Chatper 1970 (1/2)

Ever since, curiosity made Thirteen walk towards the cemetery, she passed through the black wrought iron gate, and entered the bushes first.

It is strange to say that in this kind of place, there are bushes that are only found in the east.

"Thirteen!" A male voice sounded.

Thirteen subconsciously turned his head and met a face. A face covered with scars, those eyes were as red as those of a beast.

As a killer, Shisan knew what the murderous aura on his body represented.

Thirteen clenched his fists, and when he was about to strike, the opponent suddenly backed up, turned around, and ran wildly in another direction like a black panther.

However, Thirteen did not follow.

She guessed that this was the other party's trick, and she must not fall for it.

But Thirteen was wrong, this time the opponent didn't turn the tiger away from the mountain.

When she decided not to chase, there was a professional tranquilizer gun behind her.

Bang, not a big one.

The anesthesia needle pierced directly into Thirteen's thigh.

When Thirteen felt the pain, his legs could no longer move.

And she wanted to open her mouth to call someone, and let the man behind her cover her mouth with a handkerchief, her eyes went dark, and Shisan no longer felt.

Thirteen had never been so weak, she hated this feeling.

Naihe could only lose to darkness in the end.

When Shisan woke up again, she was already in the car, her legs were bound with iron chains, and she couldn't break free at all, and her hands were tied behind her back with black tape.

Her spirit was very bad, her whole body was weak, and she could only hear those people talking.

As if talking about something related to her.

"Is this woman really what the boss wants?" A man said.