The car door was pulled open from the outside.
"Get out!" a fierce male voice rang out, and my arm was grabbed as the other person roughly tried to drag me out of the car.
I gripped the back of the chair in front of me tightly with one hand, refusing to be easily dragged off, and quickly dialed 110 with the other!
"My name is Sheng Qiaoqiao, someone wants me—"
As soon as the call connected, I shouted loudly, but before I could finish speaking, my phone was snatched away.
"You dare call the police? Get out of the car!" The man grabbed my head, said viciously, and forcibly pulled my hair, dragging me out of the car.
"Help!"
As soon as I got off the bus, I shouted at the top of my lungs.
With a "slap!", the other person slapped me across the face. For a moment, I was stunned, dizzy, and my mind went blank.
By the time I could think again, I had already been crammed into a van.
I've had this experience more than once, and I instantly realized that I had been kidnapped.
I was kidnapped by Ms. Dai when I was studying abroad, and after my rebirth, I was kidnapped by Shi Xia and taken to northern Myanmar. Having experienced so much, I am much calmer now.
"Who are you? Why have you kidnapped me?" I asked.
He asked calmly, and quietly turned on the voice recorder he carried in his pocket.
The dimly lit carriage was stuffy and filled with a mixture of sweat and foot odor.
Next to me sat a burly man wearing a gold chain, who was driving. He was wearing a floral shirt, but I couldn't see his face clearly.
"You bitch, don't you have any idea who you've offended lately?" The man next to me slapped my head hard with his broad, bear-like hand.
Mr. Mo?
My already sharp, tingling scalp throbbed with pain, and I gasped for breath. At the same time, this person popped into my mind.
After the incident with Shen Hanxing, this Mr. Mo was taken in for investigation by the police. Coupled with the fermentation of public opinion, he not only lost his reputation, but also faced imprisonment.
"Did Mo Kun instruct you to retaliate against me?" I asked calmly.
The man with the thick gold chain grabbed my shirt collar and said, "We're here to avenge Brother Mo and kill you, you filthy bitch!"
He glared at me, gritted his teeth, and then raised his hand to slap my cheek.
I instinctively turned my face to avoid it, but I still got a solid slap. My nose felt like it had been choked by water, sour and painful. Instantly, my mouth tasted salty and bitter, with a metallic taste of blood.
I was beaten until my nose bled, my head spun, and my consciousness became increasingly blurred.
...
As I gradually regained consciousness, I had only one feeling: pain.
Yet, I can't pinpoint where the pain is coming from; I feel pain all over my body.
My hands and feet were tied with ropes, my hands were tied behind my back, and I was lying on my side on the cement floor. The air was filled with a pungent chemical smell.
Looking around, there are many white plastic buckets.
I feel like I've been brought to a warehouse, where many incandescent light bulbs are lit on the roof.
Once I was fully conscious, I remembered that the person who kidnapped me was doing it to avenge that Boss Mo.
What do they want from me?
My scalp tightened, and I instinctively looked down. Seeing that my white shirt and black high-waisted wide-leg pants were undamaged, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
They haven't done anything to me yet.
At this moment, it seems like I'm the only person in the warehouse.
I remember calling the police, and they answered the call, but I don't know if they'll be able to find me quickly.
With all my might, I struggled to sit up and moved my body to the corner of the wall.
The rope binding my ankles was an ordinary braided rope. I tried to use the sharp edges of the wall to grind the rope off my wrists. As I grinded, I was covered in sweat and my arms ached unbearably.
At that moment, with a loud "whoosh," the warehouse's sliding iron door was opened.
A burly man with a thick gold chain walked in, and next to him was a man wearing a floral shirt with a full beard.
They had unfriendly expressions and malicious smiles in their eyes as they walked towards me step by step.
I took a few deep breaths, trying to stay calm.
"Hey, you go first, Beard?" The guy with the big gold chain picked his teeth with a toothpick, spat out some phlegm, stared at me with a lewd look, and leered at the bearded man next to him.
"Brother, of course you go first. I must say, this woman is really alluring, with fair and tender skin."
Listening to their conversation, I gasped. Looking at their rude manner, I couldn't bear to let them come any closer to me.
My mind raced, and a smile crept onto my lips. "So, you two wanted me to serve you... You should have said so earlier! Serving men is my specialty!"
I winked at them and spoke in a deliberately coquettish voice.
Upon hearing this, the two men exchanged glances, and the bearded man said warily, "Brother, this little wench is up to no good."
"You two burly men, are you afraid of a woman like me?" I provoked again. "Let me go, and I'll definitely serve you two brothers well. This is too inconvenient, and you're not having enough fun..."
"Big brother, she's definitely going to pull some tricks!"
"She dared to play me for a fool, I'll throw her into a sulfuric acid pool!"
The man with the big gold chain spat out his toothpick and walked towards me, speaking menacingly as he went.
Sulfuric acid pool?
It sounds terrifying to me.
The man with the big gold chain grabbed me and confidently cut the rope on my wrists with a knife. He then squatted down to free my ankles, and I moved my numb wrists.
"Little wench, how do you plan to serve me?" he asked wickedly, gripping my chin.
I gripped the brick on the ground and, with all my might, smashed it down on his bald head.
The man with the big gold chain was stunned when I hit him, and stared at me blankly.
The bearded man was also stunned for a moment. Before he could come to his senses, I turned and ran, running into the gaps between the white plastic buckets.
"Beard, grab her right now and throw her in the pool! Damn it!"
The big gold chain man's belated angry curses echoed in the huge warehouse.
Thinking of the sulfuric acid pool, I panicked and ran faster and faster toward a small iron gate.
Just as I was about to open the iron gate, someone grabbed my hair. I was about to punch and kick when a sharp dagger was pressed against my neck.
"Move again, and I'll kill you!" the man behind him said viciously.
"Beard, throw her into the sulfuric acid pit! That wretched woman! Let her suffer to death!"
The sound of the big gold chain rang out again.
The bearded man held me at knifepoint and pushed me toward the pool in the corner of the warehouse.
I finally felt an overwhelming sense of dread.
At this moment, I would rather be stabbed to death than be slowly corroded and burned by sulfuric acid, dying in excruciating pain.
With that thought, I disregarded everything and pushed hard, shoving the bearded man away. I turned and ran, but before I could take two steps, I was caught again.
"No! Help!"
This time, the bearded man led me directly to the pool. I looked at the bright yellow liquid in the pool, shouted loudly, and struggled back desperately.
"Throw her in!"
I closed my eyes in despair, awaiting the torment of a fate worse than death.
"ah--"
With a scream, I opened my eyes. It wasn't me who fell into the pool, but the guy in the floral shirt with the big beard.
My eyes were covered by a hand that carried a familiar scent, and the next instant, my body was pulled in and slammed into a hard chest.
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