Her expression was stunned for a moment, and she subconsciously raised her eyes and looked inside the wooden house.
There was a person standing in the wooden house, with his back to the door and facing the window of the wooden house where dozens of thin steel bars were nailed. Through the gaps in the steel bars, he stood there silently, looking out the window.
A pair of black Italian handmade leather shoes came into her sight. Compared with the past, the leather shoes were carefully taken care of by dedicated personnel. Now they looked a little older, stained with mud and a little dark red blood.
The leg that goes up is as straight and slender as ever, wrapped in black trousers. The black handmade shirt has some wrinkles, and there seems to be some blood stains, but it is almost invisible because of the color of the shirt.
But even in this situation, the man just stood there quietly, still clean, handsome, noble and indifferent.
And absolutely, superior.
This kind of aloofness is not as unattainable as when he is usually in a high position in the business world, but as if he is a wisp of fresh air that cannot be stained by mud. No matter what evil and filth entangle him, he can still wash away it. Go to Yanhua, impeccable.
He just stood there, he was still him.
Mo Jingshen…
He is really here!
Ji Nuan's mouth moved subconsciously, but because the man named Dali was following her, only about one meter away from her, any unusual attitude or behavior she had now would be immediately noticed by him, which would not only make her He would lose his life, and it is very likely that even Mo Jingshen, who was safe for the time being, would be implicated.
She silently placed the tray and food on the table in front of the door. Seeing the man in front of the window standing there indifferently without looking back, she secretly gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.
Dali stood behind her, watching her every move.
Seeing her put down all the food, Dali suddenly said in English: "Mr. Control! We have captured a woman. The food she cooks is more in line with your Chinese taste. You haven't had a drink for three days and three nights." After a bite of food, Dishui asked Mr. Control not to continue this life-and-death struggle with us. If you die, the secrets of those arms deals may not be kept... "
The man in front of the window didn't seem to hear him and didn't look back.
It turns out that Mo Jingshen is what they call Control.
Seeing that Mo Jingshen didn't respond, Dali was not in a hurry. He sneered and said in English: "Mr. Control, we don't know if the woman we just captured is from China or Japan, or other countries in Asia. She is very beautiful. , our Ajib plan is to let her work here first, and then give her to us brothers to enjoy her after the operation is over. If Mr. Control likes it, Ajib may let you be the first to touch her. She, this woman is still clean..."
Ji Nuan kept his head lowered. After hearing these words, he tightly clenched the empty tray in his hand and stared at the food on the table.
Have you not had anything to eat or drink for three days and three nights
How on earth did he survive it
"But it's a pity that this woman is mute..." Dali added.
The man in front of the window was obviously annoyed by Dali's croaking and turned his head away.
The moment Mo Jingshen turned around, Ji Nuan's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
The man in front of the window also raised his eyelids when he saw her, his faint eyes swept over her body, and finally fell on the white dress she was wearing.
The eyes were extremely dull, as if they were looking at something insignificant, and as if they were unfamiliar and had never been seen before. The handsome face was also calm, but the pupils were deep for a moment, as if there was a veil. As cold as his eyes, this trace of emotion passed by in a flash, and no one caught it. Even Ji Nuan's heart tightened at his cold look. If she hadn't been sure that he was indeed Mo Jingshen, she would have She almost had to wonder if he was someone who looked exactly like him, someone who didn't even know her.
She only glanced at him quickly and looked away.
When Mo Jingshen looked at her, his eyes were critical, unscrupulous and even cold.
"Get out." The clear voice came out of his mouth in plain English.
Ji Nuan was shocked and felt that all the hairs on his body were about to stand up from the cold. Dali also squinted his eyes coldly at the side, looking at Ji Nuan who had remained calm all this time, and then looked at the man who seemed to be the same as the one who had just been arrested. The woman was very unfamiliar and Mo Jingshen, who was as cold and distant as ever, gave up his doubts about Ji Nuan.
"Mr. Control, why should you risk your life? An ordinary person would have been lying in bed without energy after three days of starvation. But Mr. Control, you can fight us to the end without eating, drinking or sleeping. But no matter what, you You are also a mortal, how long can you survive? One day? Two days? Or ten days?" Dali said with a smile.
Mo Jingshen responded indifferently.
Dali laughed coldly again and pointed at the food on the table: "Are you sure you don't want to eat it? The food cooked by this woman really tastes good."
Mo Jingshen had no expression on his face and glanced at the food on the table in the corner, still indifferent: "Did she cook it?"
Hearing that there seemed to be some hidden meaning in his words, Dali immediately looked at her and Ji Nuan, who had been staying there quietly, with a wary expression.
As a result, Mo Jingshen walked over, stopped at the table, raised his eyelids, and looked at Ji Nuan again: "Which country are you from?"
Ji Nuan pursed her lips and said nothing.
Dali chuckled a few times: "I already told her that she is mute and her skin is so white. She is probably from China, Japan, or maybe South Korea."
Mo Jingshen raised his lower lip with unclear meaning: "Mute?"
"What? Mr. Control doesn't believe it?" Dali suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched Ji Nuan's arm hard. Ji Nuan bit her lip in pain, but remained silent, with a pale face and looked away from Mo. The expression of depth of field, she was afraid that her eyes would be exposed once she met his.
Dali pinched her while paying attention to Mo Jingshen's face.
Mo Jingshen didn't even look at Ji Nuan, he said, "Ajib is getting to know me better and better, and he knows that I think you trash talk too much, so he finally sent a mute here."
Dali glanced at him immediately.
Mo Jingshen said in a cold tone: "Unfortunately, I'm not interested."
Dali was stunned for a moment and removed his hand from Ji Nuan's arm. Before he could say anything, Mo Jingshen's hand was slightly raised and he knocked over the food on the table mercilessly, spilling the soup all over the floor. , he didn't even look at them, and turned around coldly, obviously extremely bored with them.
Seeing that this was no different from the previous few days, Dali had no choice but to suddenly grab Ji Nuan's collar and pull her out, closing the door of the cabin with a bang.