her domineeringly. His eyes fell contemptuously on the few people who were trembling on the ground.

Nan Lige's face was very ugly, and he broke free from the shackles of the men and went to untie the ropes on the men. The man's dark eyes flashed with the traces of rage. Jianbu stepped forward and pulled her up, and pinched the soft flesh of her waist, and the woman was in pain, as if she had been stripped of her strength, and fell into the crook of the man's arm.

"Don't make me angry, or they'll end up worse." The man took out a handkerchief from his bosom and carefully wiped the blood stained on the woman's hands. The movements were very gentle, but they couldn't hide the cold aura exuded by the man's body.

"Why are you arresting them! What did they do wrong? ”

The man's tone was disgusted, "They ......!" You're mine, what qualifications do they have! ”

The handkerchief fell lightly to the ground, and the blood stains were stained with dust, and they were low to the dust.