It's night.

Inside SH Bar, colorful neon lights shine everywhere, and the mixed air is filled with the smell of tobacco and alcohol.

Song Nuan sat on the leather sofa, her beautiful face looked a little uneasy, and her eyes followed closely through a glass door in the private room to a certain woman on the dance floor outside who was writhing to the loud music.

A man in a suit with a big belly just stuffed a glass of wine into Song Nuan's hand.

"Miss Song, drink."

Song Nuan was suddenly called, came back to his senses and looked at the wine glass containing the colorful liquid in his hand, and drank it all without hesitation.

The wine was so strong that it ran from my throat to my stomach.

"Miss Song is really a good amount of wine!" When the man in the suit saw her so bold, he clapped his hands excitedly.

Song Nuan hooked the corners of her lips helplessly, put the empty wine glass on the table, picked up the mobile phone on the side and was about to get up, "Mr. Wang, I have finished drinking the wine, can I take my sister away now?" ”

"Let's go?" Mr. Wang laughed twice, as if he heard some joke, "Miss Song, what are you kidding?" Your sister has already sold you to me, where do you want to go? ”

Hearing this, Song Nuan's heart jumped suddenly, and by the time she looked back at the dance floor, Song Jiami had already disappeared without a trace.

She's tricked!

An hour ago, Song Jiami called to say that she was drunk and asked her to pick it up, but because she was a half-sister who had lived with her for many years, she still went, who knew that what she got was this result.

Sure enough, Song Jiami has never been kind to her.

Mr. Wang's eyes stared at Song Nuan directly, and he snatched the mobile phone in her hand diligently, and did not forget to touch the back of her smooth hand with his salty pig hand.

Song Nuan leaned back defensively, and when he saw Mr. Wang's fat and wrinkled cheeks in front of him, he only felt goosebumps all over his body, disgusting!

"Come on, Song Meiren, as long as you serve me well tonight, I promise to give your sister the best film and television resources."

As he spoke, Mr. Wang stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around Song Nuan's shoulder

Song Nuan stood behind Mr. Wang with dexterity and sneered: "I'm phew! She wants the resources you go to her to serve you! ”

After the words fell, Song Nuan pushed open the door of the private room next to her and ran out, and Mr. Wang quickly grabbed the corner of her skirt.

Mr. Wang smiled cruelly, as if he had known that Song Nuan would come like this.

Who knew that Song Nuan tore the skirt without hesitation.

"Shhh

A large piece of fabric slipped down the hem of her skirt, revealing her slender snow-white thighs.

Song Nuan didn't care about anything else now, and the only thought in his mind was to escape from this dangerous place.

Mr. Wang looked at the wisp of tattered fabric in his hand, and then looked at the disappearing figure, and scolded angrily: "What a, toast and don't eat and drink!" ”

How could he let Song Nuan go, drop the tattered fabric, and chase after him.

The evening breeze is light, the night is low, and the European-style street lamps hanging high on the roadside have been lit up with sporadic lights.

Although Lincheng is a bustling city, it is already late at night and early in the morning, and many shops have already closed their doors.

This also means that Song Nuan has no place to call for help.

That can only save itself.

In the blink of an eye, Song Nuan had already taken off his high heels and threw them aside, and continued to run forward.

The wind whistling in her ears was quiet, and she could clearly hear her heartbeat like a drum, in stark contrast to the loud music in the bar.

Not far from the corner is a bottomless alley, Song Nuan looked back and saw that Mr. Wang was still chasing with his fat body.

Damn hooligan fat man, how can you run so much!

At the moment, there was no other way, so she could only turn into the black alley......

After running for about a few tens of meters, a rusty iron gate stood in front of me.

Just as Song Nuan grabbed the iron door with both hands and tried to open it, a hand appeared behind her, quickly and forcefully covering her mouth, and the two leaned towards a low wall behind them.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Song Nuan wanted to cry out for help, but as soon as she raised her head, a pair of inky eyes like night met her eyes.

This, this person is not Mr. Wang.

"Don't make a sound." The man's deep voice was hoarse.

Song Nuan seemed to be under magic, nodded, and didn't move again.

As soon as the words fell, the hurried footsteps of several people came from the entrance of the alley.

"Boss, the man is gone."

"A bunch of idiots! A wounded person can lose it! Split up and find me! ”

The man pulled Song Nuan into his arms for a few more minutes.