Chatper 74 (1/2)

He took off all the clothes on his body, Song Weiyi sternly looked away, scolding Sheng Zhenguo old pervert in his heart, crazy.

The empty and quiet room made Song Weiyi a little desperate, but if she could move now, she wouldn't be in such a situation of being held hostage by someone. If something really happened today, what face would she have to face Pei Yibai?

"What? Looking at me, thinking about your husband?" Old Sheng smiled coldly, stretched out his hand to pinch Song Weiyi's chin, and there was a kind of madness in his eyes that Song Weiyi had never seen before.

"You let me go and take your dirty hands away."

"Dirty hands? It's your luck that I can take a fancy to you."

I'll go to your uncle's luck, "Sheng Zhenguo, you'd better pray that you don't fall into my hands, otherwise I will make you pay a thousand times the price, and make you unable to live or die."

Song Weiyi was so mad that he yelled at Old Sheng without hesitation.

When the time comes, she will definitely pluck Sheng Zhenguo's skin, so that he can fully understand the price of being humiliated.

"Hehe, I just like your choking personality. It's cool and hot enough. If you shout louder, the more you shout, the more excited I will be. However, no matter how loud you shout, it won't help , because no one can hear you, and no one can save you." Sheng Lao climbed onto the bed, raised Song Weiyi's hands above his head, and squinted himself down.

Song Weiyi felt his skin sticking to her hand, she almost vomited, she wanted to push her foot over, but her whole body was limp, but she couldn't exert force.

Seeing him tearing off his pants, Song Weiyi burst out his throat and let out a loud roar, staring at Old Sheng with both eyes.

The sudden voice shocked Old Sheng, and when he saw Song Weiyi's face clearly, his movements even stopped.

That pretty face was the same as before, touching and crimson.

But the difference is that this time, a smear of blood slowly overflowed from the corner of Song Weiyi's mouth, little by little, and his chin and neck were slowly stained red with blood.

Old Sheng looked at her in disbelief, "Did you bite your tongue?"

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At the bar, Zhao Mengmeng waited for more than ten minutes and Song Weiyi hadn't come back. Gradually, she realized that something was wrong.

She called Song Weiyi, but the phone was turned off immediately.

And looking for someone in the direction of the bathroom, Song Weiyi was nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Mengmeng's hands were dripping with cold sweat, something really happened, right?

After a while, Song Weiyi was not found. Zhao Mengmeng was in a hurry and went to the bar to watch the surveillance.

But at the gate, two people sneakily took a girl away.

Although the movements were cryptic, Zhao Mengmeng saw it, and it was indeed Song's only one.

It was almost time to board the plane, Pei Yibai put away the computer and just came out of the coffee shop.

A stranger called. He frowned, and didn't want to answer it. After a while, another text message came in.

Pei Yibai opened it, his face changed instantly.

"Pei Yibai, I'm Zhao Mengmeng. The only one who disappeared was just now. She couldn't be reached by phone and was taken away."

"Damn it." Pei Yibai pinched the phone, his face livid.