See You Tonight, Master Su

Between the sparks and sparks, her mind kept turning - but the room was not her own, and she knew that she could not hide no matter how hard she tried.

And it was impossible for Cheung street to hear such a voice in the next room? It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided!

Anyway, she was already kidnapped. No matter whether the kidnapper was Cheung street or not, they kidnapped her to control Su Minglang, so no matter who held Tong Hua, she would not be in any danger, and it was meaningless to tong liang.

It was just Su Minglang. First, Cheung street. Su Minglang should have known, so there was no movement. But this time, who was it, what they wanted Su Minglang to do? Tong Hua was trying hard to figure out what Su Minglang would do, and whether it would ruin his plan.

With a cold snort, a cold look flashed through her eyes and she raised her voice to respond, "Here we come! I'm changing. Who dares to come in? Don't blame me for being rude!"

She quickly put on a coat and took a deep breath of water from the bedside table. She patted her chest, took a deep breath, and then walked out unhurriedly, opening the door. "What are you doing?"

At the door stood a few men as big as cows and horses. Before she could see their faces clearly, a man came over and locked her waist. Then, he quickly put a black hood over her head...

Her eyes darkened. She could not see anything. The five senses of a person could bring a sense of security. When a person suddenly lost sight, his first reaction was to have a psychological panic.

Tong Hua was no exception. The sudden darkness made her heart tighten reflexively. When she regained consciousness, she slowly regained her composure. Suppressing her frantic heartbeat, she calmed down and raised her voice.

"Who are you? Where are you taking me?"

"Cut the crap and keep up!" One man tied her hands back together, while the other man stuffed a gag towel into her mouth. Then, another man pushed her on the shoulder and dragged her forward.

Her vision was blocked by a black mask, and Tong Hua could not see anything. Her footsteps were a little staggered, but her mind was very clear at the moment.

In order to protect her baby, she did not struggle and let several men drag her down the stairs. She couldn't tell where she was, but when the night breeze blew, she might have sensed that she had already left the courtyard of the villa, and then she was taken to the car.

In the process, she did not hear Cheung street's voice, which made her a little more uneasy.

In Cheung street's place, he shouldn't have been taken away by anyone. Even if it was Suzie's arrangement and Cheung street couldn't resist, then he should at least show up and not say a word.

It was illogical. Could it be that something happened?

The crowd was so rude. Tong Hua listened carefully to the voice, but no familiar voice came. This made her a little panicked. She was powerless. The military training at the police academy a few days ago was completely useless. Tong Hua could not see the surroundings, and he looked carefully at the child in his stomach. She was too young. Tong Hua could not help but mock herself. Every time she got pregnant, she would encounter such a thing. Every time she got pregnant, she was kidnapped and treated rudely. And the child was fine. Only the last one left because of Su Minglang's rudeness.

The car's windows were tightly shut, and she could feel the sound of it speeding on the road, but she could not tell where it was going. From the air in the carriage, she could feel that there were about three or four men in the carriage, each of whom did their own duty, barely speaking or touching her, leaving her unable to think about their intentions.

She took a breath and couldn't see it anyway. She closed her eyes and took a short rest. After a while, the car finally stopped after a bumpy road. Tong Hua guessed that it had been at least two or three hours since she left the villa.

What made her laugh and cry was that she curled up in the car and slept soundly without dreaming. Should we say that we are lenient, or should we scold ourselves for being bold?

"Here we are. Get out of the car!" A man tugged at her arm and pulled her fiercely.

It was inconvenient for her hands to be tied, so she hesitated to move. When she landed on the ground steadily, she felt the surroundings in a daze.

The air was a little salty, wet, and faintly fishy. Could it... Have reached the beach? Or in other words, she had already left london?

"Come on, follow -" the man urged again.

Tong Hua lowered his head slightly, trying to distinguish the ground. But her head mask was so tightly wrapped that she could do nothing but breathe. As she walked forward, her long hair was covered by a black hood, and the exposed part was spread over her shoulders, blown up by the night wind.

Bang, bang, bang - after a flurry of footsteps, a group of people walked up the stairs.

Once again, her long hair was blown by the wind, and she was pushed into a long corridor. At the end of the corridor, the room was brightly lit.

Tong Hua raised her chin slightly. Through the black hood, she could feel the light, but could not see the environment clearly.

Suddenly a voice shouted, "Who is it?"

Tong Hua listened attentively with his ears raised. Next to her, a man whispered, "Brother tiger, someone has brought it." The tone of this voice was obviously fawning.

"Why are you here? Lord jue has been waiting for a long time." The person who asked complained unhappily.

"Hehe, brother hu is right!"

The two of them said a few words, and then a rustling sound came from Tong Hua's ear, as if the other party was checking something. She guessed that the lord was a great man, and that he would have to go through a strict inspection before he could meet him.

The doubt in his heart grew thicker and thicker. It seemed that tonight's trip was not simple.

After "Checking himself out," the man who called brother tiger looked at Tong Hua, who was wearing a headdress but had a calm posture, and was not uncomfortable. He sneered and said," take it in. Don't let lord jue wait too long."

"Yes, yes, brother hu has worked hard."

"You brat, don't flatter me. What if lord jue hears you?"

"I understand..."

The few people who brought tong liang over smiled and sounded very respectful and fawning. Who were these people? Tong Hua's heart grew heavier and heavier as he walked.

After about ten minutes of walking, the rest of them were left outside by brother hu, only he and two people, one pushing Tong Hua carefully into the room.

There was not much furniture in the room and it looked empty and desolate. There was only one person in the huge room.

A man, or rather, a man with a straight back.

The man was very tall. He stood behind the door, his tall body shrouded in the light, looking thoughtfully at the dark sky outside the window. The cigarette in his left hand had been lit, but he did not smoke it. He only flicked it with his long and energetic fingers, as if he was thinking, and as if he was playing with the fireworks at his fingertips.

A few of them entered the room, and when they saw the situation, they all stopped briefly.

In the end, it was the man called brother tiger who respectfully called out, "Lord!"

"You brought it?" The man asked faintly.

"Yes. I brought it here."

The man narrowed his sharp eyes and slowly turned his head. His cold eyes were dark and cold, like an abyss that could not be seen.

"Well done! Go get the reward!"

"Thank you, lord!" A few people fawned on him.

The man raised his hand and flicked the cigarette in his hand. After a graceful and accurate arc, the cigarette fell steadily into an ashtray two meters away. At the same time, a snake-shaped ring on his left index finger also flashed a cold halo in this action.

"All go down."

"But, lord..." The tiger looked at him and hesitated.

His eyes turned and the man's brows were sharp and his voice was harsh. "Get down!"

"Yes, sir -!" After eating the shriveled tiger, he turned around and looked at the two other people's cowardice. He flew up and kicked, "Get out of here!"

"Yes, yes, yes..." In a chorus of yes, yes, yes, yes, the door was soon shut.

Tong Hua's heart sank.

She thought, it was all the prelude, and now the topic has officially opened. Who is this man called lord jue? What exactly did he bring her here for, or he might soon unravel it.

The man stood there, quietly looking at the woman sitting on the chair.

She didn't struggle, she didn't move, and she didn't feel a bit embarrassed. On a delicate and graceful figure, a bunch of seaweed-like hair fell loosely to her waist and stuck to her thin skirt. The curves were light, the waist was slender and graceful, the concave part was not fully grasped, the convex part was rich and graceful, the sitting posture was languid and elegant.

That feeling, she was not tied up, but to attend the state banquet, a pure natural demon!

The man's sharp brows narrowed slightly, signaling the tiger to remove the cloth from her mouth.

"Aren't you afraid?"

"I'm afraid!" Tong Hua's mouth was sore and soft. He took a deep breath and moved his mouth up and down.

The man's eyes fell on the woman in front of him. He looked at her seductive posture, but his expression was very faint. After a moment, he calmly approached, put his hand on her shoulder, and gently hooked his thin lips, as if speaking in a bewitching voice.

"But you don't look scared!"

"Really?" Tong Hua couldn't see and his heart was beating wildly.

"Yes." The man's voice suddenly softened, and it even sounded like some kind of affectionate temptation. "I feel very defeated by your appearance."

Tong Hua's heart thumped so hard that she immediately stopped talking. She was in a dark state for a long time, and her ears were unusually sensitive.

The man's voice seemed to be deliberately low and heavy. In her cold voice, she suddenly had a kind of deja vu illusion. However, that feeling disappeared in an instant. When he thought about it again, he could not find any trace.

She didn't ask him who he was, because it was such a stupid question.

The next second, she chuckled and replied, "What should we do?"

"I'll teach you." As he spoke in a deep voice, the man's dry palms touched her face. At the moment when her body stiffened, he grabbed her waist without warning and pressed her body against it. He did not remove her headgear, but lowered his head and gently traced her neck with his warm lips and tongue. His strong and strong body held her tightly, so that she could not move at all and could only bear his offer.

"What are you doing?" Almost subconsciously, Tong Hua yelled out.

The man smiled coldly, then grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. He put one leg on the chair she had just sat on, then split her legs open and spread them on both sides of his thigh.

"What are you trying to do, me?"

The softness of her body rubbed against the man's legs. Tong Hua was powerless to struggle, unable to get rid of it, and her heart was filled with shame and anger. But after a little calming down, she stopped struggling. The more she struggled, the more contact she would have with him, and the more embarrassed she would be.

Besides, what was he going to do with the fish? Could she have a better idea? Her frightened heart sank and she laughed sarcastically.

"I didn't expect a pregnant woman like me to be so interested in men. Is that my honor?"

The man lowered his head and kissed her smooth neck with his lips. His voice was very soft. "You're still... Making me feel like a failure. Woman, can't you cooperate?"

"Do you need me to scream?" Tong Hua asked faintly.

"Yes." The man's voice was full of passion and lust.

Tong Hua sneered and said calmly, "I'm sorry. According to a study in the american psychological journal, when a woman is being raped, the more she struggles and screams, the more intense a man's animal sex becomes, and the more sexual pleasure a man feels. So, since the results are the same, why should I give you psychological satisfaction?! If you like it, you can have a dried female corpse!"

"Dried female corpse, not bad either." The man's voice was tinged with lust.

His hand, however, slid down her back, lifted her skirt, and landed on her silky white thigh. He caressed, pinched, rubbed, and the rhythm was gentle and moderate. It was a flirtatious action, but there was no warmth in it. He was as cold as an executioner.

The hand with the snake-head ring felt cold and moved up a little, slowly approaching the edge of her underpants...

When her heart stopped, Tong Hua almost screamed out loud. The creepy feeling made her skin crawl up one layer at a time.

The little face under the hood was already pale, but she gritted her teeth so hard that she did not make a sound and remained silent, like a corpse waiting to be executed.

Unexpectedly, in the second of contact, the man suddenly smiled, "Dried female corpse, it's really boring, you win!"

With that said, just as Tong Hua's stiff body was about to fall to the ground, he picked her up again, put down the hem of her skirt, put her back on the chair, turned around and shouted at the door, "Tiger!"

"I'm here -" very soon, the man named tiger carefully poked his head in. "Sir, are you looking for me?!"

"Call Su Minglang!" The man said coldly, his feelings and desires no longer half gone, and he became the executioner again.

"Yes! Lord!" The tiger answered.

His pursed lips quivered slightly, and Tong Hua remained motionless in his chair, quietly listening to them. She looked as calm as an outsider, as if everything in front of her had nothing to do with her.

He glanced at her and the tiger looked at the man.

"Lord jue, the phone is connected -"

"You come!" The man lit another cigarette and sat not far away.

"Okay!" The tiger looked at his cold face, one hand holding the phone, the other hand suddenly grabbed Tong Hua's long hair, and gave a wry smile.

"Hello, Suzongcai?"

The pain from her scalp made Tong Hua clench her lips, not knowing if they wanted her to hear it on purpose. The tiger's phone was on speakerphone. So, Tong Hua quickly heard Su Minglang's familiar voice from the other end of the phone.

"I am. Who are you?"

The tiger chuckled. "It doesn't matter who I am. Su Minglang, the important thing is that your wife is now in my hands."

Su Minglang snorted, his voice as cold as ever. "Tell me, what's the condition?"

"Terms?" Is it too professional?

The tiger did not seem to be very good at negotiation, much less expected that he would answer so readily. He looked helplessly at the cold man sitting next to him, and only with a nod of his head did he laugh out loud as planned.

Suzongcai, since you are so forthright, the brothers will not be unkind. As long as you hand over all the technical information on this listing project, we guarantee that your woman will return it to you intact. Otherwise..."

Speaking of this, to increase the effect, he smiled grimly and did not continue.

On the phone, Su Minglang's voice was so flat that it didn't fluctuate at all. At the very least, Tong Hua did not detect any signs of anxiety or worry.

"How about that?"

"Well, why don't you guess? Hehe, men have too many ways to deal with women. But either way, I believe it's not what you, Suzongcai, would like to see. What do you think?"

Almost without hesitation, Su Minglang's cold voice came over with a piercing coldness.

"Do you think I will be threatened by you?"

"Well..." The tiger smiled wryly. "It depends on how much you love your wife."

On the phone, there was the first silence.

Tong Hua's heartbeat suddenly quickened, not as normal as before. As if pressed down by a large stone, her breathing gradually became sluggish, an indescribable emotion burning fiercely in the depths of her heart, burning more and more vigorously. She didn't know what Su Minglang would say, but she knew that if he really wanted to save her life with something like this public offering that had cost countless people's lives, he wouldn't necessarily agree.

There was silence... The phone was silent all the time, and there seemed to be a dead silence over there.

Is he hesitating, or is he considering value?

Tong Hua's breathing became more and more nervous. The mood was getting more and more contradictory. On the one hand, he hoped that he would put the overall situation first and not agree to such unreasonable demands. On the other hand, she had the selfishness of a little woman. Whether she changed or not, she wanted him to blurt it out, or she was more important than business.

Time seemed to have suddenly become long.

A moment of silence passed, and just as her chest was numb from embarrassment, Su Minglang's still pleasant, magnetic voice came from the other side of the phone. "I want to hear my wife's voice first."

After swallowing a little, Tong Hua, who had been silent all this time, had an inexplicable sour look in his eyes.

"That's easy. No problem." The tiger readily agreed, and soon came over and put the phone close to Tong Hua's ear.

"Come on, beauty, say something to your husband."

Tong Hua's heart was beating so fast that he couldn't say a word when he thought of the humiliation he had just received.

"Tong Hua, are you there?"