In the empty scrap steel factory, Mo Jiu, only five or six years old, was running hard.
Da da da!
In the huge steel mill, apart from her light footsteps, the footsteps of the pursuer behind her could be clearly heard.
Mo Jiu breathed heavily and looked around for a place to hide. Her legs seemed to be filled with lead and she could no longer move.
Bang!
Her feet shook and she fell to the ground.
"Woo...Mom...Uncle Long..." The little child murmured about the person who seemed to be able to save her at this moment.
The wet soil on the ground made her tremble all over. Mo Jiu's face was covered with tears, and big tears fell down drop by drop and fell on the ground.
"Da da da!"
"Here! She is here!"
The people behind him chased after him again.
Mo Jiu wiped away the tears on her face, smearing her clean and white face with her dirty hands. She held up her hands and jumped up from the ground. At the critical moment, she used her physical strength to the extreme.
Panic-stricken, her big deer-like eyes looked around, and she suddenly saw an abandoned corner next to her, and she jumped into it in a hurry.
Holding her knees with both hands, she huddled herself into a small ball, trembling as she watched three or four tall foreigners rushing over with terrifying steps, forgetting to even breathe.
Mo Jiu stood behind the little Mo Jiu and looked at those people calmly.
Mo Jiu discovered that she had become a spectator now.
The little child didn't notice the scene, but she noticed that this was not China, but Country S.
It was here that she was kidnapped.
"****!" Those foreigners wandered around outside for a few times, but couldn't find her. They cursed a few times and continued running forward.
Xiao Mojiu breathed a sigh of relief, his hands and feet became weak, and he collapsed on the ground.
But Mo Jiu, who was standing behind her, was worried.
Run!
She tried hard to remind her five-year-old self.
But she couldn't speak.
Little Mo didn't know for a long time, but she knew clearly that soon, those people would be back!
Mo Jiu stamped his feet anxiously, but he couldn't speak no matter what.
Little Mojiu's physical exertion was too great, and her eyelids could no longer be opened. She slowly leaned on the damp place and fell asleep. Then, Mojiu saw those people running back again, and then, someone saw her relaxing.
The shoes sticking out from underneath...
The scene changed, it was still the abandoned steel mill, but it was in the corridor on the third floor.
Only iron plates remain in the entire steelmaking plant. Standing here, you can see ten meters of the ground through the gaps in the ground.
The little Mojiu had her hands and feet tied behind her back. She was still in the corner with a piece of cloth stuffed in her mouth. She couldn't shout a word. Her eyes widened in horror. The little person seemed to have been frightened.
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Mo Jiayi held little Mo Jiu in her arms, trembling all over as she looked at the man standing opposite.
The man is about thirty years old and has a big mole between his eyebrows. It is Brother Ying.
Brother Ying, who was dressed in a black suit, looked like a gangster. His beer belly was slightly bulging, and his eyes were staring very scary.
He looked at the two of them with a grin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Mo Jiayi and said: "Tell me, where is the list. Otherwise, I will throw your daughter out of here first!!"
After saying this, he waved his hand and someone came forward and lifted little Mojiu up.
