Probably because he saw that she had no way to escape, Rong's father was not in a hurry. He walked slowly behind and stopped her with a smile on his face, "Da Shan, don't worry, just let Miss Song go in by herself."
Dashan turned around to look at him, and indeed he stopped his hand.
Song Qiao stood up straight and tried to slow down, trying to delay time. Father Rong saw her thoughts and said with a smile, "Miss Song, you'd better stop doing useless work, no one here can come to save you.
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"I like to walk slower, don't you?" Song Qiao retorted.
Rong's father nodded and said, "Of course, but there is something I haven't told you yet. Dashan has a signal jammer on him. Even if you want to delay time and call and send messages, it will be useless."
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Song Qiao's heart trembled and she looked at Rong's father.
The latter smiled calmly, with a face that was somewhat similar to Rong Luoyin's, but with the same disgust and calculation. She withdrew her gaze and walked in expressionlessly.
In the evening, there are many people in the community. Under the shade of trees and beside the road, there are many old ladies chatting, and there are also young people who are in a hurry to go home from get off work for dinner.
Song Qiao and the others were among them, not conspicuous at all.
Walking all the way to the innermost building, Song Qiao was carried by them and got into the elevator. There was already an old lady standing inside, holding her grandson and standing in the corner.
Seeing them go in, the old lady glanced at Dashan, took the child and stepped back inside, as if she was trying to avoid them.
Song Qiao gave up the idea of asking for help.
She didn't intend to cause trouble in the first place, and besides, they were still an old man and a child. If there was a conflict or an accident, she couldn't accept it with peace of mind.
When the elevator arrived at the 19th floor, Rong's father went out first. Dashan reached out to push Song Qiao, but unexpectedly she followed him out and his hand fell empty.
His eyes narrowed slightly, showing a bit of anger.
Father Rong walked to a door, opened it and gently raised his chin towards Song Qiao, gesturing for her to come in.
Things had progressed to this point. Song Qiao had no chance to escape, so he simply walked in and took a look at the situation inside.
The house seemed completely empty, with no furniture inside, but there were a few things placed on the floor that seemed to be specially prepared for her.
Song Qiao took a closer look and saw that there were various knives and chains, and there was a wooden chair directly in front of her.
Before she could think about it carefully, she heard Rong's father say, "I have investigated you and I know that you have given my daughter a lot of suffering during this period. Even my wife has been bullied by you."
"So, I don't plan to get rid of you so easily. I'm going to make you suffer here for the next few days."
Father Rong stepped forward, picked up the chain, and hung it directly on the white wall behind the chair. The other end was connected to the wooden chair. As long as Song Qiao sat in, he would probably be completely locked here.
When the time comes, she will be a fish on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.
He gestured to Dashan to press the person over, and said slowly, "My daughter is just stupid, and she still wants to deal with you slowly. In fact, it was right to do so at the beginning, but since she failed, she should know how to find another way.
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"For example, if you are directly wiped out of the world, then everything will be over."
Song Qiao's shoulders were grabbed by the mountain. She tried to struggle, but his hands were like iron pliers, tightly welded to it, making it difficult for her to even struggle.
Finally, she was easily pushed onto the seat, and then cold shackles locked her wrists.
This chill penetrated from Song Qiao's skin directly into her heart. She realized like never before that she might not be able to walk out easily today.
"If you do this, you won't be afraid that my disappearance will be revealed later and the police will find you?" Song Qiao gritted his teeth.
Rong's father looked around and found that there were no extra chairs to sit on. He frowned unsatisfied, but soon relaxed, "How could it be? I have never appeared from the beginning to the end, and Dashan was here this time."
After the matter is over, we will leave Haicheng, and as for the car... it will be easier to solve."
Since he has no intention of exposing himself, he will of course resolve everything without leaving any consequences.
Song Qiao felt even colder. She slowly clenched her fists. According to what he said, the police really couldn't find him, not to mention that with the power of the Rong family, it would be easy to cover it up.
"It seems that I was right when I said that you are a den of snakes and rats." Song Qiao smiled without emotion.
Rong's father's face darkened.
Face was the most important thing in his life, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten so angry and almost beat him to death after Hao Xuemei's incident was exposed. Now he was scolded by Song Qiao in front of him, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time was completely released.
Father Rong looked at the whip at his feet, picked it up and whipped Song Qiao hard.
"Pah——"
The long whip penetrated the flesh, instantly causing fire/hot pain. Song Qiao screamed, curled up, his face instantly turned red, and cold sweat appeared on his face.
Rong's father threw away the whip and said indifferently, "I thought you were as tough as your mouth, but now it seems that it's nothing more than that."
After he finished speaking, he picked up a bottle of transparent water, unscrewed it and poured it on Song Qiao's wound.
"ah……"
When water was poured on the wound, it immediately caused a sharp pain, as if countless villains were slowly cutting and grinding her flesh with blunt knives. The pain made her almost faint.
Song Qiao was in extreme pain, but she was extremely sober. She raised her head and stared at him fiercely, "You'd better do it quickly and take away my life completely. Otherwise, when I get out of here, I promise
Everyone in your Rong family will regret what you did before!"
Rong's father was not frightened by her threat. Instead, he was dissatisfied that she dared to threaten him even when his death was imminent.
His smile was a little sinister, "Then let's see who takes the other's life first."
He pressed his fingers hard on Song Qiao's wound and kept exerting force.
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Gu Group.
Xiang Chen quickly walked into the office with his cell phone in hand and spoke quickly to Gu Jingting, who was still working at the desk, "Mr. Gu, something seems to have happened to Miss Song."
Gu Jingting quickly raised his head, his eyes flashing with sharp light, "What's going on?"
Xiang Chen handed the phone to him, "Just now when I was arranging work, I suddenly received a call from Miss Song, but it only rang for a few seconds and then hung up automatically."
If it were anyone else, maybe Xiang Chen wouldn't think much about it.
But since Song Qiao got to know them, he has a very good sense of discretion. As long as nothing happens, he will never call him casually. If the call is wrong, the chance of it is not high.
What's more, even if it's true, she will send a message to explain it.
Without saying a word, Gu Jingting ordered, "Go check her location, prepare some people, and come out with me."
