Bumpy all the way, all the way, the black Wrangler finally arrived at a secret mansion, it is hidden in the continuous mountain scenery, the appearance looks extraordinary, and the style is comparable to the palace.
Several men in black were already waiting at the door, their hands folded in front of them, standing upright, with a calm and calm expression on their faces, looking both like thugs and think tanks. When they saw the Wrangler coming, they all walked over together. Shen Liufei in the car noticed that these men in black were all armed with guns.
Everyone in the car got out of the car, and Shen Liufei was pushed forward by the men in black.
He had a rope tied around his wrist, but he had quietly untied it when he was in the car, and now he just pretended not to move his hand. When it comes to close combat alone, Shen Liufei is not afraid of anyone here. He knows very well that the original owner of his body is the champion of fighting. But he had to wait patiently until Wen Jue left before he could do it. Otherwise, to take care of Wen Jue's safety is tantamount to dragging on a burden. If you can't escape, you may even endanger the other party's life.
A man in black handed a package to Wen Jue, explained something to him in English, and motioned him to take it back to A Liang.
The other party opened his suit while talking, revealing the pistol on his waist. Wen Jue saw it at a glance, and the cold sweat broke down. He took in a breath of cold air and coughed. He can only think that he is shooting an action movie with a hail of bullets, and the camera is running in the dark, otherwise his legs are too weak to walk.
He had probably guessed the purpose of their trip. The people here were going to cut off Shen Liufei's heart on the spot to perform an operation on a rich man.
He also knew the identity of Shen Liufei, Bai Shuo lost contact after the car accident, and finally the news that he returned to China was that he had suffered brain damage and became a vegetative state.
Wen Jue walked behind Shen Liufei with a man in black, and kept looking at his back with a complicated expression.
The whole group entered Zhong's mansion, and before being taken away, Shen Liufei looked back at him. This look was cold and calm, and inexplicably revealed a powerful and gentle force; this look, the old friend Yiyi, the old love reappeared, Wen Jue knew that the other party was Bai Shuo, his heart was hot, and his nose was sour.
The most critical place was the operating room. The bodyguards flew away with Shen Liu, leaving only the man in black next to Wen Jue. The man was more than half a head shorter than Wen Jue, dark and strong, but his jaw was a little deformed, and the appearance of his eyebrows and teeth looked disgusting. The man can speak Chinese, and he told Wen Jue something about slave labor. The two of them were speaking English mixed with Chinese chicken and duck. The man saw that Wen Jue's reaction was slow, his face was ignorant, and he lost his patience in a blink of an eye. connector.
When the other party cursed, he took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke. Wen Jue suddenly heard a strange voice not far away. In this empty and quiet house, he could distinguish it more carefully. A very young female voice still called for help in Chinese.
help me.
Hearing the voices of his compatriots in such a dangerous environment, Wen Jue gave a jerk, and he took the initiative to take the lighter from the man's hand. He called the other party the boss, and asked in English if there was anyone else locked up here.
This kind of flattery made the man very useful, and he told him, puffing smoke, that the two virgins from the freak show were Mr. Zhong waiting for a heart change, and he was no longer in that interest.
Resisting the stinky breath coming out of the other party's mouth, Wen Jue approached a mockingly flattering face, and asked boldly if he could take him there and open his eyes.
"What eyes are you opening?" The other party thought he was busy, showing an impatient and fierce look, "If you should bring it, don't forget to bring it, it's none of your business here, get out."
"Huh, huh..." Wen Jue stepped back in agreement, suddenly glanced at him, and saw a dragon-shaped porcelain ornament on the decorative shelf. The glaze was glossy, and the shape of the dragon's head and mustache was very lifelike and terrifying.
Suddenly, he thought of Shen Liufei's parting look. This big star who was not tied to the chicken didn't know where the courage came from. He raised his hand and copied the ornament, and smashed it down at the back of the man's head.
The other party fell down in response, and was actually dizzy, and Wen Jue himself was startled.
He reached out to probe the man's breath, and confirmed that he was just fainted and not dead. He quickly rummaged through the man, and after fumbling through his pockets and trousers pockets, he took out a mobile phone and a bunch of keys.
The cry for help came again, and in the past, it must be none of my business, as far as I can run. But Wen Jue was churning with anger in his chest at the moment, just like the protagonist in a martial arts novel who had just been filled with true qi, and wanted to save people.
He followed the call for help, and he saw a cage in a room, and inside the cage were two young girls who seemed to be less than 20 years old.
The two girls were tied with their hands and feet, and they were both wearing sari-like performance costumes, one in red, the other in green, with golden ornaments hanging all over them, dressed like two Indian singers. As soon as Wen Jue saw them, he began to scramble for the keys, trying to open the iron cages one by one.
Across the cage, the two heads were very close together. The girl in the red sari stared at the young man in front of her without blinking. She had a face that only appeared in the comics. The facial features were very delicate, especially the melancholy and profound one. The big double eyelids are matched with smoky green eyes, blurred and dreamy.
After a long while, she actually recognized him. With her hands still tied, the girl couldn't hold back and patted the cage excitedly: "My mother actually saw it alive, are you Wen Jue? You are Wen Jue!"
This girl was the first person to recognize him after his exile. Wen Jue was instantly moved by this cordial call, and almost burst into tears on the spot.
Is Lao Tzu really so fucking unpopular? When he was whipped, abused, forced to starve and suffer, he thought many times that he must criticize and educate Han Guangming when he went back, and he would take it easy for Laozi when he bought, reposted, and liked. Laozi didn't even know his true popularity. In such a downturn, I haven't left Asia yet, and no one fucking knows me!
Being bought and sold along the way, the red sari girl probably suffered a lot, and her cheeks were cut from hunger, but she was quite optimistic. Seeing that the other party acquiesced that he was the big star, he immediately began to introduce himself cheerfully: "My name is Tang Xiaomo, I am your fan, I will sing every song of yours, I really love you very much—"
"Okay, I love you too..." Even when he was about to die, he was still chasing stars, and his heart was big enough. Wen Jue opened the lock with a sullen head, and replied perfunctorily. Finally, the tongue responded to the key and opened with a click. He let out a sigh of relief and muttered as if remembering something, "Your name is strangely familiar..."
For fear that someone would come after him, the three did not dare to delay any longer. Tang Xiaomo said that she knew that there were many bodyguards guarding the front door, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to break through. So they looked for the back door, knocked one down, opened the door and ran away.
The night fog slowly descended, looking at the mountains and forests, and I didn't know which direction to run. Thinking of Shen Liufei's instructions to him, Wen Jue took out the mobile phone he had just touched from the man in black, and dialed a number.
Tang Xiaomo rolled her eyes and asked, "Who are you calling?"
"China's international dialing code is 86, right..." Wen Jue didn't answer the other party's question directly, he put on a gesture of his own chest and continued to dial.
After dialing three different numbers in a row, the call was connected. Hearing a "Hello" from there, the big star said politely: "Hello, I'm Wen Jue, I was kidnapped while filming a reality show, and now I'm trapped in the mountains of Thailand with a Chinese girl— "
In just two sentences, the person on the other end of the phone ran out of patience and yelled, "Crazy! If you fucking Wen Jue, I'd still be Luhan!"
The phone hangs up.
The police on the Internet teach people how to prevent telecommunication fraud every day. No one will believe this. Tang Xiaomo becomes more and more confused, and finally can't help asking: "Why do you make yourself look like a scam call..."
"Brother Shen, who saved me, told me that I can't call the police here. There are probably black policemen here. I wondered if I could save the country through a curve. First, I would find someone to call the police, and then contact the embassy here through our country's public security, and finally send someone. Come and save us..." Wen Jue also looked at Tang Xiaomo, the words incomprehensible were written on her handsome face. He felt he was right.
The person who dares to love is an embroidered pillow. Tang Xiaomo was stunned by such a clear attitude, and immediately rolled her eyes: "Then why don't you call 110 directly!"
Before he could dial another number, a car drove out of the night fog. The headlights of the car, like two bright giant eyes, aimed precisely at them.
The people who were chasing them came so soon, the three of them screamed at the same time, and then ran away.
No matter how two legs can run over four wheels, they are caught up in a blink of an eye. Another Southeast Asian girl didn't know where she went, Xu Shi fell on the way to escape, and was left behind by them who were too busy to take care of themselves.
The car stopped in front of them, and two people got out of the car. Looking at their figures through the night fog in the mountains, they should all be holding guns.
Wen Jue and Tang Xiaomo were so frightened that their legs became weak, and they fell to their knees in a staggering manner, with no strength left.
The visitor came to him in a blink of an eye, afraid that he would be silenced when he saw the face, Wen Jue put one arm around Tang Xiaomo and covered her eyes, raised the other hand to cover her face, and wept bitterly.
Where can he be burdened by idols, he and the girl next to him hugged their heads and cried, crying and shouting, "Don't kill me, please don't kill me... I can ask the agent to transfer it to you as much as I want. Lao Tzu is a big star, and Lao Tzu is fucking hot in China..."
Tang Xiaomo also cried and shouted together, afraid that the other party would not understand, so she shouted in Chinese and translated it in English: "He is really hot, he is really rich..."
Seeing these two howling horribly, all nonsense fell out like beans, a young man chasing in front of them suddenly smiled brightly, and then said something in Chinese that everyone could understand. Words are like sounds of heaven.
"I'm Ling Yun of Blue Fox, you guys are saved."