The slender eyelashes trembled. Qin Yiren avoided his gaze and said in a very soft voice: "If I act very scared, children will be even more scared."

"Just because of this?" Yas raised his eyebrows and asked skeptically: "After that, your prince is really interesting. I entrust such a little devil to come to save the beauty, and I don't know where he is hiding."

The little boy held Qin Yiren's cuffs and sobbed with tears. His pink and jade-carved little face was full of innocence, as if everything had nothing to do with him.

Yas glared at him, and asked with a smile, "Jonny, is this behavior considered a unilateral breach of contract? Wouldn't it be very reasonable if I cut this woman off as a punishment for His Highness?"

Cut off a piece...

Recalling Mary's previous intimidation, Qin Yiren's scalp was numb, and she had no doubt that Yas could say that she could do it.

Joni didn't agree, "Yas, you know I don't have the bad taste of you, and this lady is our very precious hostage. I would rather use this as a bargaining chip than actually cutting her off a piece, from

His Highness the Prince will have a higher ransom."

"Ah, yes, yes, you only accept money." Yas tsk, "It's so boring. Money and women are enjoyable. If you are interested, I can give you this opportunity.

.”

Joni held the steering wheel and asked slowly: "Opportunity?"

"Of course it's a chance to cut her off."

Yas snapped his fingers and observed Qin Yiren's face through the rearview mirror. He suggested enthusiastically: "I see that her hands are very beautiful, especially her tail fingers. It's better to cut them down to commemorate them. I happened to know a guy.

Good at making this kind of specimens.”

"Like those collections in your room?" Joni took a breath of air conditioning with a toothache, and shook his head in Xie Bumin, "Yas, even if we are accomplices, I think your hobby is too disgusting."

"My hobby is elegant art, and I can't tell you a mediocre person like you who only recognizes money."

Yas hummed in dismay, and continued to direct the car's route: "Hey, turn right at the next intersection, go straight and turn left."

Forced to listen to what they talked to.

Qin Yiren looked down at his fingers.

I really don’t want it to appear in a certain specimen bottle and become one of Yas’s collections!

"Sister, are we going there?" The trembling little guy poked his head out, looked at the building outside the car window, and asked innocently, "That blue house, the one with a flag on it?"

Yas turned his head and smiled fiercely: "Oh, the little devil is quite sensible. Get off the car later and behave better. This is not a commercial street, and no one cares about your business."

The little boy trembled in fear, and his tears shrank in Qin Yiren's arms, shutting his mouth and stopping.

Joni parked his car at the door of the building, looked up at the so-called flag, "Yas, is this a casino?"

"That's right."

Yas raised his chin and said, "Driving the car inside, there are all kinds of people waiting here every day, and no one will care about us."

That's all.

Their cars had attracted the attention of interested people, and a young man in ordinary clothes stepped forward and knocked on the window.

Yas pushed open the car door and looked at the handcuffs for the other party: "It's me, please find me something, I have to open it."

"Yas, why did you come? I thought you had an accident and was about to bring someone to the reception."

The young man relaxed his vigilant expression, stepped forward and hugged Yas, and continued with a smile: "Miss Mary told me, but she didn't say you had provoked the local police."

"This is an accident." He didn't want to admit that he was trapped in the hands of a gentle and kind little white-faced person. Yas deliberately concealed the passage and raised his leg and kicked the car door, "Down."

Inside the car.

Joni opened the door lock and got off the car first.

Qin Yiren walked out with the little guy, looked at the strange environment and the man with bad expressions around him, and pretended to be calm and lowered his eyes.

"It's her?"

The young man whistled and smirked: "The best product, if her fiancé refuses to pay the ransom, it can be sold at a good price to send it to the auction house."

"Getting ransom is the most important thing, as for what happens next..." Yas smiled sinisterly: "We can discuss it slowly."

really!

Qin Yiren felt a chill in her heart.

Mary had no intention of letting her go from the beginning. Whether Bo Jingxing paid the ransom or not, her fate would be unpredictable.

The young man moved aside: "Okay, if you have something to come in, is this Joni? We've seen it last time."

Yas pulled Qin Yiren and forced her into the small door: "Ahh, he is Joni, Mary's deputy."

"elder sister!"

The little boy screamed, held Qin Yiren's hand, and stumbled in.

Joni followed slowly and talked to the young man with a smile: "Sorry, there was some accident on the road. My car was photographed by the camera. Can you please deal with it?"

"No problem." The young man nodded and said carelessly: "It's good that you come. I'll let the person in charge of the receptionist come back."

Jonny paused, "I didn't seem to see them?"

"They are inconvenient to show up, Miss Mary knows." The young man waved his hand, "Even if you are her deputy, you shouldn't know something. Thank you for your hard work."

Joni smiled and said, "Well, Yas is in a bad mood now. I don't want him to attack important hostages. Can you ask you to isolate him from the hostages and wait until he calms down before talking?"

"No problem, I just need to deal with his handcuffs, I'll arrange it now."

...

Half an hour later.

A mixed-race man walked into the casino with a blonde beauty. His clothes were valuable and immediately attracted the boss's attention.

Looking at the man's outstanding appearance, the boss personally greeted him: "Sir, what can I do to serve?"

The man raised his eyebrows, took off the sunglasses from the bridge of his nose, revealing his dark blue eyes.

As if he couldn't understand English, he looked sideways at the female companion holding her arms.

The woman smiled delicately, repeated the boss's words in French, and received the man's frivolous and casual answer.

The boss stared at the blonde beauty in front of him who looked like a model. The low-cut skirt was hot and sexy, and the seductive person couldn't help swallowing.

And he is definitely not the only one who peeks at the woman in the field.

"Sir, my husband heard that there is a very novel bet here, so I'll try it out." The woman raised her red lips charmingly and blinked at the boss, "But if you need to make an appointment, it may not work.

”

Novel bets often mean big bets.

The boss looked away from the woman with difficulty, looked at her equally outstanding husband, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where the sir heard about it? In fact, that kind of gambling not only requires an appointment, but is only for old friends to have fun."
Chapter completed!