Chapter 440 - Chapter 440: Injury (7) (1/2)

Chapter 440: Injury (7)

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Anhao was still wondering how Rong Qian had gotten Zuo Hancheng’s number. However, after the call was dialed, she glanced at the phone beside her ear and saw that the number was accurate. She looked at Rong Qian again in bafflement.

At the same time, Rong Qian also glanced at Anhao, who was also injured. Seeing her probing eyes on him, he immediately rolled his eyes at her.”Just let him save you. Don’t worry about me.”

Anhao’s mouth suddenly twitched.” You’re so full of yourself, I didn’t plan to control you!” It’s all thanks to you that I was inexplicably kidnapped here!

Bastard!”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of a call getting through. Ignoring Rong Qian’s face that was as black as a pot lid, Anhao’s heart was filled with mixed feelings. Was she really going to let Zuo Hancheng use the ransom to save her?

These men were too good at fighting. She and Rong Qian had fought with them for a long time, but they could not break out of the encirclement. In the end, the two of them were exhausted and pressed down here. If Zuo Hancheng saw this miserable situation, he did not know what would happen!

The phone rang for seven to eight times before it was finally picked up. Anhao’s heart was lifted high.

“Hello?”

The moment she heard Zuo Hancheng’s voice over the phone, Anhao took a deep breath. Should she ask him to ignore her and call the police, or should she ask him to save her with money?

Zuo Hancheng’s money was also her money, 30 million!

Why should he give it to this bastard for free?

Moreover, she was dragged down by Rong Qian! Was she innocent?

Before she could finish her consideration, the burly man in front of her suddenly stuck a dagger to her already injured face, his eyes threatening.

Anhao glared at Rong Qian, who was tied up and lying beside her, angrily. When she met Rong Qian’s thoughtful gaze, she rolled her eyes and was about to speak into the phone when a voice suddenly came from the other end of the phone,””Cold City…What’s wrong?”

Anhao’s hesitant expression instantly turned stiff because the phone was on loudspeaker mode. Rong Qian, who heard the voice, also frowned with a complicated expression.

That was…

It was Rong Xue’s voice.

The voice that came from the other side of the phone was like a bolt from the blue that struck Anhao’s heart.