Zeng Muyan, who was hiding in the mountain col, curled up into a ball and couldn't help but tremble.
The explosion caused by the sniper rifle around her made her feel weak.
Ye Lan hugged her and jumped tens of meters, which was a huge blow to her world view.
Carefully, he raised his head.
As far as the eye could see, there was no trace of Ye Lan.
Her face turned pale and she slumped to the ground in disappointment.
"he's gone?"
Sealed space not only blocks energy, but also distorts light.
Ye Lan was obviously less than a hundred meters away from her, but she couldn't see any trace.
Fear began to permeate her whole body. Zeng Muyan slowly sat down against the stone and murmured to herself as if to cheer herself up.
"He will definitely come back, definitely!"
I don't know how long it took, but footsteps suddenly sounded behind me.
Zeng Muyan's eyes lit up and she quickly stood up.
But then, her pupils suddenly dilated.
A dark spear was pointed at her head.
The cold light reflected from the metal makes the body stiff and unable to move.
"Zeng Muyan?"
The young man standing on the stone asked coldly.
Seeing that she was trembling and unable to say a word, the middle-aged man next to her jumped down holding a mobile phone and grabbed her hair.
After looking at the photos on his phone, the middle-aged man said solemnly: "Yes, that's her."
The young man's face lit up, "I caught it, can I take it back?"
The middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "No, there are practitioners protecting her now. The Spirit Alliance has probably taken action and interrogated her on the spot."
Immediately, he showed a seemingly kind smile.
"Ms. Zeng, don't be afraid. As long as you cooperate well, we won't hurt you. Speaking of which, my daughter is the same age as you, and a father will not hurt you easily."
"What... do you want to do?"
Zeng Muyan asked nervously.
Seeing that her mood was slightly stable, the middle-aged man said in a kind tone, "Don't worry, we will only ask you a few questions, and we will leave after we finish."
"What exactly happened on Flight 9537?"
"I don't know anything." Zeng Muyan responded subconsciously.
The young man on the side saw this and jumped down from the stone.
The black muzzle of the gun was pressed directly against her head.
"Don't know? I'll help you recall your memories!"
"Don't be violent!"
The middle-aged man feigned anger and said with a straight face: "We are being reasonable. If this happens again, I will report it to the team leader."
The young man seemed to be shocked by him and took back his gun angrily.
"I'm most annoyed by people pretending to be stupid. It's a waste of time."
The middle-aged man glared at him, then turned to Zeng Muyan and smiled kindly.
"Don't worry about him, young people do things impulsively."
"Remember carefully, what happened on the plane? Did anything happen before the plane lost control? Did the captain or stewardess have any abnormalities before the plane lost control?"
The middle-aged man spoke softly, inducing her to recall step by step.
One of the two played a bad role and the other played a bad role, threatening death.
Zeng Muyan's psychological defense collapsed immediately, and she followed the middle-aged man's thoughts and answered in a confused manner.
The stewardess assassinated an important guest, the captain stabbed the co-pilot and destroyed the plane. Everything was told in detail.
Until the middle-aged man asked, "Who drove the plane back behind?"
She suddenly came back to her senses, subconsciously avoided the middle-aged man's eyes, lowered her head and murmured: "I don't know!"
"Remember carefully, I believe you can do it!"
The middle-aged man continued with a smile.
But no matter how he asked questions, Zeng Muyan just kept silent.
It wasn't until he ran out of patience that the middle-aged man finally revealed his true colors.
"Speak out and you can live! If you resist stubbornly, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you."
Seeing that she still lowered her head and remained silent, the middle-aged man took a step back.
The young man who understood the idea immediately stepped forward.
He roughly grabbed Zeng Muyan's hair and looked directly into her eyes with a cruel smile on his lips.
"Don't tell me? That's the best thing. I haven't played stewardess yet!"
"I will break your limbs, tie them tightly, and then enjoy them slowly. I'm afraid you don't know that feeling. You can't do anything except shouting."
"Some of them will die in pain, while others are begging me to kill them..."
He gritted his teeth and looked at Zeng Muyan's perfect figure with greedy eyes.
"Don't carry it. If you tell me earlier, you will suffer less!" The middle-aged man said at the right time.
To the surprise of both of them, Zeng Muyan just bit her lips, which were already bleeding, but she showed no signs of letting go.
"I just like a steadfast and unyielding woman like you. Don't worry, I will definitely let you enjoy the excitement."
The young people geared up and continued to threaten.
Zeng Muyan remained indifferent.
The middle-aged man's face darkened, he walked forward and gently squeezed her shoulders.
A biting coldness rushed in, and her body trembled violently, and she fell down stiffly.
His internal organs seemed to be frozen, waves of chill spread throughout his body, and even his blood vessels seemed to be flowing with ice water.
Just for a moment, her face trembled and she curled up into a ball, so painful that she couldn't even cry out.
The middle-aged man squatted down slowly and spoke softly.
"Say it, as long as you say it, I can help you right away!"
"dream."
Zeng Muyan's teeth chattered as she almost spit out these two words from her throat.
The middle-aged man's face turned completely gloomy, and he said to the young man next to him: "Leave it to you!"
The young man was overjoyed, with an evil glint in his eyes.
"Stewardess with long legs, I haven't played with it yet!"
"Hurry up."
The middle-aged man didn't seem to want to see this scene. He took out a pack of cigarettes from his trouser pocket and walked behind the stone.
Whether Zeng Muyan recruits or not recruits is of little significance.
Immediately after the plane landed, they had already obtained the list of survivors from the hospital.
Those who are alive cannot escape.
Young people naturally understand this.
Their only doubt now is who is piloting the plane.
However, it was just doubt.
Seeing the young man pressing closer and closer, Zeng Muyan trembled and stared at him.
But this made the other party even more excited.
He grabbed Zeng Muyan's collar and tore it open with both hands.
"His" sound.
The loose casual jacket was torn in half, revealing the beige tight-fitting thermal jacket underneath.
The curvy figure can be seen at a glance.
"It's simply the best!" The young man chuckled, his eyes nearly overflowing with light.
Seeing that he had stretched out his hand, Zeng Muyan closed her eyes in despair.
"Ye Lan, where are you?"
It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed like only a moment passed.
When the tears in the corners of her eyes were wiped away, she opened her eyes.
What caught his eye was a familiar face.
"I'm back!"
Hearing this voice, Zeng Muyan couldn't bear it anymore and passed out.
