Chapter 70: The Horror Process
Jiang Wanrong stood still, and calculated in her heart that as long as the other party reached out and touched herself, she immediately shouted 'help' in English. Forgive these two men for throwing rat bogeys.
The two men didn't expect to be in a state of silence at this time.
Jiang Wanrong waited for the other party to approach, and when she looked at it with the help of the dim light, she was immediately annoyed. It turned out that it was an elderly man and woman who passed by, and their steps were slightly staggering. If you call for help, not only will the other party not be able to save you, but even you will get in. How is she willing to involve innocent pedestrians?
The two men who wrapped her in front of her also breathed a sigh of relief and quietly waited for the other party to pass.
The elderly man and woman were like an elderly couple, they saw that the situation at the entrance of the alley was not normal, and they were too lazy to meddle in things, so they chattered a few words, and passed by Jiang Wanrong and the others.
Jiang Wanrong felt that her last hope was shattered, and she had nothing to rely on but herself. However, if she is a weak woman to get out of the current crisis, it is simply a fool's dream.
Do you want to cry out for help?
Jiang Wanrong shook her head gloomily, if she really did this, she hadn't called for reinforcements yet, and she had already been pulled away in the car. Moreover, their behavior will be ridiculed and ridiculed by the other party. Therefore, even in the face of death, you must not lose your integrity.
She has always been advertised as a queen-like woman, born with a kind of aristocratic arrogance, even if she is threatened, she cannot lose her original dignity, let alone beg for the other party.
"Miss Jiang, please."
The man's strong hand had already grasped her arm.
She struggled to break free and screamed, "Don't touch me!" β
The man was stunned and didn't dare to make a mistake, but still threatened her: "Could you please cooperate?" β
Although the other party was under high pressure, she was very cautious in her words, and she didn't dare to make a trace of mistakes, which made her feel a little calmer, maybe things were slowing down.
She finally moved her delicate body and approached the car step by step.
Two men accompanied him on the left and right, like two bodyguards, one cautious.
The car door was opened by one of the men: "Miss Jiang, please." β
Maybe because of her cooperation, the other party's tone became more and more kind, like a slave of a sycophant to an incomparably noble goddess.
Jiang Wanrong's nervous heart slowed down again, and she remained more reserved and calm.
One of the men sat with her in the back seat, but kept a certain distance from her in awe. Another man got into the cab and the car slipped out of the alley.
Jiang Wanrong looked at the passing night scene outside the car window, and couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Is it still far away?" β
"Not far. It's coming soon. She received a polite reply from the man next to her.
Jiang Wanrong noticed that the car was running towards the bustling city center, and her heart increased her confidence.
In front of the luxurious clubhouse, the car slowly stopped.
The man sitting next to Jiang Wanrong immediately got out of the car and went around the other side to pick her up.
As soon as Jiang Wanrong's feet landed, her heart also completely fell to the bottom. It turned out that she was already in a bustling city, not only the people who entered and exited the building in front of her, but also the pedestrians on the street behind her. It's a good time, and she's got the leverage to get out of it. But should she call for help from the strangers?
After thinking about it again, she decided to give up such a cowardly move, even if it was the Longtan Tiger's Den next, she had no hesitation.
The man driving did not get out of the car. Obviously, this was not the place to park, so he drove away, leaving her and the man behind.
She bravely raised her head to face the man, and under the neon light, the man's appearance was unobstructed, his expression was the same as his voice, a group of kind, and his eyes were full of appreciation.
Her voice was more calm: "Where are you taking me?" β
The man stretched out his hand and pointed to the door of the clubhouse: "Please come with me." β
However, he didn't go to the front, afraid that he would lose her, but accompanied by one side, looking like a flower messenger, but in fact he was suspected of being escorted.
Jiang Wanrong was fearless, with a sense of righteousness and awe-inspiring, and under the 'hostage' of the other party, she stepped into the depths of the building.
Originally, she thought she had arrived at a very noisy place, but as soon as she walked in, she became nervous again. When she climbed to the third floor through the elevator, she saw a deep corridor in front of her, and the light was very dim, and the decoration was very simple and brown and black, which emphasized the tranquility. The silence is frightening, like a ghost.
Jiang Wanrong was panicked, she knew that the building was so laid out, and she shouldn't be obediently manipulated by others. Alas, it was a thought that put her in unpredictable danger. What to do? I'm afraid it's too late to turn back now. If she moves the slightest, she will be unfavorably moved by the fierce foreign man next to her.
After some turmoil in her heart, she simply made a heart, even if there is a tiger in the mountain, she must be biased towards the tiger mountain!
When passing through a door, the doorman actually stood a man with an eastern face, who looked very gentle and had a very attentive gaze.
Jiang Wanrong looked at the other party's oriental ancestry, and suddenly felt a sense of intimacy. She was in desperate need of her 'loved ones' in a moment of helplessness.
She just wanted to stop and talk, but the other party took the initiative to smile at her: "You are Teacher Jiang, right?" β
She couldn't help but be stunned and nodded vigorously.
The man smiled and turned to open the door: "The boss has been waiting for you for a long time." Please come in. β
She was a little dazed, daring to love that this door was the destination that people brought her to.
Her bright eyes examined the man of Oriental descent, and since he spoke English, she could only infer that he was Asian, and his expression was respectful. She glanced at the man who had brought her again. A kind expression underneath a sly smile. There are all kinds of signs that there is no abyss in the door.
She walked through the door with a calm demeanorβ
In front of her was a large reception room, luxuriously and elegantly decorated, with a tall man standing in front of a floor-to-ceiling window.
She looked intently, and under the reflection of the unknown light, the man only gave her a back. Obviously, at this time, the other party still has to play tricks and maintain a sense of mystery. However, from her back, she could conclude that this person was a man of oriental origin, and with his body size and exposed hair, he should be a middle-aged man.
She knew that this person was very powerful, otherwise she would not have used such a formation to get herself to this place. So, she had to deal with it carefully.
"Who are you?" She was the first to ask questions in English.
The man didn't look back, but threw out a standard Chinese sentence: "Beauty, please speak your native language." I understand. β
Her eyes lit up: "Are you Chinese?" β
"It used to be. Now I have become an F citizen. β
"You know me?"
"Guess what?"
She really couldn't hear who the other party's voice looked like, so she had to shake her head: "I can't guess, can you please turn around?" β
"Hey, hey!" The man let out a wry laugh, "The beauty is a smart woman in ice and snow, let's think about it slowly." β
Her eyebrows frowned slightly: "Your people got me here, did they just let me guess the riddle?" β
"That's wrong, I sent someone to invite the beautiful woman, how can I say that I got it?"
"Hmph, this 'please' is no different from kidnapping."
The man was curious: "Could it be that they are rough with beautiful women?" β
"This..." Jiang Wanrong recalled the previous process, "At least they gave me no choice." β
"Hahaha!" The man couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Scared you, didn't you?" My proud princess. β
Jiang Wanrong felt more and more that this mysterious man was an acquaintance with her, especially the title of 'princess' impressed her, and she couldn't help but lose her voice: "You... Are you..."
The man turned around slowly and showed her the true face of Lushan.
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