Chapter 2 "Baby, are you a joke invited by the monkey?"

The man chuckled and said casually, "I can only pay with your lives."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fired several shots.

Before Wen Ran could react, he felt the hand holding his arm loosen.

The strong body fell to the ground and hit her leg instantly.

Some warm liquid splashed on her calf, which was sticky.

Her scalp was numb from the unprecedented fear and excitement.

As if all the strength had been drained from his body, his legs gave out and he fell to the ground.

She was so scared that she half-opened her mouth but didn't utter a single syllable.

My head was buzzing and confused.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, not even the groan after being shot.

The sound of the car door opening was amplified exponentially at this moment.

His fingers dug into his wrist.

The sharp pain forced her to calm down.

The other party didn't kill her!

That means there's more to talk about!

The sound of footsteps was approaching.

She raised her head nervously.

A man in combat boots was walking toward her.

Following those proud long legs, narrow waist and wide shoulders, Wen Ran almost raised her head to the extreme to see the man's face clearly.

At first glance, all attention was uncontrollably taken away by those eyes.

The eye sockets are deep and the eyelashes are long and thick.

The sunlight fell on those azure eyes, shining brightly, like a blue ocean sprinkled with a layer of diamonds.

The man seemed to be aware of Wen Ran's peeping and looked over with lowered eyes.

When the corners of his mouth were raised, his eyes also curved up.

It seems to be a smile but not a smile, and it is fascinating.

It makes people take off all their guard for no reason, charming and dangerous.

At this time, the woman sitting on the hood propped herself up and walked over.

I took two random photos of the robbers with my mobile phone and uploaded them to the Nanzhou Military Network.

The machine said: "The two Hongtong people have been killed."

Then her eyes fell on Wen Ran.

The tone was indifferent, as if he was talking about what to eat for a while.

"She should be with them, boss, should you shoot and kill her?"

Shoot, kill

Wen Ran's pupils shrank, and his rationality returned.

It stands to reason that when a person hears this, his first reaction is to refute that he and the robbers are not the same group.

However, this woman spoke Nanzhou dialect!

It was still a local dialect with a strong accent!

In this situation, Wen Ran had to wonder if she was testing her.

Because few Chinese people learn Nanzhou dialect.

After all, communication in places where trade and tourism are conducted is in Chinese or Chinese.

Even her grandfather, who was doing business in Nanzhou, only knew a few basic Nanzhou dialects.

And she, an ordinary person who came to Nanzhou for the second time, was proficient in Nanzhou dialect.

How could she explain it?

Moreover, the reason why she learned Nanzhou dialect in the first place was ridiculous even to herself.

So Wen Ran didn't want to cause trouble, so she pretended not to understand and explained according to her own logic.

"I am Chinese and was kidnapped by them at the airport. If you can take me to a safe place, I will give you a reward!

Although there is not 200 million, I can get 10 million if I sell my old house! If it is not enough, I will think again There's a way!"

The girl's sweet voice was filled with urgency, taking sincerity and harmlessness to the extreme.

No one can be hard-hearted after hearing this.

The man looked like he had heard and yet not heard. He raised his hand and took a drag on his cigarette lazily.

Time seemed to be lengthened and slowed down by his casual attitude.

The thin, well-proportioned lips opened a gap.

Thin white smoke poured out, blurring his face, making it even harder to guess what he was thinking.

"People from China."

The man spoke in Chinese.

The fluent local accent made Wen Ran's heart feel hot.

But those blue eyes that were not characteristic of Chinese people made her dare not take it lightly.

Wen Ran felt uneasy, but responded firmly.

The man then half squatted down.

With the movement, the lean muscles tightened under the camouflage uniform.

Outline smooth lines with distinct line blocks.

The overwhelming sense of oppression was in sharp contrast to that charming face that looked a little boyish, but it fit perfectly.

The man sneered lightly, "ID"

Wen Ran was stunned, and his heart, which had finally calmed down, started to panic again.

She knows very well how important things like passports and ID cards that can prove one's identity are in war-torn countries.

But, she didn't...

No matter how rich her imagination was, she never imagined that robbers would blow up a private plane and kidnap her. The plane was rented by her grandfather, and she didn't know whether to compensate...

Wen Ran hesitated, Luan Nuo There was uneasiness in his voice, and he spoke cautiously: "Yes, it's in the bag on the plane."

"That means it's gone." The man's tone was calm, but there was a coolness of unknown meaning.

Wen Ran suddenly felt an indescribable sense of crisis.

At this moment, the man was planning to give up on her!

"I am really Chinese! I can prove it!"

"Oh" the man made a sound from his throat, seeming to encourage her to continue speaking.

But his body slowly stood up, as if he was about to get up and leave.

Wen Ran knew that what she was going to say next would definitely sound like a lunatic to people who didn't understand.

But she really couldn't think of any other way to prove her identity.

She doesn't want to die.

This man is obviously friendly to Chinese people.

This is her only hope of survival in this war-torn country.

No matter what, she had to catch it!

She took a deep breath and said everything she could think of.

"I love you walking alone in the dark alley - I love the way you don't kneel down!

One hundred and eighty cups of palace jade liquor -

I want to report the illicit affair of Concubine Xi - I will not punish you for messing up the harem!

I, Long Aotian, swear to death Protect Liu Bo'er!

..."

The man was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

Wen Ran didn't dare to say anything, and her little face turned red from nervousness and embarrassment.

She stared at the man through the tiny gap exposed in the blindfold.

At this moment, it was like a knife hanging above his head.

She was so stiff that she didn't even dare to move.

Suddenly, the hand holding the cigarette pinched her cheeks without warning.

The magnetic voice also had a pleasant smile, "Baby, are you the funny boy invited by the monkey?"

Wen Ran:!

He understands! He understands!

The moment hope arose, she was so excited that her whole body trembled slightly. stand up.

In fact, the man didn't quite understand what Wen Ran said.

He just suddenly remembered that he had heard similar Chinese words, which was probably a code, so he answered her casually.

Seeing her look like she had succeeded in using the secret code and survived the disaster, it seemed so stupid and interesting.

Suddenly thinking of something, the man tilted his head slightly.

His eyes dropped to Wen Ran's white and delicate neck, and his other hand frivolously hooked her collar and pressed down.

The skin appears porcelain white and smooth.

There was a hint of amusement in his eyes.

The moment the cool touch touched the collarbone.

Wen Ran trembled with excitement, but did not dare to struggle rashly.

The man took advantage of the situation and loosened his fingers from her collar.

He opened his mouth and made a bad joke, "They didn't touch you and kept you for the New Year."