Zhu Shan was pulled into the elevator.

Expecting that she had nowhere to run at the moment, her arm was released.

Zhu Shan stepped back, stuck to the elevator wall, and looked at Ren Xingyan: "Ren Xingyan, you are breaking the law."

Ren Xingyan didn't speak, looking down at his toes. As if he had heard a joke, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he laughed gloomily.

There was only the sound of air flowing in the elevator, which penetrated into the pores around Zhu Shan's body, which was very piercing.

As the elevator doors slowly open, there is a bright hallway outside.

When Ren Xingyan walked out, he glanced at Zhu Shan and smiled: "So what?"

He's answering what she just said!

He's expressing, what's the law!

He doesn't care!

As a law-abiding citizen, Zhu Shan met such a dark corner for the first time.

She was stunned, and was pushed out of the elevator by the big man with her shoulders pressed and followed behind Ren Xingyan.

The corridor is not wide, and you can occasionally meet uniformed waitresses.

When she met the first waiter, Zhu Shan's eyes lit up.

But before she could open her mouth to ask for help, she saw the waiter lowering her eyebrows and turning sideways slightly, bowing her head to Ren Xingyan.

When Zhu Shan, who was escorted, passed by the waiter, the waiter's face was calm and he turned a blind eye.

And so on and on.

Obviously, they are used to this situation.

Zhu Shan didn't resist again.

She understands that this is Ren Xingyan's territory, plus a few big men around her, it is useless to resist, so it is better not to provoke him and act when the opportunity arises.

After walking for a while, he came to a two-door room, and the waiter waiting at the door opened the door without delaying when Ren Xingyan arrived.

Zhu Shan was pushed in, and she looked back to see the heavy solid wood door closed, and her heart fell heavily.

The room is about fifty square meters.

On the floor is a handmade Persian carpet with blue flowers and leaves on a white background, and the wall is a pale yellow European-style large-flowered wallcovering.

The roof is very high, with a groove in the middle, and a round crystal lamp is hung, and the light shadow is mottled.

Directly in front, there is a spacious coffee gold flat table, with a single seat European soft sofa, and on the left and right sides are three-person matching sofas.

This room is nondescript.

Ren Xingyan sat on the single sofa in front of him, crossed Erlang's legs and lit a cigarette.

He swallowed the clouds and spat out the fog and beckoned in the direction of Zhu Shan: "Miss reporter, come and sit."

Zhu Shan didn't move, and subconsciously stepped back, but was pushed by the shoulders and stumbled a few times on the sofa.

The big man retreated to the door and waited.

Directly opposite Zhu Shan was a burgundy tassel curtain, and the window was wide open, so that you could see that it was pitch black outside.

She remembered the seclusion of the clubhouse surrounded by isolation, and her little hands clenched nervously.

Time passed, the smell of smoke became thicker and thicker, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on Zhu Shan's forehead.

After smoking a cigarette, Ren Xingyan bent down to extinguish the cigarette butt and raised his eyelids: "Miss reporter, how do you know Zhuoyue?"

Zhu Shan said honestly: "I am a reporter from Yuhe TV, and our station has an interview and report on your case a few months ago, so I naturally know you."

"Bonjour came to make trouble, and you just happened to appear?"

"I'm here to interview Director Han!" Zhu Shan's mouth trembled, "I made an appointment, you can ask Assistant Director Han."

「......」

Zhu Shan bit her lip, "I really didn't find Zhuoyue."

"Really? Sounds reasonable." Ren Xingyan threw Zhu Shan's mobile phone on the table, and looked at her with the corners of his mouth raised, "Miss reporter, I believe in you."

But Zhu Shan couldn't see the so-called "belief" on his face, only the stubbornness of the stinger.

Zhu Shan's mouth opened, but she didn't say anything, she lowered her head: "Then can I go?"

"Yes."

Ren Xingyan's leisurely tone made Zhu Shan's scalp tingle.

She knows since

I've been brought here, how can I just say these two words?

But she couldn't think about it now, she just wanted to leave.

She was just about to get up.

Ren Xingyan's joking voice came: "Miss Reporter has to leave something behind!"

Ren Xingyan tilted his chin behind Zhu Shan.

Zhu Shan subconsciously turned around, and the big man standing at the door strode over.

She hurriedly stood up, turned to look at Ren Xingyan again, and her tone trembled: "What do you want to do?"

Ren Xingyan's smile widened, and he leaned back in the chair: "Give you something good to eat, let's have a play."

As soon as his voice fell, Zhu Shan had been dragged back to the sofa by the arm of the big man.

The big man took out a white pill, put it in front of Zhu Shan, and motioned for her to eat it herself.

Zhu Shan had goosebumps on her cheeks and shook her head, "I don't want to."

"Miss Reporter, I advise you to be obedient." Ren Xingyan glanced at the big man meaningfully, "They are not gentle."

Zhu Shan followed his line of sight, and then looked at Ren Xingyan: "Ren Xingyan, you are too blind to the king's law."

Ren Xingyan lit another cigarette and spread his hands unscrupulously: "Yes, so how can I let you leave without leaving anything?"

The pill in the big man's hand was a little closer.

Zhu Shan leaned away and dodged: "I don't want to."

Ren Xingyan raised his eyelids and looked at Zhu Shan, frowned, then picked up the ashtray and walked to the window.

At the same time, Zhu Shan was pinched by the big man and forced to pour medicine.

Zhu Shan propped up her legs, trying in vain to resist the approach of the big man, but that little strength was a drop in the bucket.

Her tears slipped uncontrollably, and she felt the pill melt on the tip of her tongue, blending with a hint of bitterness.

She didn't swallow, but her mouth and nose were covered, and she couldn't spit it out, and even the air was getting thinner.

Zhu Shan's little face was red, and she was about to swallow saliva unconsciously.

At the last moment, the door was pushed open.

The moment the big man looked at the door, Zhu Shan exerted force on his leg and kicked him away.

She knelt directly on the ground, picked out the pill with her fingers, then picked up the water on the table and poured it into her mouth, spitting out all the bitterness of the pill.

Zhu Shan had tears and snot on her face, panting and spitting uncontrollably.

She was lightly touched on the arm and moved to the side in horror.

A gentle female voice sounded, "Are you alright?"

Zhu Shan raised her head, and her face, blurred by tears, gradually became clear, it was the girl who had just exchanged cash with her in the hall to buy ice cream.

She grabbed the hem of the girl's clothes like a life-saving straw, but she couldn't say a word.

The girl helped Zhu Shan up and comforted her gently, "Don't be afraid."

Zhu Shan just borrowed her strength and stood up with difficulty, and saw Ren Xingyan not far away, her feet were weak and she was squatting on the ground.

The girl tried to help her up, but Zhu Shan was weak.

Her whole strength seemed to move to her fingertips, and she grabbed the hem of the girl's dress, her nails white.

The girl also sat on the ground, held Zhu Shan's shoulder, and squeezed it heavily: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

"Ranran, it's cold on the ground." A soft and faint male voice.

Only then did Zhu Shan notice that a man was sitting on the single sofa next to her.

The man was in his mid-thirties and wore a double-breasted herringbone dark grey suit.

He has a full forehead, bulging eyebrow bones, deep eye sockets, very special light brown pupils, and thick and slender eyelashes.

Zhu Shan has seen it on the news, this is Yan Wangshu, the president of "Carllyle", I heard that his grandmother is British, so he has European and American ancestry.

Yan Wangshu raised her eyes slightly and looked at the girl next to Zhu Shan: "Get up first."

It turned out that this girl's name was Ran Ran.

Ran Ran helped Zhu Shan hard, and her tone was gentle: "Let's get up first, don't be afraid."

Zhu Shan was helped to sit behind the sofa, her hands still shaking.

Ren Xingyan stood aside, his posture humble and polite, like a different person: "Uncle Yan, this woman is not simple, she seems to want to steal trade secrets."

Zhu Shan's back stiffened, and she raised her eyes to look at Yan Wangshu.

She intuitively felt that Yan Wangshu could save her, and he was here to save her.

Yan Wangshu didn't speak, his face was gloomy, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

A small cardboard box in the palm of his right hand, with a knock of his fingers, a thin match appeared, his index and middle fingers twisted, the knuckles of the fingers moved, and a thin fire came out of the direction of the match, igniting the cigarette.

He flicked the match, and Ren Xingyan immediately handed over the ashtray.

Matches lay in the ashtray, curling green smoke.

Zhu Shan smelled the smell of cedar.

Yan Wangshu took a puff of cigarette, then hung it aside with his finger between the cigarette butts.

The first time Zhu Shan saw someone do smoking so elegantly.

Yan Wangshu's tone was very light: "I heard that she is just a reporter."

Ren Xingyan: "She's impersonating."

Zhu Shan hurriedly interjected: "I'm a reporter from Yuhe TV! I'm here to interview Director Han Xiaohan! It's a reservation!"

"She's talking nonsense!" Ren Xingyan chuckled, "Uncle Yan may not know that I have provoked a villain recently."

Yan Wangshu didn't answer.

Ren Xingyan glanced at Zhu Shan fiercely, and then smiled at Yan Wangshu and said, "Uncle Yan, I'll take people away and not hinder your eyes."

When Zhu Shan heard this, she immediately grabbed the hem of her clothes again.

Ran Ran only said two words with her lips: Don't be afraid.

"It's okay." Yan Wangshu's tone was slow, he gently shook the cigarette butt, and his posture was elegant, "Is it a reporter, ask Director Han."

Ren Xingyan no longer understood Yan Wangshu's intentions as a fool, he paused for a few seconds, and then laughed stiffly: "Okay, I'll send someone to ask."

"Go by yourself." Yan Wangshu raised his head and glanced at Ren Xingyan, "People, I'll watch it for you first."

Such a light tone, but with irrefutable class oppression.

Then, Zhu Shan saw that Ren Xingyan really went by herself.

Ren Xingyan's back disappeared, and Zhu Shan's tense shoulders relaxed.

She turned to look at the girl named Ran Ran, "Thank you."

He turned his head to look at Yan Wangshu again: "Thank you, Mr. Yan."

Yan Wangshu didn't look at Zhu Shan: "I'll go straight later, don't do any interviews."

Zhu Shan nodded, "I understand."

About a few minutes later, a waiter came over to pass the word, saying that Ren Xingyan knew that he had misunderstood, but he had to leave first because of an urgent matter, and he would entertain Yan Wangshu next time.

******

When Zhu Shan walked out of the club with her mobile phone, her whole person was fluttering.

She heard the sound of crickets coming from the green belt next to her, and then a cool breeze swept through the dullness of late summer, and then she really felt that she had come out safely.

She thought of Ling Xiao immediately, so she took out her phone to unlock it and wanted to call him.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" behind him.

Zhu Shan turned her head sharply, and a person lay on the ground about five meters away.

He fell from a height, his leg had been broken in the opposite direction, and the black blood spread in a steady stream, as if it was about to be injected into Zhu Shan's feet.

According to the clothes on his body, Zhu Shan instantly determined that he was Zhuo Yue's father!

"Daddy—" A sharp and broken cry came overhead, as if to pierce the unquiet night.

Zhu Shan immediately looked up.

The five-storey roof has colorful lights, clearly illuminating Zhuoyue and Ren Xingyan lying on the eaves.

In the next second, Zhuo Yue was grabbed by Ren Xingyan's hair and pulled back.

Zhu Shan's perspective can no longer see the two of them, but Zhuo Yue's screams can still be heard.

Then, a crowd of people kept coming, surrounding Zhuoyue's father.

The cacophony of voices pulled Zhu Shan's thoughts back.

Her whole body was numb, and her legs fell to the ground. Small hands cover mouth

, his eyes were wide open, and his face was full of tears of horror.

Ren Xingyan killed!

Ren Xingyan really killed someone!

Zhu Shan only felt the blood rushing to her head all over her body.

She hurriedly touched her phone, and it took a long time to find that it was in her hand.

She dialed 110 and said to the police call, "Murder, Bolang Entertainment Club", someone has been pushed off the balcony!"