Wen Lan experienced a kidnapping.

That time it was Cheng Nijia's aunt who was looking for someone, and she used this method. Last time she was forced into the car by a dagger, this time, it was a gun with a black hole.

The moment she opened the back door of the taxi, Wen Lan was pulled into the seat by the man closest to her.

Before she could struggle, a black bag was fastened to her head!

"You-" As soon as she spoke, something hard pressed against her waist.

"Miss Wen, we all have our hands stained with fate, if you are not honest, don't blame us for not piping on the fragrance and cherishing the jade!" A dull male voice scolded.

The middle-aged female driver driving in front of her also giggled, "Not all men in the world are Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci, who will indulge you and tolerate you!"

Wen Lan listened with palpitations.

Since they knew the relationship between Xie Yansheng and Jiang Jingci and her, this kidnapping had been planned for a long time.

She has made a lot of enemies in Jiangcheng, and she really can't guess which one is behind the scenes.

At this moment, her eyes were immersed in darkness, and the uncertainty of her own safety made her dare not provoke them at all, so she could only secretly try to touch her phone.

But before she touched the phone, there was a "click", and a cold thing was already buckled on her wrist!

She could feel the handcuffs.

"Stinky, don't play with us!" The fury of the man beside her, "The harder you toss now, the more you will suffer later!"

"How much money will the person who instructed you kidnap me give you, as long as you release me, I will give you double-" Before Wen Lan's words were finished, he was slapped in the face covered by the hood!

"Miss Wen is talking too much, say more, slap in the face." The angry man just now snapped.

Wen Lan endured the burning pain on his cheeks, feeling that the kidnappers he encountered this time were more ferocious than the last time, and it was more difficult to get out.

Suddenly, Wen Lan's mobile phone began to sing.

She held her breath and cautiously said, "I have already made an appointment with my friend to have dinner, this call must have come from him, if I don't answer it all the time, he will definitely be suspicious." Could you please let me tell my friends not to go?"

"It's Jiang Jingci." The man sitting with her asked the woman driving in front of her, "Sister Song, do you want her to answer this call or not?"

"No." Sister Song thought thoughtfully, "Jiang Jingci is thoughtful, if he suddenly turns off the phone, it will make him suspicious, so turn the phone to silent."

Soon, Wen Lan could no longer hear the ringtone of the mobile phone.

She completely lost the opportunity to ask Jiang Jingci for help.

In the dark, Wen Lan had a premonition that the speed of the car was getting faster and faster, and his heart was a little cold.

She kept trying to save herself, begging them to stop the car on the grounds of motion sickness and going to the toilet, but every time she spoke, she would get a slap in the face.

When the car stopped, it was more than an hour later.

Wen Lan was shoved into a dilapidated warehouse, surrounded by a strong musty smell.

Sister Song ripped off her hood and put her phone in front of her, "Unlock."

It had just darkened outside, and Wen Lan's eyes had not yet adjusted to the dim light of the warehouse when another thin man pinched his finger and put it on the lock of his phone.

Wen Lan was shocked to realize that they kidnapped her for the intimate video between Cheng Nijia and An Xuezhi!

No wonder Xie Yansheng complained that she shouldn't have told Cheng Nijia about the video in front of her!

Thinking that they had guns, she became afraid.

She was in the basement of the Jade Mansion, and after secretly filming the intimate interaction between Cheng Nijia and An Xuezhi, a copy of the video was passed away by Xie Yansheng.

She only kept the original video on her phone and didn't make a backup. Look at the book

Later, she was waiting for labor in Lincheng, Cheng Nijia went to provoke, smashed her mobile phone, and went to repair it several times but failed to get back the original data.

The thin man pinched Wen Lan's fingers again, unlocked her phone, and respectfully handed it to Sister Song.

Sister Song looked at her phone and said meaningfully, "Miss Wen is a smart person,

I guess I know what I want by now."

"I'm sorry, I don't really know what you want. Even if you find my bank card on your phone, you won't be able to withdraw a penny without my cooperation. Say as much as you want, and I'll pass it on to you right away." Wen Lan pretended to be confused.

Now that Xie Yansheng's divorce is imminent, there are enough troubles, even if she suffers a little flesh, she can't shake Xie Yansheng out!

Even if she did hand over the video, they would suspect that she had a backup.

She thought about it, no matter how they coerced and tempted, she resolutely refused to admit that there was a video!

"It's all this time, and Miss Wen is still pretending to be confused?" Sister Song quickly pulled her mobile phone, her brows furrowed, "We are also entrusted by others, as long as we get what we want, we will immediately let Miss Wen go back."

"I've lived with a few people who don't know each other, and I really don't know what they want." Wen Lan pretended to be calm, but his heartbeat was already out of balance.

All of Sister Song's attention was on Wen Lan's phone.

The fat black man on the side yelled at Wen Lan impatiently, "Don't pretend, of course we want videos!"

"What video?" Wen Lan still pretended to be stupid.

Sister Song's face was filled with disappointment, she glanced at Wen Lan lightly, and a sentence popped out between her teeth: "Of course, it's Miss Cheng Nijiacheng's video."

"I don't understand what you're talking about, Cheng Nijia and I have been friends for a long time, how can there be a video of her!" Wen Lan said as he began to seek a way out.

"We've made it clear that we've worn out our mouths, and Miss Wen still doesn't have any sincerity—" Sister Song closed Wen Lan's phone and winked at the two men, "Then don't waste any more time."

"What do you mean?" As soon as Wen Lan's words fell, he was put on a rusty iron chair by two men.

And open one handcuff and buckle it with the back of the chair!

She had just struggled to get up when she was slapped in the face again!

There was a touch of fishy sweetness in her nose and mouth, and she swallowed it hard.

She covered her red and swollen cheeks with the hand she had just "liberated", lowered her posture and explained, "I met Cheng Nijia in the hotel a few days ago, and I was deliberately angry with her for arranging the video, but I didn't expect her to take it seriously, it's really ridiculous."

"Since Miss Wen said that there is no video, let's give Miss Wen a face, and treat it as if there is no video." Sister Song pinched Wen Lan's chin and laughed maliciously.

"Can fascinate the prodigal son Xie Yan and the humble gentleman Jiang Jingci, Miss Wen does have this ability. I just don't know, when they see Miss Wen and other men turning the clouds and rain, will they still be obsessed with Miss Wen as always?"

Wen Lan's spine began to chill, but his brain was still quite useful, and he instantly came up with an idea to delay time!

Suddenly, the black fat man's hand fell on her neckline and tore it hard!