Pampering Handbook of Rich Flowers

Chapter 53 Self-help
Nine fifty.

Shen Ci'en was suppressed by the fat body of the driver. She struggled like crazy, but because her hands were bound, only two legs were left to move freely. The strength she exerted was all limp. Easily suppressed.

Wen Qing quietly came to the edge of the carriage, looked out along the gap of the carriage door, and the driver turned his back to her...

Wen Qing didn't slack off, she carefully relaxed all her movements, moved from the carriage to the ground little by little, as soon as her legs hit the ground, Wen Qing's knees throbbed with pain, and she almost knelt down on the spot due to the pain.

It is estimated that it was the sequelae left when she was thrown to her knees on the ground by the sink at the auction. Wen Qing tried to take a deep breath, gritted her teeth to adapt to the pain, and then looked around the surrounding environment.

This is a desolate suburb with few people, surrounded by wilderness, with nothing but sand and stones and crushed snow mixed with mud. One step away from her, the gangster is twisting his fat and short back and throwing himself on Miss No. 88. She raised her hands up and down in a desperate cry.

Miss No. 88 obviously also saw Wen Qing, and then she struggled and cried even harder, attracting the gangster's full attention.

The gangster didn't think that the two tightly tied little girls could make any splashes, so they were not at all defensive, and even prepared to slowly enjoy the process of humiliating the beauty.

Wen Qing took a deep breath for three seconds, raised her breath, and set her gaze on a stone not far away that was about the size of her head and a half.

Wen Qing herself studied directing, so although she has never been kidnapped, she has watched many movies with this kind of plot, and they all came in handy at this time.

In this situation, if she wants to rely on her own efforts to fight the gangsters, that would be a dream. The current situation is not good, and she only has one chance. She must find the most suitable method to preemptively and solve the gangsters at once.

Wen Qing took her legs, every step she took was painful and limped, but she knew that she couldn't stop, the only hope for her and Miss No. 88 to escape was now in her hands alone.

On the other side, the worse Shen Ci'en screamed, the happier the gangster laughed. As he screamed and screamed, Shen Ci'en's struggle became weaker and weaker. Little by little, he lost the wind. Seeing this small world shrouded in darkness It will turn into hell on earth.

The gangster grinned grimly, and was about to reach out to tear her clothes off. The next second, a shock and severe pain hit his head, and the driver instinctively wanted to turn around to see what was going on.

Wen Qing held up the huge stone, after all, she was afraid of smashing people to death, and when she was about to hit the gangster with it on the back of the head, she subconsciously softened her hands, and the strength in her hand relaxed a little.

Wen Qing was taken aback by the other party's ugly face and gloomy expression, and then realized that it doesn't matter, it's all like this now, today either the gangster will die or she will live, she is soft to the heart, and people may not let go pass her!
Therefore, she immediately gritted her teeth again, ruthlessly slapped the criminal's skull, and then repaired it. This time, she was not relentless at all, and smashed down the stone with all her strength.

bang...

Unprepared, he was hit by boulders twice in succession, and the gangster had no time to react, and finally, as Wen Qing wished, she passed out with her head sideways.

He fell heavily on Shen Ci'en who had stopped resisting and was watching all this with cold eyes.

"Hold up, I'll remove this dirty thing right away."

Seeing that disgusting man fainted, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, and then threw aside the boulder in her hand that was bigger than her head.

Miss No. 88 was still being crushed by the comatose gangster, but the panic and panic that she had deliberately pretended just now disappeared from her face. After a hmm, there was only a calm expression of disgust and disgust on her face.

Wen Qing wanted to kick the gangster away with her foot, but this action caused her to be involved in the wound on her knee.

While taking a deep breath, Wen Qing didn't hesitate, and insisted on kicking the gangster aside, watching him roll into the weed pile next to him like a dead pig, then reached out and lifted Shen Ci'en who was lying on the ground. Helped up.

There were still tears in the corners of Shen Ci'en's eyes, the long hair that had been carefully cared for was now a mess of weeds, the red dress was ravaged to tatters, and the snow-white body was covered with scars and mud.

Under the faint moonlight, this was the first time she saw Wen Qing's face clearly.

The little girl looked soft and weak, and looked much younger than her, but her expression was very firm, which was completely different from the calmness she should have at her age.

"I'm sorry, I wasted a little time looking for the stone, and I have caused you to be wronged."

After Wen Qing helped Shen Ci'en up, she didn't waste any time. While comforting her in a soft voice, she immediately went to untie the rope in her hand. With the light, she would be much more comfortable doing this task again. It didn't take a minute , the rope falls off easily.

"I'm going to strangle that beast!" Shen Ci'en picked up the rope with red eyes, eyes full of hatred, and walked towards the comatose gangster step by step.

Wen Qing didn't persuade her, she was not the one who was wronged, she had no right to stop Miss 88 under such circumstances.

She opened the car door and ran to the driver's seat. Seeing that the key hadn't been pulled out, she felt a little relieved, and then turned her gaze back to Miss No. 88.

Shen Ci'en held the rope and worked hard for a while, but she found that her strength was far from enough to strangle the opponent to death, so she had no choice but to give up, but she was not reconciled, she stared at the gangster for a second, then suddenly stretched out her feet and stepped on his legs Between, followed by a vicious beating.

She kicked so hard that even if the gangster was in a coma, his body curled up into a ball in pain.

Wen Qing silently mourned for the gangster for two seconds. Judging by the strength, it is estimated that the gangster will never have to think about a happy life for the rest of his life.

Shen Ci'en was still puzzled, and jumped twice again viciously, which was considered to be the end of venting her anger. She let out a sigh of relief, then tossed her disheveled hair, showing her first smile since being hijacked. She winked at Wen Qing.

"Grandma finally let out such a bad breath, great!"

Just as Wen Qing was about to say something, a vibrating sound came from the pocket of the comatose gangster, and his cell phone rang.

Shen Ci'en quickly took out the other party's mobile phone, and Wen Qing signaled her to answer the call.

"Old Wei, where are you... No matter where you are, come back quickly with your things and people! Hurry up! We are waiting for you at the base!"

The other party was a man with a rapid voice. After saying a few words, the phone was cut off by him unilaterally.

Wen Qing frowned, the other party's tone didn't sound like contacting an accomplice, but rather like being threatened by someone, full of urgency and fear.

But this is no longer what she should care about. She glanced at the truck and asked Miss No. 88, who had regained her lively posture after venting her emotions: "Can you drive?"

At the Wailanshan Reservoir, surrounded by a dozen men in black with guns, Xiao Wu and his other accomplice huddled together shivering, with half worry and half fear on their faces: "Don't worry, my brother will definitely come back immediately." It takes only 10 minutes to bring people back, no, it shouldn’t take even 10 minutes, it’s only 5 minutes.”

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