"Xiaorou don't go!"

Shen Lang's voice was painful, and then it sounded with his voice: "Xiaorou, don't go with him!" ”

"That's right! Don't go, little rou rou! ”

"Don't go to Xiao Rourou!"

Ma Lele and Yu Jiawei also exclaimed at the same time.

"You have the ability to come at us! Don't embarrass women! ”

"Phew! It is! What kind of man is a woman embarrassed! ”

The last to speak was Shen Lang's comrades-in-arms, and the bloody soldiers spoke sonorously and powerfully.

All the people were talking about preventing Ni Huairou from leaving, although they couldn't see what the situation was, they could hear the sound.

Although their lives were threatened, they let a weak woman be taken away instead of themselves, this weak woman was still their friend, and they had the determination to be shot and not let Ni Huairou be taken away.

The words of the crowd made the white-masked man stop, and the masked man with the gun raised his gun again, as if he was waiting for an order to pull the trigger to solve the problem.

"No!"

Ni Huairou's heart froze, and she shook off Shen Lang's hand and rushed towards the white-masked man, trying to catch the man.

But before she could meet the man, she was pulled down by the masked man next to her, and she had no choice but to express her position in a hurry.

"Don't kill them! I'll go with you! ”

Ni Huairou said and pushed away the masked man who was blocking her, and stood behind the white masked man without hesitation, without any resistance or unwillingness at all.

It's just that Ni Huairou turned her head to look at Shen Lang with a complicated and painful expression, the only thing she didn't worry about was that Shen Lang would be impulsive.

Looking at Shen Lang, Ni Huairou twisted her eyebrows and shook her head slowly and resolutely, and Shen Lang understood what Ni Huairou wanted to express, so he could only clench his fists unwillingly.

"Hmph."

The white-masked man snorted coldly at Shen Lang, turned his head and strode towards the outside of the cemetery, Ni Huairou chased after him quickly, and disappeared from Shen Lang's field of vision.

After the white masked man and Ni Huairou left, the group of masked men stayed for about ten minutes to ensure that the white masked man took Ni Huairou to leave, and then retreated and left in an orderly manner.

"Shen Lang! What about the little soft people! ”

After the paper bag on Brother Shan's head was removed, he asked Shen Lang urgently, but Shen Lang untied the rope that bound Brother Shan's hands and feet with a cold face.

The shackles of his hands and feet were untied, and Brother Shan grabbed Shen Lang who was about to leave, and looked at Shen Lang with a worried look on his face and asked, "Did she really leave with that masked man?" ”

Shen Lang didn't pay attention to Brother Shan, just broke away from Brother Shan's hand, his expression was serious to a cold state, and he threw a sentence and threw the others to Brother Shan, and then rushed towards the exit of the cemetery.

"I'll get her out, she hasn't agreed to my proposal yet."

After following the white-masked man out of the cemetery, Ni Huairou was thinking about how to get out of the cemetery, when she felt a gust of wind coming, her side neck hurt, and her eyes were blackened and she fainted.

A few days later, the media broke a big news that Ni Huairou, the acting chairman of the heir of the company, was kidnapped by an unknown person, and the police were helpless and have not found the kidnapped person so far.

Brother Shan looked at the headlines in the newspaper with a depressed face, and turned his head to look at Shen Lang with blue circles in his eyes, Shen Lang has been looking for Ni Huairou's whereabouts almost day and night in the past few days, running around the streets and alleys without sleep.

The people who witnessed the marriage proposal ceremony and escaped death were not idle, and mobilized all the people around them to look for Ni Huairou, and even looked at the road monitoring system no less than three times, but they didn't get any clues.

It seems that Ni Huairou left the white-masked man and broke into another world, and the group of masked men disappeared without a trace.

If it weren't for the things he had personally experienced, even Brother Shan felt that he should have encountered an event that science could not explain, how could a person disappear out of thin air?

After receiving the report, the police felt that this matter was very serious, and there was a group of people who did not know what kind of person actually robbed people with guns, although there were no clues to prove it, but there were such witnesses, and it was not a problem to file a case for investigation.

However, there is no clue about such an investigation, and the police are ready to search the entire cemetery, but there is not enough evidence and only human witnesses, and it is difficult to get approval to do such a large project.

There was pressure from the media, even with so many informants, and the police could only fully cooperate with the investigation of the case.

And Ni Huairou, who became the protagonist of the hot search again, is in another environment at this moment, losing her freedom and being imprisoned.

Spacious and comfortable room, with soft light and comfortable temperature, the only fly in the ointment is that there are no windows for ventilation, only a fingerprint door to provide access and exit.

There are all kinds of meals on the table, fruits, vegetables, and meats, all of which are delicious and beautiful, but they have been cooling for a long time.

These things could not attract Ni Huairou's attention in the slightest, Ni Huairou just stared at the black carved urn on the cabinet, which was Liu Manzhen's, and was now framed in a glass case and could not be touched.

The whole room is designed exactly like the one where Liu Manzhen once lived, except that there are no windows, it looks like a clone of the room, from the bookshelves to the carpet on the floor, no matter how large or small the furniture and details are the same.

When Ni Huairou woke up and saw this room, her first reaction was that she was dreaming, and the second reaction was that she had crossed over?

However, it backfired, and since she was imprisoned, not only could she not move around at will, but she also didn't know what medicine the white-masked man had given her, so that she didn't even have the strength to make a move.

Although it won't make her unable to walk, she feels weak in her limbs, and it is impossible to find a way to subdue anyone to leave.

A familiar room can be faked, but it can't change the fact that she is imprisoned, and even if this room gives her more illusions, it is not really a room where she can enter and exit freely.

At first, Ni Huairou wanted to ask where she was, but the man in the white mask kept silent, and every time he came, he would send a lot of food.

However, these are all things that Ni Huairou is not interested in, and of course she disdains.

Can't escape, can't leave, and doesn't know where he is now, Ni Huairou is almost desperate, and can only use a hunger strike to express his protest.

After two ticks, footsteps stepped into the room, and it didn't take long for Ni Huairou to see a man with a white mask.

Not bothering to pay attention to this person, or even bothering to look at the eyes, Ni Huairou kept her expression of staring at the urn and did not move, allowing the people to fiddle with those rich meals and food.

"Why don't you eat it? Not to your liking? ”

The old man's voice sounded uncomfortable, Ni Huairou didn't want to answer and didn't bother to answer, and didn't even move her brows.

The man in the white mask was neither angry nor angry, but calmly walked to the cart, replaced the cold and stale food with fresh ones, and put them on the table one by one.

"You should eat something, even if you want to fight me, you should eat and resist, right?"

It sounded quite reasonable, but Ni Huairou let out a sneer in her heart, her limbs were so weak that she couldn't use her strength, and it was impossible to fight even if she ate.

I turned my nose up at the white masked man's lies in my heart, but in the next moment, I felt a stomachache.

Biting her lower lip in pain, her forehead was drenched in cold sweat, and her body was trembling unconsciously, so that she didn't have the strength to speak at all.

"Alas......"

The white-masked man didn't notice Ni Huairou's expression, because Ni Huairou had her back to the white-masked man the whole time, so she just sighed and left.

The moment the door closed, Ni Huairou finally let out a short groan of pain, and fell to the bed with her fist against her stomach.

Waves of intense pain made Ni Huairou bite her lower lip, and her stomach seemed to be a meat grinder frantically crushing her stomach, and it was running endlessly.

It's been a few days, and Ni Huairou doesn't know about it, she only knows that she hasn't seen anyone in this room except for the white masked man who can enter.

Ni Huairou boldly guessed that she should be a confined space environment, but she didn't find anything specifically, and the huge pain pulled her into the abyss again, and also made her consciousness slowly blur.

When Ni Huairou fainted in pain, the door of the room rang again, and the white-masked man walked quickly to the bed, only to see Ni Huairou's pale face and frowning.

"Why do you bother...... Why can't you get along with yourself...... If you don't eat, your stomach hurts. Alas......"

The old man's voice was full of pity, and his gaze behind the mask was also unbearable, raising his palm to gently caress Ni Huairou's short hair, but it shrank sharply when it touched Ni Huairou's skin.

Fingertips caressed Ni Huairou's cheeks, inch by inch as if worshipping a pious attitude, and finally slowly leaned over to the head, the white cold mask against Ni Huairou's lips.

"I'll wait until you change your mind and won't give up this opportunity. You are destined to belong to me, and you can only belong to me. ”

The tone of the old voice said an oath like sympathy, and it sounded a strong contrast, a little weird.

Ni Huairou, who was in a coma, frowned uncomfortably, slowly shook her head in resistance, and unconsciously pushed the white mask man's chest with both hands, trying to distance the two.

"Even in your dreams, do you resist me? Why ......"

The white masked man's voice was painful, and his originally gentle movements became a little rough, grabbing Ni Huairou's struggling wrist and bringing it into his arms, and forcibly reaching out to hug Ni Huairou tightly.

"You're mine, you're mine!"

Like an oath, more like a hideous protest, the white-masked man squeezed sideways into the bed and hugged Ni Huairou in his arms.

Ni Huairou seemed to feel the coercion, and struggled in pain to let out a sigh, and was about to wake up.

Seeing this, the white-masked man reached out and took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, pulled out the cap and shook it twice under Ni Huairou's nose.

Smelling the strange smell, Ni Huairou's original struggling movements slowly stopped, and finally gave up resistance completely, leaning her head against the arms of the white-masked man.

She was as obedient as a kitten in an instant, and she was tightly held in her arms by the man in the white mask, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.