She lowered her eyes, thinking about everything that had happened from just now to now, and nodded slowly after a long time, "Okay, tell me when they are all safe."
"Don't worry." The people around him responded.
"I want to drink water, can you give me a bottle of water?" Song Qiao pursed her lips.
The bodyguard looked at her, said nothing, found a bottle of mineral water and handed it to Song Qiao.
Song Qiao whispered, "Thank you."
The carriage quickly returned to silence. Song Qiao seemed tired. He took a sip of water and half leaned on the seat to rest. He didn't seem very interested in where they were taking him.
I don't know how long it took, but the car body trembled slightly.
Song Qiao opened her eyes and watched the bodyguard next to her get out of the car. Without waiting for anyone to reply, she bent down and walked out, then took two steps forward. Suddenly, she turned back suddenly and pointed the mineral water in her hand at the bodyguard beside her.
Smash it over.
Taking advantage of the opponent being caught off guard and being hit by her, Song Qiao turned around and ran away.
"Hurry up!" An angry roar came from behind.
The guess in her heart was verified in an instant, and Song Qiao's eyes went dark. At this moment, there was no one else around her, so she could only save herself.
Moreover, these people don’t know who sent them.
Numerous speculations flashed through Song Qiao's mind, and he soon had a candidate.
But at the same time, Song Qiao did not notice his feet in his panic. He stumbled and fell to the ground. The wound that had not yet healed was broken and bleeding again.
"ah--"
The person behind him caught up, grabbed Song Qiao's hair, and pulled it back violently.
Song Qiao was forced to raise her head, and the sunlight fell from the top of her head, shining right into her eyes. Song Qiao was so stung that she couldn't open her eyes at all, and physiological tears fell down the corners of her eyes.
"Miss Song, why are you running away? We are here to help you." A gloomy voice came, like a basin of cold water in the cold winter months.
The chill is biting.
Song Qiao knew that there was no hope of escaping, so he simply gave up struggling, leaned back according to his strength, and said in a calm voice, "Let's go, take me to see him."
The other party didn't seem to believe that Song Qiao would give in so easily, and looked at her suspiciously.
Song Qiao didn't move, looking down at the ground.
After a few seconds, they finally seemed to believe that Song Qiao had no intention of resisting, so they pulled her up from the ground and pushed her forward.
The person who had just been hit on the head by Song Qiao must have hated her in his heart. He grabbed Song Qiao's arm and secretly exerted force. Song Qiao gasped in pain.
"Either you kill me directly, or stop being so clever." Song Qiao turned his eyes and looked at the person next to him.
The bodyguard whose name was called stiffened and stared at Song Qiao with an increasingly evil expression.
Song Qiao sneered, "The person behind you probably has other plans for me. Do you think if I say something in front of him, your end will be better than mine?"
The bodyguard's expression changed again, from livid to ugly. He grabbed Song Qiao's hand and unconsciously let go.
Song Qiao's guess was correct. Although the person behind him asked for the person to be captured, there was also a requirement, that is, the person must be brought to her in full.
Even if he doesn't know what the people above him think, he must carry it out.
"What are you doing standing still? Hurry up and leave." He had no choice but to say harshly to Song Qiao.
Song Qiao sneered and walked forward.
She didn't have time to take a closer look before, but now she was forced to walk back and found that the car was parked on the side of the road. There were no buildings around it, and even the passing vehicles could not be seen.
It can only be described as deserted.
Not far from them, there was a truck parked with an advertisement for a cold chain transportation company posted on the outside. Song Qiao was pressed into the truck compartment by them.
As soon as he entered, the door behind him was closed, and the last ray of light was blocked.
Song Qiao turned around and faced the dark carriage, feeling a chill in her heart.
…
"You said the person is missing?"
Gu Jingting listened to the report under his hand, and his eyes gradually showed a chill, "There are more than ten people, and you can't even protect one person? In other words, now that I raise you, I can't even guarantee your safety?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Gu."
The person who came to report was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.
They didn't expect that so many people were watching Song Qiao secretly, but they were suddenly blocked by a wave of people rushing out from nowhere.
After clearing the roadblocks, people no longer knew where to go.
Gu Jingting couldn't sit still, so he got up and walked out with others.
"Send all the people out and try our best to find her whereabouts." Gu Jingting frowned deeply, "If we can't find her whereabouts within an hour, everyone will get out."
A few minutes later, countless men in black filed out.
…
inside the container.
Song Qiao stood on the edge with her back pressed against the box, not daring to move randomly. She didn't know what was going on inside, and if she moved randomly, she was afraid something would happen again.
Suddenly, a light came on, and Song Qiao blinked in discomfort.
After a while, she put down her hand and fixed her gaze on Wen Shuya not far away.
It was rare that she didn't wear one of those princess dresses today. Instead, she wore neat black clothes, and her hair was tied into a ponytail, hanging down behind her.
"Long time no see, Song Qiao." Wen Shuya walked towards her.
Behind her, there were two bodyguards who had been prepared for a long time. Following Wen Shuya's movements, they stood up and came over to clasp Song Qiao's hands.
Wen Shuya stepped forward and slapped Song Qiao on the face.
The great force produced a crisp sound, which made Song Qiao's eardrums buzz, but he was firmly imprisoned in place, unable to move.
"So, you are the one behind all the trouble today?"
Song Qiao looked at Wen Shuya and sneered, "I didn't expect that the daughter of the Wen family would go to such great lengths for a man, even going so far as to do illegal things."
Wen Shuya pinched Song Qiao's face and looked at her with cold eyes, "It's useless no matter how sharp your words are now. If you fall into my hands, if you say more nonsense, I will make you suffer more."
"For example, now..."
She suddenly conjured a knife out of nowhere and aimed to stab Song Qiao on the shoulder. Song Qiao's pupils shrank suddenly. At the critical moment, she did not know where the strength burst out from, and she actually dodged Wen Shuya's knife.
.
He broke free from the restraint and rushed diagonally away.
Wen Shuya's hand failed and she was furious. Then she looked at the two useless people around her and stabbed the knife into one of them's shoulder.
"Useless trash, you can't even catch a person." She said with a sinister expression.
The bodyguard was in pain and did not dare to say anything. He could only grit his teeth and resist.
"What are you still doing? Go and catch her!" Wen Shuya shouted in a low voice.
The dim light in the carriage made her expression extremely ferocious. Suddenly, she looked like an evil ghost crawling out of hell, looking for someone to kill her.
