hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 479 The Road to Escape (Twenty)
　
　The Italian man was still struggling to consider whether he should do something wrong to Tang Yumo, but Xiao Tao walked into the kitchen with the vegetables she bought without looking back.

　Soon, the sound of water washing vegetables and the sound of knives chopping meat came from the kitchen.

　Finally, the original needs overshadowed the aesthetic differences of different races, and the Italian man picked up Tang Yumo as easily as a bird, and walked to his own room.

　Xiaoju was locked in the sisters' room, listening to the conversation between her sister and Tang Yumo.Tang Yumo's voice was too low for her to hear, but every word of her sister's words was shocking!Angry, aggressive, merciless!
　Later, she couldn't understand the Italian spoken by her sister, but she heard her sister go to the kitchen to cook, and the Italian man closed the door of his room.

　In other words, no one sent Tang Yumo to the hospital! ! !
　No one sent Tang Yumo back to the basement! ! !

　In other words, the biggest possibility is that Tang Yumo was brought to his room by that Italian man
　Xiaoju banged on the door desperately, but no one paid any attention to her.

　No matter how naive and ignorant Xiao Ju is, she can vaguely understand what her sister said to that Italian man at this moment, and what that Italian man is going to do to Tang Yumo now.
　She banged on the door with all her might.
　In this room, Tang Yumo was thrown to the floor by the Italian man.

　Tang Yumo felt a pain in his heart when he heard the faint sound of Xiaoju beating the door.

　Xiaoju, you are still a child with a conscience, what a pity.
　Ugh.
　Sighing, she watched the Italian man's movements from the corner of her eye.

　He is|off|yi|fu.

　Shirts, vests, belts.
　And the holster on the belt.

　The gun that should have been in the holster, which he had been holding and loaded just now, was casually thrown on the clothes.

　After all, Tang Yumo is now a defenseless woman, or a woman who is sick and weak, or a woman who has been locked up for more than n days, and her feet are weak when she leaves the basement.
　The only weapon she held in her hand was a piece of broken porcelain, so in comparison, it was so childish, so useless!
　Such a woman is really no different from a doll at the mercy of others.

　At most, that's all he can talk about.

　As a man, the moment before something is about to be done is the time when vigilance is the most relaxed.

　Tang Yumo firmly grasped this precious gap, and immediately collapsed when he was thrown on the floor while being weak one second. The sick child who had been weakened suddenly exploded in the next second, and accurately pounced on the man who casually placed on the sofa beside the bed. clothes on! ! !
　This is not at all like a woman who has been locked up for more than n days, and her legs are weak when she comes out of the basement.
　Nor is it like a woman who is sick and weak.
　When she grabbed the gun and pointed it at the man who was taking off his trousers and shoes, she was not a defenseless woman! ! !

　Broken porcelain is no longer useful, is it?Then I'll take your gun directly! ! !

　The situation suddenly reversed within a second! ! !
　Tang Yumo's counterattack succeeded! ! !
　The Italian man didn't even realize what was going on. He was a well-selected and trained member of the organization. He didn't come out on the first day. How could he be so inconspicuous? Daoer, the little one in the East? ! ! !

　He was a little bewildered.

　But it was only for a second.

　In the next second, he tried to take back the gun in Tang Yumo's hand with his bare hands.

(End of this chapter)