Chapter 770
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When Luo Xi woke up, she felt that she was in a bumpy car, her hands and feet were tied tightly, and she struggled a few times, but unfortunately she couldn't move.

She opened her eyes just as the car stopped, her body was dragged out, passed through the long corridors and doors, and was finally thrown onto the cold ground.

Finally, Luo Xi closed his eyes tiredly, and passed out again.

When I woke up again, I didn't know how long it had been, because there was no reference, no clock.

Someone pulled her hair, she opened her eyes, and found that Miyai Motomo was standing in front of him with his left hand in plaster.

"thing."

Luo Xi slowly closed her eyes, not bothering to answer.

The other party didn't ask again.

Another half sound passed.

Luo Xi felt a chill on her back, and someone was smearing something on her. Before she could react, she felt a tingling pain in her spine.

The piercing pain made her break out in a cold sweat!
Someone mercilessly scratched her skin with a sharp knife. After a burst of piercing pain, she felt something implanted into her skin. Luo Xi struggled violently, but both hands were cut open. Personal hold.

No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move, she could only grit her teeth and endure the pain.

Miyai Motomo looked at her condescendingly, as if he despised a demon like a small ant like her: "This is a tracker with a time bomb attached, you can't get it out by yourself. From now on, just stay with me , otherwise, I guarantee that your life would be worse than death!"

"Bah! Kill me if you have the ability!"

"You want to die before you get the things? Hehe... Do you think I wasted time on you just to see you, a little bitch, die?" Miyai Momoto slapped her hard.

The person who implanted her with a tracker with a time bomb was still stopping the bleeding and stitching up the wound. Luo Xi's lips turned white from the pain, and she broke out in cold sweat.

Although the whole process lasted less than 4 minutes, without any anesthesia, the skin was cut and then implanted, and then stitched up one after another. The pain is not something ordinary people can resist.

Then, he dialed the phone.

In Tokyo, there is basically no news that he cannot get.

Someone went to his high school to investigate the information of their class. Miyai Motomo had a grim smile on his face. How could he not get any news.

But that person is still surnamed Gu!

In his eyes, a thick fire flashed.
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Gu Shaocheng's cell phone rang suddenly, abruptly interrupting his conversation with the people in the room.

He squinted at an unfamiliar number and pressed the answer button.

"Excuse me, Mr. Gu, right?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone. Although he was not in front of his eyes, Gu Shaocheng seemed to be able to hear the obvious arrogant tone from the other party's tone.

"I'm."

"I've heard that Mr. Gu has come to Tokyo for a long time, and I have nothing else to do. I just want to invite Mr. Gu out for a cup of tea. I wonder if Mr. Gu is a compliment?"

"Miyai Momoto? I have heard of your name for a long time."

The other party smiled: "Hehe, Mr. Gu's name is very impressive. The young and promising head of the Gu family has long wanted to see his true face, but now this opportunity is rare."

(End of this chapter)

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