Human... hostage? !
After Wen Xiaohui was stunned for a while, a chill shot from the top of his head to the soles of his feet, and he suddenly felt that the temperature of his blood was taken away, making him feel cold all over his body.
Hostage... is he a hostage
He clenched the bag in his hand, feeling the weight of what he was carrying could almost crush his spine. What Luo Yi said and did during this period of time, all appeared in front of his eyes frame by frame. Looking back now, it seemed that every expression, every word seemed to hide a hypocritical and cold conspiracy.
Chang Xing looked at Wen Xiaohui with great interest: "It seems that you like him very much."
Wen Xiaohui's body trembled uncontrollably. Anger, fear, and sadness, he couldn't tell which emotion accounted for the greater proportion. He only knew that he wanted to roar crazily and twist Luo Yi's neck into a twist , and what he wanted to do the most was to slap himself hard. He said in a hoarse voice, "What kind of hostage am I doing?"
He couldn't believe that Luo Yi had lied to him and used him again. If the first time he knew the truth, he was in despair, then this time, he only felt tired and hopeless, as if... for this In the end, he was not surprised, even though the pain in his heart almost made him unable to straighten his back, he couldn't shed a single tear, he just felt cold, as cold as dying.
This is Luo Yi, this is Luo Yi. He shouldn't blame Luo Yi for being ruthless, but he should blame himself for being stupid. He knew that there was a tiger's den and wolf's den in front of him, but he still jumped into it. The nature of tigers and wolves is to eat people.
"I have a deal with him. If he doesn't keep his promise after 72 hours, I'll send him part of you." The silver-white table knife twirled two times deftly between Chang Xing's fingers and inserted it firmly. Picking a grape, he put the grape into his mouth, his deep eyes lingering on Wen Xiaohui: "Although you and Yaya are not related by blood, you are really similar in some ways." He paused, "Both There's a kind of relentless stupidity."
Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists, and his voice was so low that he could hardly hear me: "He sent me here, you take me as a hostage, does it have any weight? Does he care?"
Chang Xing smiled: "I have also investigated this issue for a long time. I have come to the conclusion that you are the only thing Luo Yi still cares about, whether it is people or property, although he cares less about you than he cares about you." It's going to take down my determination, but I think it's worth the gamble because there's no better bargaining chip."
Wen Xiaohui finally understood why Luo Yi was so courteous some time ago. The Luo Yi who coldly said "I don't know what liking is" one day and asked him to "give him another chance" the next day, that Luo Yi with an angelic personality A monster with outstanding appearance and top acting skills, carefully planned a scene, and there was only one audience—Chang Xing. Not only did Chang Xing believe Luo Yi's performance, even he believed it too. He, Wen Xiaohui, is not a hostage, but an abandoned son, and his role is not to restrain Luo Yi, but to delay Luo Yi's time.
Chang Xing winked at the bodyguard.
The bodyguard came up: "Mr. Wen, follow me back to the room."
Wen Xiaohui stared at him, his eyeballs were bloodshot, looking desperate and embarrassed.
The bodyguard made a gesture of invitation again.
Wen Xiaohui lowered his head, and after a while, he suddenly let out a muffled laugh. He laughed louder and louder, and finally his shoulders trembled.
Chang Xing looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Wen Xiaohui raised his eyes and looked at Chang Xing: "Chairman Chang, if Luo Yi really cared about me, he wouldn't have tricked me here. Your move is a failure. I have no meaning in your hands." He felt that what he said Every word is crying blood.
Chang Xing looked indifferently: "Whether it makes sense or not, we will know soon."
The bodyguard grabbed Wen Xiaohui's arm, and Wen Xiaohui shook it off in disgust.
The bodyguard said coldly: "Mr. Wen, please cooperate and don't ask for trouble."
Wen Xiaohui dropped the bag in his hand and walked straight forward. The bodyguard took him into a room on the second floor, took his mobile phone away, and scanned his whole body with a device. After he entered, the door was locked immediately.
He stood in the doorway, looking around. The furnishings in the room are luxurious, and any decoration looks expensive. The compartments are toilets and bathrooms, and the windows are sealed by iron bars. This is not a prison like a prison.
He stood stiffly for a while, then suddenly swung up the heavy solid wooden chair in front of him, and threw it viciously at the entire display case against the wall.
Accompanied by the sound of glass shattering, half of the showcase was smashed. Wen Xiaohui looked at the broken glass out of breath, and suddenly let out a roar. The roar was angry and desperate, as if it was a cry for help from the deepest part of the soul. In an instant, his remaining strength was exhausted, making him feel hollowed out.
A voice from the walkie-talkie suddenly came from the room: "Mr. Wen, restrain your emotions. If you behave inappropriately again, I will tie you up."
Wen Xiaohui staggered to the bedside, feeling dizzy, and fell on his back on the bed. He stared wide-eyed at the chandelier above his head. Gradually, his vision blurred, and tears gushed out, instantly soaking the silk bed cover he was pillowed on.
How ridiculous, all this.
What kind of outrageous things did he do in his previous life that caused him to meet Luo Yi in this life and be deceived and used again and again? He warned himself countless times that he would never trust Luo Yi again, but in the end he still "voluntarily" jumped into the fire pit. Even if he hated Luo Yi again, he still didn't want to see Luo Yi and Chang Xing die together. This is the current fate.
He covered his eyes with his hands, and let the tears wet the back of his hands and cheeks. When the pain reached its peak, he didn't feel hysterical as he imagined, but instead felt numb, a kind of numbness after being severely injured, unable to move.
In fact, there were many things he couldn't figure out, for example, he couldn't figure out how Luo Yi could be so vicious. He once gave Luo Yi unreserved affection, even if he had a dog and was unwilling to let it starve and freeze, how could Luo Yi push him into the abyss without blinking
He originally thought that even if Luo Yi lied to him, he would have some affection for him, otherwise he would not treat him meticulously, would not give him money, and would not do those specious things. Guilty, nostalgic. Facts have proved that he was wrong. Luo Yi's repentance was only to further squeeze his use value. If Luo Yi cared about him at all, he would never do such a beastly thing. If the relationship between the two really The only remaining possibility of the so-called "future" was also completely killed by Luo Yi.
His heart was completely killed by Luo Yi.
After spending the whole night with his eyes open, Wen Xiaohui's bloodshot eyeballs, black eye circles and pale complexion made him look abnormal. He washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and couldn't recognize him.
In just a few months, he watched himself become tired, pale, and thin because of insomnia, sadness, and irregular diet. It seemed that for the first time in a long time, he looked at himself seriously, and he seemed to be getting old all of a sudden. I have been several years old, and when I think of the self who is in love with a happy smile every day, he is really different from the person in front of him. For the first time, he admitted humiliatingly and painfully that Luo Yi had changed him—in a bad direction. Luo Yi not only ruined his fantasy of love and basic trust in people, but may even blow out his heart fire, making it impossible for him to imagine a happy future with anyone.
He also felt his hatred for Luo Yi for the first time. From unreserved love to heart-scratching hatred, it turned out to be so simple, so easy, and so heartbreaking.
Now that things have happened, he finally no longer worries about what Luo Yi will encounter in the fight with Chang Xing, whether Luo Yi will follow Yaya's footsteps, and now he can't wait for the beast to strangle Luo Yi to death. But it was too late, he was finally drawn into this dark vortex, and maybe he would be torn into pieces the next moment, and the second before he was torn apart, his greatest regret in life must be that he once loved a beast .
But before that, before he was destroyed, he had to find a way to save himself. He still has his mother, Luo Rui, his career, and a long life. He doesn't want everything about him to be ruined by a beast.
He banged his head against the wall a few times, quietly thinking about how to escape. He didn't want to die here, he didn't want his "part" to be sent to Luo Yi, he had to run away!
He knew that there was surveillance in the room, and his every move was under the watchful eyes of others, so he didn't dare to do anything. He went back to bed, looked around while reading a magazine.
He can't break the iron bars on the window. Every morning, noon and evening, someone delivers food. That may be his only chance to leave here. He doesn't have any serious plans. He is just an ordinary person. All he can think of is to escape. Grab a little gap and try to escape.
After reading the magazine for a while, he went to the bathroom. After confirming the location of the surveillance video, he turned his back to the camera and stuffed a toothbrush into his clothes. When he was sleeping, he broke the toothbrush under the quilt and made a handful of rough "thorns".
On the second night after he was imprisoned, after the sun went down, someone came to deliver the food. Luo Yi knew this person, a driver of Changxing, around forty. Probably because his feminine appearance made it easy to underestimate the enemy, the driver was unprepared, came in alone, and put the food on the ground.
"Wait a minute." Wen Xiaohui walked over, "I haven't applied a mask for two days, and the skin care products here are not suitable for my skin type, here is a list, you go and buy something for me."
The driver gave him a cold look, eyes full of disdain.
Wen Xiaohui handed the paper to the driver, his heart was beating extremely fast, but he tried his best to appear calm and casual.
The driver reached for it.
The moment the driver's hand grabbed the piece of paper, Wen Xiaohui's arm shook, and the toothbrush slipped out of his sleeve, and he held it firmly in his hand. He practiced this movement under the quilt last night. Before the driver could react, Wen Xiaohui had already grabbed the toothbrush and stabbed it hard, right into his arm.
The driver yelled, and Wen Xiaohui kicked him on the calf bone, then the leg didn't retract, and moved up again, hitting the driver's waist and eyes.
Wen Xiaohui has always been very grateful to his father for training him when he was a child. Although he did not grow into a masculine man as his father wished, he has learned how to fight and how to defeat the enemy. Suffered.
The driver knelt on the ground with one knee, Wen Xiaohui punched him hard on the chin, and kicked him in the chest again. After knocking the driver to the ground, he strode out of the room and ran downstairs .
When passing the living room, the bodyguard had already rushed out from the room on the first floor. Wen Xiaohui's blood was surging, his mind was blank, and he rushed towards the door without thinking. The desire to escape from here surpassed everything. The handle of the door tried to pull it open, but found that the door was locked!
He kicked hard almost in despair, and roared, "Let me out!"
The bodyguard had already run over, grabbed his shoulders, and threw him to the ground.
Wen Xiaohui turned over and jumped up from the ground, grabbed something and threw it towards the bodyguard. The bodyguard turned his head and kicked Wen Xiaohui in the stomach.
There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, Wen Xiaohui almost vomited his stomach out, he hugged his stomach and fell to the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
The bodyguard looked at him condescendingly.
Wen Xiaohui clenched his fists and glared fiercely at the bodyguard. He used all his strength to prop up his body, and saw the gate that was close at hand. His eyes were full of longing flames. He yelled, got up from the ground, and Punch to the bodyguard.
The bodyguard grabbed his wrist, twisted it behind his back, and pushed him out.
Wen Xiaohui's body staggered a few steps uncontrollably, almost fell to the ground, his heart boiled with anger, the hatred of being deceived and imprisoned ignited his blood, making him crazy and desperate. He picked up the vase on the coffee table and rushed towards the bodyguard again.
The bodyguard's eyes were cold, and his fists were clenched loudly.
Wen Xiaohui yelled and threw the vase out.
The bodyguard took two steps back and dodged sideways again. Wen Xiaohui jumped up and kicked the bodyguard's chest.
After Wen Xiaohui landed, he still rushed upwards. The door behind the bodyguard was like his last straw, he must grab it!
The bodyguard held his numb arm from the kick, with anger rising in his eyes, and when Wen Xiaohui rushed up again, he punched Wen Xiaohui's face hard.
Wen Xiaohui only had time to see a black shadow in front of him keep enlarging, and then, there was a huge pain on his face, and his body fell heavily to the ground. In an instant, he burst into tears, his eyes became dizzy, his brain went blank for a while, and then the whole world turned upside down before his eyes, unable to piece together a complete picture.
He felt salty and warm liquid coming out of his eyes, nose, and mouth. The pain made him go crazy. He covered his face and rolled on the ground until his eyes turned black and he lost consciousness.