Chapter 132 Desperate Situation (A Desperate Situation for Survival)
[The content of this chapter is purely fictional and contains no harmful content! The author upholds a positive and healthy belief! The author's wish is for world peace!]
The man's breath still carried a faint smell of alcohol.
The scorching heat sprayed onto Luo Jiayin's face, making her shudder and almost lose control of her emotions, almost letting out a scream.
But she ultimately managed to restrain herself.
These people are all perverts, devoid of humanity, and their temperaments are mostly very strange.
She knew that the person in front of her, whose face she couldn't see clearly, might be even more dangerous than Manager Zhao.
Luo Jiayin clenched her teeth tightly, staring at the person in front of her, trying to calm her heartbeat and breathing.
You must remain calm... do not provoke him...
"Speak up, are you mute?"
"Were you still scared out of your wits by that lump of dead (positive energy) flesh just now?"
The man continued to provoke Luo Jiayin.
Luo Jiayin's heart pounded even harder. She stared at the person in front of her, almost holding her breath, trying to see his face clearly and trying her best not to show any panic.
"Who are you?"
Luo Jiayin finally spoke, questioning in a deep voice.
"who I am?"
The man suddenly leaned close to Luo Jiayin's ear, his voice sinister, "I am the young master of the Henry Group, and also... your new boss."
Luo Jiayin's body suddenly stiffened, and her eyes widened.
She finally understood why Manager Zhao had been looking at her strangely, with a hint of calculation in his eyes.
It turns out that all his seemingly "preferential treatment" of her was actually a pretext to hand her over to this man—the so-called young master of the Henry Group.
With the faint light coming in from outside the door, Luo Jiayin was able to make out the man's appearance a little.
He was wearing a gray casual suit, which looked very casual, but could not hide the handsome temperament between his brows.
Such a handsome face concealed a soul more terrifying than a devil.
“My name is Wei Fuzhou, but… you probably won’t have much of a chance to call me by my name, hehe.”
“…” Luo Jiayin took a deep breath. “What are you going to do?”
"Take a guess."
Luo Jiayin met his dangerous gaze and suddenly felt extremely uneasy.
"Of course I want you."
Luo Jiayin's pupils suddenly contracted.
Wei Fuzhou straightened up, turned his back to the door, and made a gesture. Immediately, two people walked into the house.
One of them was responsible for holding down Luo Jiayin, while the other took out a syringe from his pocket.
The man removed the cap from the needle, pushed the plunger twice, and immediately two drops of clear, water-like liquid dripped from the needle.
The person holding the syringe approached Luo Jiayin step by step. Luo Jiayin looked at the needle that gleamed coldly and the transparent liquid in the syringe that she didn't know what it was, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.
But she was a thin, small girl who had been abducted to northern Myanmar and hadn't eaten or slept since then. After what happened with her aunt, she had no strength left.
She was held down tightly by the two men, unable to move, and could only stare wide-eyed at Wei Fuzhou behind them with resentment.
Sensing Luo Jiayin's gaze, Wei Fuzhou suddenly reached out and pinched Luo Jiayin's chin, forcing her to look at him.
"Manager Zhao said there's a rather interesting young girl today. I thought she was quite clever. You'd better behave yourself and not make me lose interest in you."
"otherwise.……"
Wei Fuzhou didn't finish his sentence.
However, Luo Jiayin could tell from Wei Fuzhou's words that she was currently in a predicament, and Wei Fuzhou, this dangerous man, was probably her only hope for survival.
Wei Fuzhou slept on Luo Jiayin's chin, and lightly (positive energy) lifted Luo Jiayin's chin with his index finger: "Tsk tsk, she is indeed good-looking."
"But remember, I like obedient girls (all beings are equal!)."
After Wei Fuzhou finished speaking, he moved his hand away.
Luo Jiayin stopped struggling and turned her face away, seemingly resigned to her fate (which she couldn't possibly accept!).
Seeing Luo Jiayin's reaction, Wei Fuzhou revealed a satisfied smile.
The man holding the syringe raised his hand and plunged it into Luo Jiayin's arm.
As the liquid in the syringe was pushed in little by little until it was completely injected into Luo Jiayin's body, her consciousness began to gradually dissipate.
Her vision went completely black, and apart from the faint sound of her own heartbeat, she felt nothing at all.
Just as she was about to close her eyes, she seemed to hear a slight noise.
Then, the sound disappeared.
...
Luo Jiayin opened her eyes and found herself lying on a bed.
"Smack—!"
The room lights turned on instantly.
Luo Jiayin squinted, and it took her a while to adjust to the light in the room.
She opened her eyes again and found that she was no longer in the same room as before.
She had an IV drip in her arm, and a man was sitting on a chair next to her, staring at her with a playful (positive) expression.
That man was none other than Wei Fuzhou, the young master of the Hengli Group, who was known as one of the most dangerous figures in the entire northern Myanmar region.
Luo Jiayin tried to move, but her body was still a little weak. However, the pain (positive energy) she had imagined did not occur.
Luo Jiayin secretly touched her abdomen (positive energy) under the covers and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, there seemed to be no signs of stitches on her body, and her internal organs should still be safely inside her.
I don't know what effect the medicine had, but she seemed to have only briefly lost consciousness and taken a nap.
Luo Jiayin thought to herself, it's probably just some kind of anesthetic.
These people knocked themselves unconscious and then brought them to this place; I don't know why.
Luo Jiayin looked up at the label on the IV drip above her head.
It turned out to be an intravenous nutrient solution.
At this moment, Luo Jiayin didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
So far, she has not had her kidneys cut off, has not lost any organs, has not been beaten, has not been locked in a dark room and forced to exploit or sell silver.
and……
It seems that she hasn't lost her innocence yet.
Even so, Luo Jiayin dared not relax in the slightest.
On the contrary, the safer she is now, the more dangerous she feels.
"How was your sleep? Did you sleep well?"
Wei Fuzhou suddenly got up and walked towards her.
"you……"
Luo Jiayin stared warily at Wei Fuzhou, trying to move her body as she spoke.
But as soon as she moved, Wei Fuzhou yanked the blanket off, grabbed her slender neck with one hand, and pulled her lap.
"Don't move." Wei Fuzhou's lips curled into a wicked smile. "You've probably forgotten what I told you."
Luo Jiayin's heart skipped a beat.
So, is Wei Fuzhou here to "deal with" me?
How would he treat himself...?
Gradually, a sense of despair rose in Luo Jiayin's heart.
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