Bai Lina was thrown into a car and after an hour or two's journey, she was taken to a manor and locked in a large dark room.
After getting the sack put on her head, Bai Lina slammed the door hard, "Let me out! Let me out!" She didn't want to be locked up here. Her aunt would be worried to death if she couldn't find her.
"Stop taking pictures, it's useless." A sigh sounded behind him.
Bai Lina stopped knocking on the door and turned around to see that she wasn't the only one in the room. There were six or seven other women around her age sitting not far away. "Were you all captured?"
"Yeah!" A beautiful woman with long hair and big eyes nodded.
"We were all set up by a painter. He looked like a gentleman, but turned out to be a villain. If I had the chance to get out, I would definitely kill him." A short-haired woman who looked carefree said angrily.
"Forget it. We don't have a chance. Let's just accept our fate," the woman in the pale yellow dress said with a gloomy expression. She had been imprisoned here before them, so she naturally knew more. Those people had captured them so they could be sold as slaves. Their hopes of escaping were simply wishful thinking.
A few days after she was imprisoned, she was taken to a place similar to a competition arena. Her hands were tied along with the other captured women, and people below watched and bid. If no one bought, they would be imprisoned here and wait for the next auction.
"Is there really no way out?" Bai Lina felt herself freezing cold, as if she were in an ice cellar. She truly regretted coming to the United States. She had never imagined that the United States, despite its glamorous exterior, was so dark behind the scenes. What should she do? What should she do?
"We can't get out!" Everyone shook their heads and sighed. If they could get out, they would have left long ago.
Bai Lina collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face. Grandpa! Dad! Mom! Brother! Brother Su! Goodbye! If those people wanted to sell her, she wouldn't let them succeed even if she bit her tongue.
After Su Yanyue got off the plane, he called a taxi and headed towards Aunt Bai Lina's house.
Su Yanyue felt very happy when he thought that he would be able to see Bai Lina soon.
The car stopped in front of a small villa. Su Yanyue paid the money, got out of the car, walked to the gate of the villa and knocked on the door.
After a while, a middle-aged woman opened the door.
Seeing Su Yanyue outside the door, the middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment, "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"
"Excuse me, does Bai Lina live here now?" Su Yanyue asked. He had already checked the house number, so he couldn't be wrong.
"Yes, you should be Mr. Su, right?" Seeing Su Yanyue nod, the middle-aged woman stepped aside and said, "Madam is waiting for you inside, please come in!" Before Su Yanyue arrived, Madam received a long-distance call from the Bai family.
Su Jinyue nodded slightly and walked inside. Nana must have received the news that he was coming.
Bai Lingsha saw Su Yanyue walk in, put down the magazine in her hand, and smiled at him, "You are Su Yanyue, right?" She already knew Su Yanyue's identity from the phone call, and now seeing him, she found that he was indeed handsome and extraordinary, especially the temperament he exuded, calm and reserved, with the momentum of a superior. Nana's vision is really good!
"Yes, Aunt Bai." Su Yanyue raised the corners of his lips slightly.
"Have a seat! Nana's out shopping. She should be back soon." Bai Lingsha pointed to the sofa beside her. Su Yanyue had come all the way from China for Nana, which showed how much he cared about her.
Su Yanyue walked to the sofa and sat down. "Does Nana know I'm coming?"
"She doesn't know yet. I just received a call and knew you were coming over. What would you like to drink? Tea, coffee or red wine?" Bai Lingsha looked at Su Yanyue and nodded secretly in her heart.
"Aunt Bai, do you know where Nana went?" Su Yanyue asked. He just wanted to see Nana as soon as possible.
Bai Lingsha smiled slightly, "She said she wanted to go shopping in the city center. Wait a minute, I'll call and ask." It's good to be young. She also wanted to go back to her youth and feel the feeling of love again.
She picked up the phone on the table and dialed. When she heard the tone of the phone being turned off, Bai Lingsha frowned. Why would Nana turn off her phone? Did she dial the wrong number?
I hung up the phone and called again, and it was still the same as last time.
Bai Lingsha thought about it and made another call. The call was connected quickly. "Lao Wang, is Nana with you?" The person she was contacting now was the driver who went out with Nana.
"The lady went shopping and asked me to wait for her in the parking lot." said the driver, Lao Wang.
"I can't get through to Nana on the phone. Go look for her and call me when you find her." Bai Lingsha instructed the driver.
"Yes, ma'am."
Bai Lingsha hung up the phone and looked at Su Yanyue, "Nana's phone is not working. I've asked Lao Wang to find someone. Don't worry."
"Yeah." Su Yanyue nodded, but he had a bad feeling in his heart.
In a luxurious study, a middle-aged man was looking through the documents in his hand.
There was a gentle knock on the door, and then a blonde woman pushed the door open and walked in.
"Sir! This is the information of the women who were kidnapped. Would you like to take a look?" The woman handed the information to Bruce.
"Leave it there." Bruce looked at the report in his hand, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter. After giving all the shopping malls in Huaxia to Su Jinyue, their profit this quarter dropped by two percentage points.
"Yes!" the woman responded, put the documents in her hand on the desk, turned around and walked outside.
Bruce finished reading the report in his hand, glanced at the document beside him, and reached out to pick it up. Most of those kidnapped were Oriental women. After he kidnapped them, he would hand them over to Black Hand's slave auction house once the number of people was complete.
As I was flipping through the pages, the phone on the table rang.
Bruce reached out and picked up the phone, "This is Bruce." Only the Black Hand's people knew his phone number.
"We have several big clients tonight, so get your people ready." A gloomy voice came from the other side.
"Yes!" Bruce replied. While the Venetian family might appear powerful on the surface, they were controlled by the Black Hand. Even as the current head of the Venetian family, he had no choice but to do what the Black Hand said.
After hanging up the phone, Bruce glanced at the document on the table, picked up another phone and made a call. When the call was connected, he ordered, "Take the person to the Shaq Club."
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