Mrs. Lu struggled to stand up, pointed at He Chaozhi and began to curse, without looking like a lady at all: "My son will not hook up with that kind of unnecessary stuff, and only you will treat that kind of shameless woman."
Something happened."
Mr. Lu's face instantly turned pale when he arrived. Before he could pull his wife, he saw a bodyguard walking forward quickly and slapped Mrs. Lu on the face.
Mrs. Lu's normally well-maintained face suddenly became swollen, showing how much effort she had put into it.
"I advise you to keep your mouth clean." He Chaozhi raised a gloomy arc and said coldly: "My woman, it is not anyone's turn to tell you what to do. I advise you to find your son quickly if you have the time to talk nonsense here.
"
Mr. Lu's face turned pale, and he could even see what the Lu family would look like in the future.
I can only hope that this matter has nothing to do with my son.
Mr. Lu took out his mobile phone tremblingly. The next second, the phone was snatched away by the bodyguard, and then his wrist hurt terribly.
The bodyguard grabbed his arm without the slightest hint of politeness, unlocked his phone directly, and then threw it aside as if he was throwing away some trash.
Mr. Lu covered his hands, sweat dropped from his painful forehead, and Mrs. Lu had already fainted.
The bodyguard made several calls but no one answered. He Chaozhi winked at the bodyguard, who nodded and continued to call.
It wasn't until the twentieth call that the call was finally answered.
Lu Ang's impatient voice came from the microphone: "Dad, didn't I tell you not to come to me when you have nothing to do recently? Why are you so anxious about something?"
He Chaozhi looked at the locator that the bodyguard was playing with and said unhurriedly: "I'm afraid Mr. Lu won't be able to talk to you right now."
Lu Ang heard He Chaozhi's voice and subconsciously wanted to hang up the phone.
He Chaozhi had guessed it a long time ago and said first, "Your parents are in my hands now. Do you think I should send them to you in several batches?"
Lu Ang's movement to kill him stopped, and he gritted his teeth and cursed: "He Chaozhi, you are so despicable, you actually used such a method."
Hearing this, He Chaozhi just thought it was ridiculous. Let alone kidnapping Lu Ang's parents, if Song Lan suffered any loss, he would make everyone in the Lu family pay a heavy price.
"What exactly do you want to do!" Lu Ang asked angrily.
He Chaozhi snorted coldly and said in a cold voice: "Don't you know what I want to do? Send me back safely."
Lu Ang didn't expect that He Chaozhi would find out that he had done this so soon, but when he saw Song Lan lying there, he gritted his teeth and said bravely: "I don't know what you are talking about, you are a shame."
You go look for it, why did you come to our Lu family?"
The bodyguard over there had already located Lu Ang's location. He Chaozhi had no intention of wasting time with him anymore and hung up the phone directly, looking at the Lu family and his wife coldly.
"Keep an eye on them."
After saying that, he led a team of bodyguards towards the location.
…
storehouse.
Song Lan saw Lu Ang pacing back and forth with his cell phone, and she probably guessed something about the conversation just now.
Now I just need to support him until He Chaozhi comes over.
"Let's leave now. As long as we leave here, no one will bother us again." Lu Ang looked at Song Lan with expectant eyes.
madman!
Song Lan only felt that Lu Ang was completely crazy, so crazy that even his parents didn't care.
Song Lan didn't speak, but Lu Ang kept asking this question, which made Song Lan feel a little strange. Lu Ang could obviously take her away directly.
Could it be...
Song Lan asked tentatively: "Do you think we should leave?"
Lu Ang stopped, turned around and looked at Song Lan sinisterly, and then began to repeat the question just now.
Song Lan noticed that Lu Ang was wavering, but he was unwilling to let her go, so someone needed to dissuade him or make a decision for him.
This man is completely hopeless.
"Lu Ang, your parents need you now." Song Lan looked at Lu Ang with complicated eyes.
Lu Ang nodded and said in a low voice: "He Chaozhi will not let them go. They need me, but I need you."
Song Lan was silent, feeling a headache, and could only say patiently: "If I can save your parents, are you willing to let me go? I promise, I will do what I say."
She tried to persuade Lu Ang.
Lu Ang said without hesitation: "As long as you are by my side, I can give up everything. Anyway, He Chaozhi will never let go of the Lu family,"
Song Lan was completely speechless, but then she thought about it, Lu Ang is now a love-minded lunatic.
In this case, you can take advantage of it.
Song Lan said tentatively: "If you help me like this, there will be traces on my body. Do you want to leave traces that are not yours?"
When he said this, Song Lan didn't think he would succeed, but unexpectedly, Lu Ang actually nodded, and his eyes even started to look jealous.
Jealous of a rope?
I'm afraid even normal people wouldn't be able to do such a thing.
Lu Ang gently untied the rope from Song Lan's body, even stepped on it a few times as if out of anger, and then approached Song Lan with a flattering look.
"Does it hurt? I'll just blow it for you and it'll be fine."
Song Lan subconsciously avoided it, and Lu Ang's face instantly turned ugly.
"I, I have been locked up here. My head hurts so much. I feel dizzy all over. I want to stand up and move around." Song Lan explained quickly.
Lu Ang didn't care about her, he nodded, helped her up considerately, held her arm tightly, and led her around the small place.
Song Lan glanced at the closed door and said with a smile: "I want to go out for a walk. Anyway, as long as you are here, I won't go anywhere else."
But this time, Lu Ang was not so talkative. Instead, he said with a straight face: "It's not safe outside. I'll let you out when we leave here, okay?"
Song Lan didn't want to anger Lu Ang, so he nodded, but his eyes kept searching for anything useful around him.
Fortunately, there was a dusty steel pipe placed in the corner. Song Lan walked over calmly, then his feet tilted and he fell to the ground.
Lu Ang let go of Song Lan's hand the moment she fell, and then pulled her up anxiously: "Are you okay? Are you injured anywhere? I will feel very sorry for you, do you know?"
Feeling distressed?
The look of letting go just now is still vivid in my mind. The only thing this man loves most is himself.
Song Lan directly hit him on the head with a stick.
The severe pain caused Lu Ang to let go of his hand, cover his head and take a few steps back.
It was this gap that allowed Song Lan to seize the opportunity.
