Ling Fei already understood the general situation along the way.
She was brought back blindfolded.
But after getting off the car, she asked: "The leader, ask your people to let go of me. They have already made my hands numb and I can't even lift the scissors. How will I save people then? Also, I have
This is a request, you carry it on my back——"
She was wearing the coat that Ye Yuchen threw to her, her hands were held behind her by two people, her eyes were covered with black cloth, and her neck was raised with an arrogant look on her face. Ye Yuchen pouted angrily at the people around him, and immediately someone squatted in front of her.
But Ling Fei was unmoved: "Didn't you hear my request clearly? I want you to take the lead, the owner of this dress, and the rest will not do."
"Miss, time is tight, why do you have so many demands?" One of them couldn't stand it anymore and increased the strength on his hand.
"Okay, if you can, take off my arm." Ling Fei looked like she was not afraid of death.
"Captain, what should we do?"
Ye Yuchen looked at the time and ordered people to let her go. He did not carry her on his back, but directly carried her on his shoulders.
No matter how Ling Fei punched or kicked him, he remained unmoved.
When Ling Fei angrily opened the cloth around her eyes and was brought into the house, Ye Yuchen threw her to the ground without any pity.
"You -" Ling Fei was unable to open her eyes due to the sudden strong light, and her aura weakened. Moreover, when she saw clearly the tall and thick men in front of her who surrounded her, her voice also stopped.
.
Ye Yuchen stared down at Ling Fei on the ground: "Miss, you have thirty minutes. If you can't take out the bullet from her body, I will insert another bullet into your head."
Ling Fei hissed and finally looked at Ye Yuchen clearly in the backlight.
It was a face that made a woman's heart flutter. Thick black eyebrows flew into the temples. The facial lines were straight and strong. The cold thin lips were pressed tightly. There was a touch of anger and anger in those deep eyes.
anxiety.
He put his hands behind his back and spread his legs slightly. Her gaze went down from his face and finally stopped between his legs. He was wearing black fitted linen-like trousers, which were crisp and stylish.
However, Ling Fei saw that the time between his legs was too long, and Ye Yuchen felt unnatural: "Have you seen enough? If enough, get up and save people."
Ling Fei laughed and got up from the ground, saying without saying anything surprising: "Brother, your erection is about twenty-five centimeters."
Ye Yuchen and the people around him were about to turn around, but when they suddenly heard her words, they all staggered. Except for Ye Yuchen, everyone wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh.
Ye Yuchen's face turned dark: "How can a little girl like you have such rogue thoughts? You will only know how old I am if you try it yourself, but you will never have this opportunity in your life."
Ling Fei snorted: "Sister, I don't care about you. There are people older than you everywhere, so who cares about you?"
Ye Yuchen's face became even more ugly.
Ling Fei didn't dare to pluck the hair from the tiger's mouth, and waved her hand casually: "Okay, okay, go get the scissors, gauze, and anesthetic. You are here to be the door god."
Ye Yuchen warned himself to calm down and gestured for others to go ahead.