Chapter 1680: Take or die (2/2)

In the end she thought of something. She stood up quickly and picked up the pillow. She also pulled out a pen from the pillow. She squeezed the pen tightly and lifted up the futon.

Quickly write the words on the pen, if they can find it here, if they can still find these words, maybe they have not been far, they may be rescued.

After writing the words, Yan Huan paved everything else, and she had heard the screams of Sun Yuhan outside, but she was silent for a while. When Yan Huan came out, she saw Arnold holding a sack directly Put up Sun Yuhan.

And she touched her arm. Fortunately, she was not Sun Yuhan. She really didn't want to be put in a sack.

Arnold glanced at Yan Huan. At that time, his eyes were full of warnings, and even those green eyes seemed to be turning red.

Arnold put Sun Yuhan directly on his shoulder and turned and walked away. Yan Huan also followed him. In fact, she thought about it. If she wants to run now, it may take a while. She is also the same as Sun Yuhan. same.

And she is really right, as long as her steps are slightly wrong, Arnold will turn around, and the pupils of the ink color that has changed at this time will also shrink.

Arnold opened the car door, and then arrogantly threw Sun Yuhan inside, and then opened the door to let Sun Yuhan go down.

”Why are you running with her?”

Yan Huan asked Arnold, who had opened the car, obviously didn't like it, and obviously hated it, but why did he have to take it with him?

Arnold drove the car very fast, and he could feel the speed of the car bumping quickly. I don't know where the car is going. It seems to be an old car, but also an old car that nobody paid attention to. If you drive this way, will the car fall apart?

Arnold's voice was as cold as ice.

”Either take it or you'll die.”

Yan Huan didn't ask, and she didn't say anything. She understood what Arnault meant. If that was the case, then take it away. In fact, no one was willing to be killed.

Although Arnold was cruel, he wanted to torture Sun Yuhan, but he didn't really want her life.

Otherwise, Sun Yuhan may have already died, and now she is still alive, just because Arnold really did not think about killing.

Yan Huan is lying on the window of the car. From here, you can see the corner of the Haijiang River. It is a familiar place. However, they are walking farther and farther away from the city center. There seems to be a police car in the ear. The voice, Yan Huan clenched her hands, she could only sit here, but she couldn't do anything for her, and even she didn't even save a sentence.

A team of police cars passed by, and the one driving behind was a Hummer with black self. The license plate number was very good. Yan Huan just watched the Hummer leave, creeping red lips raised, but tasted a sour Sour bitter taste.

It was Lu Yi's car, but the car was gone.