"Huh..." Qin Lang let out a long sigh of relief. Fortunately, the group of people were so frightened that they forgot to shoot. They didn't dare to hit him, otherwise he would be cold.
Twenty-five did not delay, and directly opened Qin Lang's night vision for half an hour. Their system has limited authority and cannot directly cause harm to people in various worlds. However, Qin Lang felt that pretending to be a ghost was a good move, otherwise he would not have been able to escape from the hands of the five big men.
He untied the rope in his hand and started stepping on the two-meter-high weeds to escape. He couldn't run along the road to the factory, and once those people turned back, he would really die hard. But he didn't run around, but ran in the direction of the severe cold that the system gave him.
The weeds he walked through made the system cover up the traces, even if the group of people came back to him for a while, it would not be so easy.
In the grass in winter, the yellow leaves are like sharp blades. Qin Lang was already pampered. The backs of his hands and cheeks were scratched, some shallow, only a shallow layer of skin was cut, and some were slightly deeper, leaving bloodstains.
But Qin Lang asked the system to block the pain, and he didn't feel it at all. He just plucked the grass vigorously and walked with big strides.
When Qin Lang ran out of the factory, he didn't forget to take the kidnapper's cell phone. Thanks to the original owner who always remembered Yan Han's phone number, he called Yan Han while walking.
"Hello..." The voice on the other end of the phone was unbelievably hoarse.
Qin Lang heard the cold voice, his throat rolled, and a sour and sweet taste was slowly exploding. He knew that Yan Han would definitely come, and when Yan Han received the signal again, he should have known that there was a kidnapper by his side, but he still dared to come to rescue him alone, even though he knew that maybe he was really just here to send people's heads.
"Severe cold..." Qin Lang didn't hide it at the moment, didn't act, and there was some gratitude in his voice. He is not afraid. As the leading young rich man in the S era, he has never seen any kind of storm, otherwise he would not be able to come up with a way to pretend to be a ghost in a very short period of time. But he also knew that Yan Han was really scared, afraid that something would happen to him.
Although he is cold, he is not really cold-hearted. There is one person who can be for you and disregard his own safety. This friendship cannot be faked.
"Qin Lang... Is Qin Lang you?" Yan Han's eyes blushed instantly, and he choked up with Qin Lang, "Where are you? Are you safe? I'm almost there, are you injured? Don't be afraid, I'll pick you up... Don't be afraid... "
Qin Lang took a breath. He pushed aside the grass and finally saw the road not far away. He looked around, and there was a huge billboard two hundred meters away from him. watch ads.
"I'm surrounded by grass and open space. Now I'm standing under your billboard. I don't know where it is, but I'm not far from the road... What ad? It's your very pretentious watch ad, you can find me Is it?" Qin Lang twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the handsome face of the man on the billboard, the domineering aura overflowing from the billboard actually made Qin Lang want to laugh.
"Yes! I can! Just wait for me, I'll be there soon."
Qin Lang didn't hang up the phone, Yan Han's throat was extremely dry, and no one spoke for a while, quietly listening to the other party's breathing.
The signal the system gave to the police and Yan Han was Qin Lang himself. Yan Han looked at the red dot that was getting closer, and his heart rate was getting faster and faster. billboard. It took him some time, and he finally found his big face on the billboard in the dark night.
When he got out of the car, he always ran with him. Qin Lang obviously escaped, and the kidnappers might be around to catch him. Yan Han didn't dare to make a loud noise, so he just rushed under the billboard.
There was a rustling sound in the grass, Qin Lang raised his vigilance, and the system reassured him that the cold was coming.
Qin Lang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He crouched under the billboard, huddled into a ball, and still looked at the swaying grass with vigilant eyes.
In the dark of night, the man finally pushed aside the last layer of grass and appeared in front of Qin Lang. Although it was backlit, the outline was so warm and soft.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuufully, he got up from the ground and stumbled toward Yanhan.
Yan Han hurriedly opened his arms to welcome him into his arms, and saw his clothes in a mess, his snow-white face was covered with tiny bloodstains, his eyes were redder, and he hugged the person in his arms tighter without saying a word. Some, I wish I could rub it into the bones and blood, and give him a chance to escape.
Both of them knew that this was not the place to talk, Yan Han quickly released him, kissed Qin Lang's forehead distressedly, and took off his jacket for Qin Lang to put on, then took his hand and protected him behind him again. Clear the grass.
"Not good!" The system alerted, "The group of people really came back, don't go out, they'll be waiting for you by the car!"
Qin Lang stopped and asked the system, "Where's the police? Are you here?"
"It's not far, there are still more than ten minutes to be there."
Yan Han noticed that Qin Lang had stopped, so he turned around to see his situation, Qin Lang narrowed his eyes, and followed Yan Han's arm again. Yan Han patted the back of Qin Lang's hand soothingly, both of them's hands were a little cold.
"System, put my mobile phone in my pocket, otherwise I won't be able to explain it when the police find me." Qin Lang asked uncertainly, "Is this level of golden finger okay?"
"No problem." The system felt guilty because the host was trapped by absenteeism, and the host readily agreed to any request.
Qin Lang bent the corners of his mouth without a trace, and he didn't want to run away at all at this moment. He was tied up, and he wanted to find someone to turn him around and inject drugs into him, so that his life would be completely ruined. Hehe, then let's see, who is more stinky and who is uglier.
Yan Han stopped and glanced at the situation outside from the grass. There was still only his car on the road, and it seemed to be safe. He held Qin Lang's hand tightly, pulled him and ran to the side of the car.
However, just as his hand touched the car door, a cold hard object pressed against his forehead, it was a gun.
His pupils shrank slightly, and out of the corner of his eye glanced at the grass where they just came out, and in the blind spot of his vision, a car stopped.
"Oh, you were almost run away by your kid! It's very good to pretend to be a ghost." The visitor waved his fist rudely, and was about to greet Qin Lang.
Yan Han pulled Qin Lang into his arms to protect him, and the man's fist landed directly on his back. He stroked Qin Lang's trembling back and comforted in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here..." However, the ruthlessness in his eyes swept through several fierce men one by one, like a cold wind blade, which could cut people into pieces invisibly. Fragments.
"Wu... Yan Han..." Qin Lang's eyes filled with tears, and the idea that Yan Han hated him for revenge from earlier began to shake extremely badly.
"Yo, it's quite affectionate, isn't it?" The man who pointed the gun at Yan Han's head with a pitch-black gun tapped Yan Han's forehead, "It's fine, it's better if you come, you'll regret coming here later!"
The road was so desolate that there was still no traffic for a while. Qin Lang and Yan Han were rudely brought into the car, the scenery outside the car window alternated, the car drove into a dirt road, and the bumpy road made the car start to bump.
The kidnapper who sat closest to Qin Lang unceremoniously patted Qin Lang's blood-stained face, and smiled secretly: "Hand over Lao Tzu's mobile phone. You are really smart, Lao Tzu's mobile phone is bound, the boss took a look, hey, mobile phone Even if you ran away by yourself, I guessed that your kid was trolling us. You can really do it, and I will tell you that it is better to die in a while!"
Qin Lang's face was as pale as paper. He only wanted to escape, but he forgot that the kidnapper's mobile phone was a time bomb. Not only was he arrested again, but also Yan Han was arrested. He raised his head and glanced at Yan Han, but Yan Han gave him a comforting smile, and said warmly again: "Don't be afraid, I won't let you have any trouble."
Several men laughed in unison, laughing at Yan Hanhe's ability to say such words.
"Come on! Phone! And yours!"
Qin Lang reached into his trouser pocket and took out the kidnapper's mobile phone, and the man beside him snatched it away. Yan Han also handed over his mobile phone, and was thrown out of the car window by the man, and it was completely shattered.
Qin Lang felt that there was a mobile phone in his trousers pocket. He frowned and took it out. When he took it out, he saw that it was his own. handed over.
The man took the mobile phone and looked at Qin Lang strangely: "You even hid a mobile phone? Since you have it, you still stole it from Lao Tzu? You have no brains?"
When Qin Lang heard this, he began to tremble: "I... I don't know, I didn't have this phone in my bag before, otherwise how could I take yours instead of my own... "
The man sitting next to Yanhan glanced at it, and his tone was not quite right: "This phone... Didn't I throw it on the XX Bridge earlier? Why did it come back?"
As soon as these words came out, the temperature in the car dropped several degrees. The pictures in the factory were still fresh, and the phone that was obviously thrown back came back. This is too weird. The man beside Qin Lang was far away from Qin Lang without a trace, and very simply threw the phone out of the car again. The phone fell to pieces and was completely dead.
It was quiet in the car for a while, and only the sound of the wheels driving on the dirt road could be heard. The surroundings are still desolate, and there is a chill that makes one's scalp numb.
There is a hill in front of it, and it is also a cemetery in the suburbs. After passing through this cemetery, you can re-enter the city from the small road. Originally, what a few men experienced tonight was full of supernatural colors. At this time, when they passed such a place, they all raised their hearts to their throats.
At this time, Qin Lang's hoarse voice was like a ghost. He put his hand into his trousers pocket again, then his body trembled, his face became paler, and he took out the contents of the bag again: "My mobile phone... how come... Why are you back?"
The man sitting beside Qin Lang was in a cold sweat. That's right, Qin Lang's pants were flat before, and there really was nothing left, and he even threw the phone away himself, but, but, now he's back again! The man pressed close to the car door and swallowed hard. Although the gun was still facing Qin Lang, he held his hand. The gun's hand kept shaking. With the last bit of courage, he grabbed Qin Lang's mobile phone again and threw it out of the car.
Several men did not dare to speak loudly to Qin Lang any more. He looks normal now, but if he turns into a ghost again after a while, all of them don't want to live anymore.
Qin Lang was obviously frightened too, and went straight into Yan Han's arms. Yan Han is much calmer than this group of people, he hugged Qin Lang with his warm body, and began to divert Qin Lang's attention while repeating "don't be afraid": "Baby, we are free now, let's have a good chat tonight Are things okay?"
Several men looked at the cold with expressions of "awful admiration, how affectionately hugging someone who might be possessed by a ghost", with awe and sympathy.
Qin Lang's body froze for a moment, but he couldn't get out of Yan Han's arms.
"Bai Quan threatened me with our recording that day. I ignored him, and you just came up. He suddenly rushed over." Yan Han put his head on Qin Lang's head and sighed helplessly, "Qin Lang, ask me How many times can you believe it, I love you, I didn't want to play tricks on you, I didn't want to take revenge on you, the past is over. We've wasted five years, tonight may be the last day, you Do you really want to keep running away?"
Qin Lang held Yan Han's clothes tightly, and his voice had a thick nasal tone: "Why are you hiding it from me? You have been so cold to me for five years, how can I believe it?"
"I just don't want you to feel guilty because of that incident. In the end, it's also because of me, my choice, and Bai Yue's own choice. You shouldn't be responsible for it alone." Yan Han rubbed Qin Lang's messy face. hair, and kissed the top of his head lightly, "Maybe it's really the sentence that I haven't lost, so I don't know how to cherish it. I don't know how good you are until you leave. I promise you, I will spend the rest of my life, I love you every minute and every second, will you give me another chance, Qin Lang?"
Qin Lang didn't speak, and the hand that tightly grasped the cold clothes began to loosen, but slowly wrapped around the man's firm waist. As long as Yan Han loves him, he can be afraid of anything and willing to do anything. This has not changed even after five years.
Yan Han felt the warmth in his chest, and sighed helplessly, his Qin Lang cried again, really a little cry. He let Qin Lang wipe his tears and snot all over his clothes, reluctant to let go, ten thousand reluctance. Even if his life ended tonight, he would have nothing to regret. But at the same time, as long as he still has a breath, he will never allow anyone to hurt his lost treasure again.
[Ding, severe cold - blackening value -20, the current blackening value is 0. ]
[Ding, Severe Cold - Favorability 10, current Favorability 98. ]
The kidnappers: "..." Damn, on the way to kidnapping, under the supernatural background, you can still produce dog food. What the hell is this weird style of painting