Chapter 392 You can spit wherever you want, just don’t spit on his face.
She leaned towards Gu Ze, her tone filled with genuine confusion: "Gu Ze, you keep going around in circles like this. What if the car runs out of gas? It's such a waste of time."
Before Gu Ze could catch his breath, Qin Jiaojiao immediately responded, "Hey, aren't there gas stations everywhere?"
She waved her hand dismissively, then something occurred to her: "Oh, if you, the great Master Gu, can't even afford this little bit of gas..."
As she spoke, Qin Jiaojiao deftly pulled out two hundred-yuan bills from her pocket: "Here, I'll give it to you. Is it enough?"
"Don't ask if it's not enough. You're here with me..." She stretched out two fingers and shook them: "It's worth at most 200 yuan as a friendly sponsorship price."
At the end, he added seriously, "By the way, remember to pay it back. Brothers should settle accounts clearly. I'll only charge you two dollars in interest, no less."
Lu Shiman nodded in agreement, but immediately seized the opportunity to start a business discussion: "Gu Ze, this...shouldn't be considered kidnapping?"
"Your Gu family is... at the end of the road. Do you have to rely on kidnapping decent women to make a profit?" Lu Shiman's tone was full of disbelief and compassion.
"It's so unprofessional. According to the script, first of all, you have to blindfold us, right?" Qin Jiaojiao counted on her fingers.
Lu Shiman tacitly interrupted, "And you showed up too early. You should have taken us to an abandoned factory or a shabby warehouse, and waited until we were trembling with fear..."
"You should be like a real villain, wearing a cool windbreaker or cape, and slowly walking out of the darkness..."
She could imitate that sinister and evil laugh: "Hehehe... didn't expect it? It's me." After learning it, she didn't forget to glance at Gu Ze with disdain: "That's more like it."
"Tsk." Qin Jiaojiao smacked her lips in frustration, her eyes filled with disdain for Gu Ze's professional skills: "You can't even do this, you have no professionalism at all, and you didn't even do your homework before kidnapping?"
Lu Shiman: "Or you can look up some classic cases online. It's really unprofessional. Bad review."
The two shook their heads regretfully, as if Gu Ze had done something terribly wrong.
Lu Shiman and Qin Jiaojiao sang in unison, vividly describing the professional kidnapping teaching. Every word was like a poisoned needle, accurately piercing Gu Ze's brain.
"Bang!"
A dull thud suddenly exploded in the car.
Gu Ze couldn't bear it any longer and punched the back of the front passenger seat hard.
"Shut up! Shut up right there!" Gu Ze's eyes were bloodshot and burning with furious rage, his roaring voice distorted and out of tune due to extreme repression.
"If you dare make another sound..." He glared at the two women, full of anger. "I'll have the driver stop the car immediately, find some hemp rope to sew both of your mouths shut, and throw you in the trunk."
The driver's hands gripping the steering wheel trembled violently, and sweat instantly streamed down his forehead.
Gu Ze’s current condition is terrible.
Qin Jiaojiao was so frightened by his sudden outburst of ferocity that she fell silent for a second. Then, a larger, more sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Oh, you're so impatient, you're already breaking down?"
"Oh, you're so angry. We're doing this for your own good. We're teaching you. It's okay if you didn't pass the first time. Just try to get 100% next time."
After saying that, the two of them looked at each other and sneered knowingly.
They just wanted to provoke Gu Ze. If he could stop the car, the bodyguards behind him would definitely rescue them immediately.
If they let the car keep going, they would be in the greatest danger.
The undisguised mockery in their laughter was like a bucket of boiling oil, poured directly onto the volcano that was about to erupt, Gu Ze.
Gu Ze's solar plexus was beating wildly, and his chest was heaving so violently that it seemed like it would explode in the next second.
He punched the air again, his voice hoarse and filled with gnashing teeth: "Drive, drive faster, get rid of them."
He now had only one thought in mind, which was to quickly send these two bastards to a certain place and lock them up. He didn't want to listen for even a second longer!
The driver didn't dare to listen to the lofty opinions behind him. He stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel hard. The black car began to weave in and out of the night traffic.
Lu Shiman and Qin Jiaojiao were thrown all over the place, and their screams and the even more gloating laughter that broke out from the loss of control due to the bumps mixed together, like a devilish sound piercing their ears.
Gu Ze closed his eyes in pain, his fingers deeply inserted into his short hair. At this moment, he felt that he might be just a little bit away from schizophrenia.
He even began to think seriously that the trunk might be a good choice.
In fact, Lu Shiman and Qin Jiaojiao cannot be blamed for screaming and laughing. This is a physiological instinct that cannot be suppressed.
The car swayed back and forth, and they both swayed back and forth, and soon they became carsick.
An overwhelming feeling of nausea surged up from the bottom of their stomachs like a tsunami, violently hitting their throats.
“Stop… stop the car.” Lu Shiman felt dizzy and covered his mouth tightly with his hands: “I’m about to… throw up…”
"Gu Ze." Qin Jiaojiao's face was ugly, and she covered her mouth tightly with her hands: "Stop... stop, I'm going to vomit, really, vomit..."
"Don't stop, keep driving!" Gu Ze's answer was firm and full of unquestionable madness.
He just wanted to shake off his 'pursuers' now, and any request that might slow him down would be tantamount to asking for his life.
As for them wanting to vomit?
You can spit wherever you want, just don't spit on his face.
Unfortunately, ideas are beautiful, but reality is cruel.
Just as the driver was pressing the accelerator hard out of fear and Gu Ze's order, the car made another extremely fast spin.
"vomit..."
"vomit..."
Two extremely loud sounds, like floodgates collapsing, erupted almost simultaneously.
In the blink of an eye, an indescribable sour and foul substance mixed with a strong smell of alcohol suddenly spurted out of Lu Shiman and Qin Jiaojiao's mouths like two uncontrolled fountains, unable to bear it any longer.
Due to the violent shaking and loss of control over the direction, the target of the "Fountain" deviated dramatically.
It sprayed solidly and accurately on the back of Gu Ze's neck, who was caught off guard and unable to dodge sideways, and on his expensive custom-made suit jacket.
Some of it also splashed onto the front seats and dashboard.
The entire carriage was instantly filled with an extremely strong, disgusting smell of sour and fermented alcohol.
Time seemed to have completely frozen at this moment.
Gu Ze froze in place, half-twisting in an attempt to evade the attack, like a weathered stone statue suddenly frozen in time.
A warm, wet, and spreading sensation came from my neck and shoulders, and there was an indescribable stench that went straight to the top of my head and instantly paralyzed all my nerves.
His nerves, which were constantly tense, a mixture of rage and collapse...
With a bang, it broke completely.
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