Song Qiao's scalp was pulled numb, as if it was about to be opened at any time. She was forced to look up and saw a face full of flesh, with a three-centimeter long scar on the forehead, and a fierce expression, like
He wanted to cut her into pieces.
Once it fell into his hands again, it was impossible to escape.
Song Qiao swallowed hard and asked, "Who asked you to kidnap me? I can pay double the amount of money he gives you, or you can put forward other conditions."
The scarred man smiled ferociously, "Damn it, you plotted against me and you still want to leave in peace?"
With evil thoughts in his eyes, he looked back and forth on Song Qiao, "Unless you serve me well later, if you are happy, I can consider letting you go."
Of course, this must be a lie to her.
He was given money and ordered to kill the woman, otherwise he would be in trouble.
Song Qiao was not stupid. After acting for so long, she could certainly tell that he was lying. She pretended not to notice, smiled at him, and asked with hope, "Really?"
The scarred man's smile gradually deepened, "Of course."
Song Qiao took a breath and her expression began to relax. She glared at the man angrily and complained, "Then let go of me first. You're holding me so tightly, it hurts so much."
The charming and charming look made the scarred man's heart flutter when he looked at it.
He couldn't wait to let go and sat down on the ground, waiting for Song Qiao to come over.
Song Qiao stood up, faced the scarred man's wary gaze, walked behind him, put his hands on his shoulders and squeezed gently, "I must have hurt you just now. I'm sorry, I was too nervous."
The beauty took the initiative to lower her head, which gave the scarred man a great sense of satisfaction. He chuckled and said, "You will work harder later, and I will pretend that this never happened."
Song Qiao said nothing, looking down at him with cold eyes.
Seeing that he was about to take action, she took the stone next to her with lightning speed and hit him hard on the back of the head.
After the muffled sound, the man fell to the ground without any struggle.
Once alive, twice mature.
Song Qiao had already hit someone at home last time, so this time she didn't have much psychological burden, not to mention the imminent danger. She hurriedly threw the stone away and continued running forward.
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Carrying the equipment, the photographer rushed to the place where he was doing the task. He looked around but found no sign of Song Qiao. He was filled with wonder.
Logically speaking, guests will never run around when filming is in progress. Where has Song Qiao gone?
The photographer was puzzled but couldn't find anyone and was worried something might happen, so he hurried back to find the director.
As he was going down the mountain, he inadvertently glanced to the side with his peripheral vision, and seemed to see a figure wearing a suit and a mask flash past.
He was a little stunned, blinked and looked back, but saw no one.
I must have read it wrong.
How could there be people in this village wearing suits and masks, thinking they were filming a movie?
The photographer shook his head and left quickly.
Gu Jingting walked around a forest and walked in according to the position given by Xiang Chen, "Remember to report the position at any time, and be ready for a doctor to respond."
Since Song Qiao was kidnapped, he would definitely be injured. It was a matter of severity. Since he did not prevent the incident from happening, he would have to make some amends afterwards.
"Okay." Xiang Chen's voice sounded in the earphones, "Mr. Gu, I saw Miss Song's position moving quickly and she was running back."
"Can she still get rid of that man?" Gu Jingting raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
That woman Song Qiao had no ability at all. Apart from being good at acting, she was greedy for money and stupid. His highest expectation was that she could save herself and wait for him to go.
Xiang Chen hesitated, "It should be possible."
When Gu Jingting heard this, he sped up. He had to appear before Song Qiao himself was out of danger.
At the same time, Song Qiao was in a panic and completely lost her direction. She looked at the almost identical environment around her, and panic spread like a tide.
She subconsciously touched her pocket, wanting to call Momo for help, but came up empty-handed.
It was probably when the man kidnapped her just now that he found her and threw it away.
What to do now?
Song Qiao's head was racing rapidly and she didn't dare to stop her feet. She didn't know if the man was hammered to death just now. If not, he would most likely chase her.
But this time, he probably won't give her a chance to deal with it.
Perhaps she was afraid of something happening, but just when Song Qiao was frantically looking for a way, she suddenly heard the sound of footsteps around her, far and near, very faint.
Song Qiao felt a thump in her heart and the hairs all over her body stood on end.
She held her breath, quickly hid behind the tree, and tentatively peeked out.
All the surrounding trees were so tall that they blocked out the sun, and their lush branches and leaves blocked most of the skylight. There was no one in the slightly dark environment.
Song Qiao glanced around, still not letting down her guard. Her intuition told her that danger was nearby.
She continued to look further in the direction. Suddenly, her vision suddenly stopped. Her hand holding the tree trunk gradually tightened, and the air seemed to become more and more silent.
Song Qiao could hear her somewhat rapid and heavy breathing. She slowly moved her body and continued to look forward.
"Did I hear wrongly?" she whispered softly.
When her body completely walked out from behind the tree, she hit her head hard back, and then rushed forward. In the chaos, she heard an angry curse coming from behind her.
Song Qiao turned around and saw the scarred man chasing after him with his chin covered.
Hesitating that he was injured earlier, he staggered when he ran. The dark red blood condensed on his cheeks and neck. Against the skylight, he looked like a ghost.
It's really a stubborn fight.
Song Qiao cursed secretly and had no time to tell the direction. When she realized what she was doing, she had already reached a cliff and she stopped urgently.
Behind him, the scarred man approached with a smile, "Keep running."
Song Qiao turned his head and looked down tentatively, but failed to see the bottom. In front of him, the scarred man continued to walk over, swearing and saying harsh words, "If you dare to let me suffer so much, I will kill you today."
Having simply reached a dead end, Song Qiao calmed down.
She said calmly, "Murder is illegal. I came out to record the program. The photographer will soon discover the fact that I am missing. The police should have been called by now. If you don't want to bear legal responsibility, you'd better stop it quickly."
The scarred man sneered, "If I dare to take action, I have no intention of walking out properly."
He actually came with this intention.
Song Qiao felt a chill in her heart. She slowly backed away and gradually made up her mind. Since there was no way to survive, she would rather jump than be caught by him.
"I'm going to die anyway, tell me who sent you here." She asked.
The scarred man didn't bother to talk nonsense to her and just walked over to her.
Song Qiao had no choice but to retreat. She gritted her teeth and turned around to jump down. In an instant, countless thoughts came to her. She couldn't think about it. She could only hear a roar, "Song Qiao!"
