In the cabin of the private jet, a heavy black coffin was fixed to the right side, looking out of place and heavy and oppressive.
Wen Ran sat motionless next to her, her skin as white as mutton-fat jade giving a hazy halo illuminated by the bright sunlight.
It was so beautiful and ethereal that it seemed unreal, as if it would dissipate the next moment.
At this time, the phone rang, and her half-downed curled eyelashes trembled. The confusion and sadness in her beautiful eyes gradually dissipated, and finally became tainted with a bit of human fireworks.
"Grandpa, dad and I..." When Wen Ran said the word dad, a lump formed in her throat, and all the color drained from her originally fair face, "...we have arrived at the airport."
"Mianmian, terrorists just bombed the Sideyi Airport, and now the place where the plane landed is a bit far from grandpa's place."
Although the grandfather on the other end of the phone called Wen Ran's nickname affectionately, his tone was particularly solemn.
"But don't be afraid. Grandpa has already contacted someone to pick you up. Just stay in the plane and wait..."
At this point, the signal suddenly became intermittent.
"If anything happens... just say that you are Zhou Qixiao's fiancée... remember..."
Wen Ran didn't have time to ask anything.
There was a loud "boom", and the door of the private plane was blown open with a big hole.
The scorching sparks hit us with heat waves.
A group of armed men rushed forward, cursing and shouting.
Without giving her any chance to resist, the drug-soaked towel covered her mouth and nose.
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Wen Ran's body fell limply against the car door, with her head pressed against the window.
Her hands were tied and her eyes were blindfolded.
I have no idea what's going on in the car.
Even if his forehead bumped against the glass, he didn't dare to move.
He was afraid that the robbers would know that he was awake and lose the opportunity.
Suddenly, the car stopped.
Wen Ran's heart tightened and she listened carefully to what was going on around her.
Just after the bump, the black cloth that covered her eyes was loosened by her friction, and there was a tiny gap above her left eye.
Two tall men wearing camouflage military uniforms came into view outside the car.
soldier! Wen Ran's hope instantly ignited.
Just when he was about to prop up his body and call for help, he broke into a cold sweat when he heard the other party's conversation.
Nanzhou dialect!
By the way, this is not the Kingdom of China, but the Kingdom of Nanzhou, which has been in civil war for 21 years.
There is an armed separatist regime here, and there are no people's soldiers anywhere!
People outside the car are asking for tolls.
One of them even glanced inside the car and clearly saw her being tied up.
Instead of rescuing him, he smiled obscenely and joked: He looks good, can he sell it for a good price?
The robber immediately added a number.
After giving the money... the car drove away.
Wen Ran's whole body was stiff, and her limbs were so cold that they were numb.
Fortunately, she understood Nanzhou dialect, otherwise she had just rashly asked for help and angered the robbers. She didn't know what would happen to her now.
But in an instant, his heart seemed to be tightly held by a hand.
The stinging sensation was followed by a violent shock.
What should she do if Nanzhou soldiers cannot be trusted?
Can she compete with two heavily armed and muscular robbers?
Suddenly Wen Ran felt a creepy gaze.
"Fuck! Brother, this little girl is so tender, I really can't bear it anymore! Can't I just take it easy and not kill her?"
When you clearly feel the sweaty and sticky heat source approaching.
Bone-gnawing fear also climbed up.
Just before Wen Ran couldn't hold back any longer and was about to resist, a severe reprimand came from the front.
"Did I just say it! Don't touch this little bitch before you get 200 million, in case something happens to her. She is related to Zhou Qixiao. Who knows what that madman can do !”
The source of nauseating heat moved further away after the scolding.
The crisis was slightly relieved, and Wen Ran's brain, which was confused with fear, finally started to move.
200000000?
How could their family have 200 million?
And Zhou Qixiao?
She was certain she didn't know the man.
If she hadn't heard this name from her grandfather, she would have even wondered if the robbers had kidnapped the wrong person!
"Brother, we are all desperadoes! We are still afraid of what that lunatic will do! Besides... this little bitch's father was killed, didn't Zhou Qixiao not even react?"
This news was so unexpected that Wen Ran turned her head unconsciously following the sound.
What does it mean to be killed?
Didn't her father die in a traffic accident?
At this movement, the robber noticed that she was awake and pulled her hair mercilessly.
He said in broken Chinese: "You're still fucking pretending to be awake? Be obedient later and I'll let you suffer less! Damn it, brother, why don't you come first?"
pain!
The scalp seemed to be torn off.
But Wen Ran couldn't care less, all his emotions exploded at this moment.
She struggled desperately, but her so-called desperate struggle was as ridiculous as a child's slapstick in front of the strong robber whose arms were thicker than her thighs, and was not worth mentioning at all.
The robber cursed, pulled up Wen Ran's hair, and slammed the car door back.
"Boom!" There was a dull sound.
The back of her head and shoulders hit the car, causing her to feel dizzy and retching.
She said intermittently but firmly: "If I die, you will get nothing..."
When the robber who was driving heard this, he turned around and cursed: "Okay, this little bitch is so fierce, what if she is really dead if she continues to make trouble? We are not afraid of death, but if we offend Zhou Qixiao, his methods are more terrifying than death. You fucking..."
Zhou Qixiao is the largest arms dealer in Nanzhou. He takes both good and evil. The most important thing is that he is determined to retaliate and is famous for his ruthlessness. If you offend him, death will be the lightest punishment.
The robber driving the car was distracted and did not see a car approaching the corner ahead.
The van hit directly.
"Bang!"
Wen Ran felt like his body was in the air for a moment, and when he fell back into his seat, his whole soul was about to leave his body.
Before the sharp tinnitus disappeared, the car door was suddenly opened.
A rough, sticky hand grabbed her arm and dragged her out of the car.
Wen Ran followed up staggeringly, and could barely see what was going on through the gap.
The tall military off-road vehicle directly hit the van and dented it, causing thick smoke to billow.
The robber raised his pistol.
Sitting on the hood of the off-road vehicle was a short-haired woman wearing camouflage clothing, with heroic features but an expressionless face.
She held up the submachine gun in a wanton manner.
It seems to be a confrontation between two parties.
In fact, it is a unilateral crushing.
The robbers also saw the disparity in strength between them and their opponent, and their attitude softened.
"We don't mean to offend! Please give me a price! How about giving this girl to you? It's worth 200 million! She has the best appearance and figure!"
At this time, a sneer came from the car.
It was so sudden that it instantly attracted everyone's attention.
A muscular arm wrapped in rough bandages stretched out from the car.
The slender fingers holding the cigarette flicked it casually.
The cinnabar bracelets folded into several circles on the wrist also swayed.
A hint of bohemian debauchery.
After the cigarette ashes fell, a low and loose voice came out, implying joking.
"A little beauty worth 200 million? You gave it to me to play with so easily?"
The robber breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he could talk.
Unexpectedly, the other party changed the subject.
"It's a pity. The almanac says it's not a good time to go to bed today, so..."
