In the past two days, guests have come to the house, and there are all kinds of escorts, and there is no limit to the hard work.
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The other party knew her identity and Mo Fei's identity, but still dared to threaten her. It was obvious that she didn't care about offending the Leng family and the Mo family.
At this moment, Leng Ran had no choice but to agree.
"Okay...I agree."
The black-haired man smiled with satisfaction, "Miss Leng is indeed a smart person."
Leng Ran glanced at Mo Fei on the ground, "When is the game?"
"Tonight." The black-haired man followed her gaze and looked at Mo Fei on the ground, "There is still half a day. I think you must have something to talk to Mr. Duke, so... I will give you two
Hours later, someone is here...send Miss Leng and the young Duke back to their room."
Two guys pulled Leng Ran up from the ground and took her upstairs. Two other guys walked over, pulled Mo Fei up from the ground, carried her all the way to the second floor, and sent the two of them to a room.
He threw Mo Fei onto the bed and the others turned around and left.
"Could it be!"
Leng Ran immediately rushed over and held his face, "Could it be that how are you?"
Could it be that there was no response? She turned around and rushed into the bathroom. She dipped a towel in cold water and ran over and applied it to his forehead.
"Could it be, wake up quickly!"
Stimulated by the cold water, Mo Fei slowly opened his eyes and his eyes fell on Leng Ran. He immediately looked over worriedly.
"Xiao Xiao, are you okay?" Leng Ran shook his head.
Seeing that she was okay, he breathed a sigh of relief. With Leng Ran's help, he sat up straight and looked around suspiciously.
"Where is this?"
"The suburbs of Rome are about a hundred kilometers away from the city." Leng Ran replied.
Although she was blindfolded, her sense of the speed of the car was absolutely correct, so she could roughly deduce the location.
"Who captured us?"
"I don't know him. He looks like a guy from Sicily."
Mo Fei frowned, "What do they want to do?"
Taking a deep breath, Leng Ran said softly, "They want me to... participate in black market racing."
"What?" Mo Fei's expression changed drastically.
He has also heard of black market racing.
There are some guys who will organize some drivers to engage in black market racing without rules, relying on exciting racing to attract rich people to come and gamble.
Such a racing car will choose some very abnormal roads, and there are no requirements for the driver's driving, so the risk is very high.
I don't know why these guys took a fancy to Leng Ran and even photographed the two of them together.
Mofei jumped out of bed, walked to the window and took a look around.
This is a single mountain manor. In the yard downstairs, bodyguards with guns are patrolling.
He walked to the door again and opened it.
Outside the door, the two bodyguards standing there immediately turned to him.
Closing the door tightly, Mo Fei frowned and returned to the bedside.
"The security is very tight. It seems we can only try our luck after dark."
"Could it be!" Leng Ran reached out and grabbed his arm, pulling him to the bed and sitting down, "They didn't beat you, did they?"
Mo Fei shook his head and looked at her nervous expression. He reached over and held her in his arms, stroking her hair comfortingly.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. We will definitely be able to escape... I also talked to Uncle Mo Wen on the phone in the morning. He couldn't contact me... he will definitely come to us."
Leaning her face against his chest and listening to his steady heartbeat for a moment, Leng Ran's originally nervous mood calmed down slightly.
