"No one is following you?"

"Nope."

The kidnapper leader laughed, glanced at An Yin in a very good mood, and commanded his subordinates, "Go, bring that kid from Qin Jian over." ”

At that moment, An Yin had an ominous feeling, intuition that Qin Jian was coming, and they would tear up the ticket.

Desperately screaming in my heart, "Don't come, don't come." ”

He came, but only one more dead man.

However, her mouth was sealed with tape, and she could not scream at all, except for a very low whimper.

The kidnapper leader pinched her jaw, "I really bet on the treasure, Qin Jian's kid is not thin on you, next, let's play something interesting." ”

"Hmm—" She looked at the oily face in front of her in horror.

"Wait for Lao Tzu to you in front of Qin Jian's kid, if you are still alive, for the sake of the 50 million, I can reward you to him."

"Hmm-" She would rather die than be raped in front of Qin Jian, but her resistance was useless.

She was hanged.

The kidnappers didn't even remove the corpses and blood stains from the cabin, so they took syringes and walked towards her.

Witnessing the whole process of the two classmates being tortured and killed, all she had was fear.

Watching stimulants injected into the blood vessels, utter despair.

They inject them with stimulants to make them excited, to endure more pain, to have more fun and to have longer.

Drug-induced seizures.

In a trance, I saw the kidnappers laughing, taking off their pants, and approaching her step by step.

She was desperate.

Suddenly, a familiar tall figure appeared at the door of the cabin.

She wanted to see the man clearly, but she couldn't see it clearly.

All the kidnappers who walked towards her stopped.

"What's going on?"

"He's I, why is he alone, monkey?"

"Catch him."

Bang bang –

"Mom."

In a drowsy state, he saw the bandit who pounced on the man being kicked out.

The head is getting more and more dizzy, and the consciousness is getting more and more blurred.

Someone hugged her, and the embrace was familiar and warm.

The man kissed her lightly on the forehead and whispered, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." ”

"Qin Jian!" Her heart pounded, and she looked up to see his face, but she was blindfolded by a cloth.

A kidnapper was heard in a frightened voice: "What is that?" ”

Then there was a terrible scream, and hot liquid splashed on her face.

But she had a headache so bad that she couldn't think at all, and finally couldn't bear the large amount of stimulant she was injected into, and passed out.

When she woke up, she was being carried out of the cabin.

Immediately thinking of the vaguely familiar figure, he suddenly turned over and sat up, and his eyes were full of corpses and shredded flesh.

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, stayed by his side with tears in his eyes, "Anyin, you finally woke up, scared me to death." ”

She grabbed Uncle Fu's hand and looked anxious, "What about the third young master?" ”

"He went to ransom you alone, and was stabbed by the kidnappers and thrown into the sea......"

"He's dead?" She grabbed Uncle Fu's hand and tightened it.

"No, I was rescued and sent home."

"How's he hurt?"

"I didn't hit the vital point, and I didn't put my life in danger."

She let out a sigh of relief.

It's okay.

The figure before the coma, and the gentle voice, lingered in my mind.

She was born on the first day of January, and every year on her birthday, Qin Jian would get sick.

Today is the New Year's Moon, and Qin Jian is injured again, if he gets sick, can he bear it?

Thinking of this, An Yin couldn't help but worry.