She Really Hates

"Be careful!"

Song Zhiyi is very sensitive to sound.

Long before Han Yuming made a sound, she heard the wind behind her, swooped to the side to avoid it, and turned her head to see the person who was sneaking behind her.

As soon as the iron rod fell in the air, the man turned his head and stared at her with dark eyes, blue eyes, a high hooked nose, pale skin, and a distinctly foreign appearance. On the collar and cuffs of the clothes, a corner of the large tattoo is exposed.

The attacker's purpose was too strong, Song Zhiyi quickly screened it in his mind, and almost immediately locked someone.

But there was no time for her to think about it now. The attacker responded quickly, and once he missed a hit, he immediately picked up the iron rod in his hand again! Song Zhi expected his action, and he was one step faster than him. The anti-wolf spray he took advantage of when dodging just now flashed in front of him, 呲—

The irritating gas spurted out, and the man yelled, his fierce face wrinkled, and he closed his eyes and waved the weapon in his hand indiscriminately.

Song Zhiyi ducked.

The corridor below was already narrow. When the little manager communicated with the security guard, she did not push forward, but stayed behind, at a distance from the back door.

The man who committed the murder did not come alone. He had a stronger companion who was waiting in the back. Seeing that the situation was not good, he said something impatiently and hastily. The man covered his eyes and stopped to stagger. Step aside to give way.

His companion caught up in three or two steps, and was about to pull Song Zhiyi's arm!

But his hand was in vain.

No matter how slow Han Yuming was, it was time.

He knew that he couldn't get a good deal with the two strong men, so he hurriedly grabbed Song Zhiyi and dragged her behind him.

In desperation, he exerted too much energy. After letting go, Song Zhiyi lost his balance and hit the open iron door. With a grunt, the mobile phone in his hand slipped, rolled twice on the ground, and rolled into the junk pile.

At this time, there was no time to look for the mobile phone, and Han Yuming in front of him suddenly scolded the standard country in pain.

Song Zhiyi looked at him conditionedly, and his expression that was still cold and calm before changed suddenly - the strong man later held a knife in his hand, and Han Yuming's arm was slashed a lot, and the blood that came out instantly killed him. The sleeves were wet and tickled to the ground.

Of course Song Zhiyi wasn't afraid of blood.

At that time, when she encountered a fanatic fan following a car abroad, she dared to do it with a ballpoint pen. She was by no means a timid person. But she was afraid that something would happen to Han Yuming - he was Meng Xi's child!

Compared with Meng Xi and Su Yuan, their relationship will only be better.

Her heart was suddenly suspended, and the foreign strong man saw the blood, but he didn't attack any further, just wanted to pass Han Yuming to catch her.

And Han Yuming had a meal, but he was not afraid of death, and he slammed the lame bench that was full of ashes next to it!

The strong man flashed an angry curse.

Han Yuming wasn't that stupid, and now he realized that the two were coming for Song Zhiyi.

He didn't want to fight, he turned around and pushed Song Zhiyi while hissing in pain and was about to run - he didn't run away! At this time, the advantage of long hands and feet was shown, and the strong man grabbed his shoulders and pinched it!

The eye at the back was sprayed by the anti-wolf spray, and at this time, he also slowed down, and murmured to come up to help.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Han Yuming gritted his teeth and pushed Song Zhiyi out in front of him! Quickly closed the door.

He moved quickly at a critical moment, and he was finished in the blink of an eye. Song Zhiyi staggered a step, and when he turned around again, the door was already closed tightly. soft sound.

How could the duo who visited the hotel in the past not notice such a big movement? He returned with a puzzled face.

The manager asked nervously, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Call the police." Song Zhiyi said concisely, gritted his teeth slightly, "Han Yuming was inside, he was beaten, and the other party had a knife in his hand."

"…what?"

Song Zhiyi's fingertips were cold. She ignored the shocked manager and said to the security guard named Xiao Lang, "Where's the phone? Call the police! Do you have the key to the back door?"

"Oh, oh..." Xiao Lang came back to his senses, quickly dialed the number, and took time to answer her, "No, I don't have a key."

The manager just wanted to stop - the police came to handle the case, how much will affect the business! Moreover, a vicious case has occurred, and most bars will be closed for review. How can he, the person in charge, have good fruit to eat? But when he thought of the identity of the person inside, he broke down in a cold sweat and started to make a phone call—the captain of the security guard and asked him to find someone quickly; then he called the boss again to explain the reason.

Song Zhiyi did everything he could, listening to the movement inside, slammed the door twice. She didn't know whether the other party could understand Chinese, but she could definitely understand English: "You are here to find me! Let him go, I am waiting for you here!"

Suddenly there was no sound inside.

But at this time, no sound is more terrifying than sound. Song Zhiyi asked, "Han Yuming? Are you still here!"

No one responded to her.

Song Zhiyi's heart suddenly sank, like a cold iron block falling.

The manager and Xiao Lang also panicked. Since the back door could not be opened, the manager said, "Let's go over now. I asked the security guard to guard the door, they can't get out!"

They drilled into the side alley with familiarity and took a shortcut back to the bar.

Song Zhiyi followed behind, but the alley was full of debris, and the road was not easy to walk. The first two walked fast, and she gradually fell. Passing a fork in an alley, a figure appeared behind her and grabbed her by the shoulders.

Song Zhiyi froze all over.

"do not move."

The man spoke in a low voice, with an awkward accent, and the cold sharpness pressed against her lower back.

"...I'm not moving." Song Zhiyi only understood the current situation in just a short moment, and he didn't move, and asked in turn, "What do you want to do?"

The two people in front hurried out of the alley, completely unaware that she, who was behind, was being held hostage.

The man with the knife didn't answer her question, and said succinctly, "Let's go."

Song Zhiyi judged the situation and did not do any extra resistance. He led him to avoid surveillance and walked to a van, where a white man with brown hair and green eyes descended and tied her hands with ropes before pushing her into the car.

The smell in the car was messy and unpleasant. Although Song Zhiyi was attentive, she was not a full-time investigator and found no clues, but she also guessed who did it.

Tao Fei, this smiling tiger... how courageous.

Meng Xi's heart skipped a beat.

Her unease came without warning. She took out her phone and looked at it. Song Zhiyi hadn't replied yet.

The last one was that she mentioned the door of the bar, and then she received someone to chat again, and then Meng Xi asked her how she was after a while, but so far there has been no reply.

They won't have any trouble, will they? Meng Xi was thinking of calling and asking, and Han Yuming's number was dialed.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and was a little amused by her overthinking: "Hello? Did you receive someone?"

"…"

"...Han Yuming?"

"Mr. Meng, it's me... He Jingyi."

Miss He's difficult voice came from the receiver.

She doesn't sound in great shape.

Meng Xi was confused about her intentions, and was a little uneasy, and asked politely, "Oh, Miss He. Are you okay?"

"He and I…"

Miss He seemed to be a little confused, and after organizing her words for a while, she said, "Yu Ming has been injured a little, and now he has been sent to the hospital..."

Meng Xi was taken aback: "Injured? Is it serious?" She suddenly realized that something was wrong, "Why did you call me? Where's Song Zhiyi?"

It was impossible for Song Zhiyi not to notify her when such an accident happened suddenly.

unless…

Sure enough, Miss He went on to say, "Sister Zhiyi... I don't have your phone number. He gave me the phone and asked me to tell you... Sister Zhiyi..."

"What happened to her? You make it clear!"

Meng Xi held the phone and listened to her hesitating and hesitating. She couldn't understand her words.

"Miss He, give me your phone." The person next to her probably couldn't listen anymore and asked her to pass the phone.

"Meng Xi, I'm Tong Dong."

A slightly familiar female voice said, "Calm down and listen to me, Song Zhiyi was kidnapped by several foreigners here, and we have already called the police... Don't worry! Don't hang up, I have something else to think about. Tell you…"

She paused and said slowly, "I was in this bar today and saw someone contact those foreigners."

…foreigners.

How could Meng Xi not be in a hurry, but she didn't completely lose her mind, and asked instead, "Who? Tao Fei?"

"...Yes, it seems that you know who it is."

Tong Dong paused because of her cold tone, but continued through gritted teeth, "He came to meet President Zhang, I left halfway, I don't know what they talked about... But I may know that he will Where should Song Zhiyi take it?"

"what do you want?"

Meng Xi didn't want to go around in circles with her when every second counted.

They all called the police. This kind of information is not provided to the police. I called her alone and told her that I definitely wanted something.

However, as soon as she said this, Tong Dong was silent for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "Meng Xi, you don't need to think of me as such a villain. I admit that I had ulterior motives for approaching you deliberately before, and Song Zhiyi... Last time I was a little bit too. It's not pleasant. But I'm not that bad, so I won't take advantage of it at this time. It's just... I'm here after all, and revealing their information to you will get you into trouble, so I just want you to promise me. Safety."

"Okay, I see."

No matter if this is her real thought, or whether Meng Xi is going to retreat, she doesn't have time to pay attention now, so she took a deep breath and said:

"I'll promise, now, tell me what you know."

When the van started, someone covered Song Zhiyi's eyes with a black cloth.

She couldn't see the road, but she could feel that the car was not driving smoothly, and there were often scratches, as if she was drilling into a corner, and she changed cars several times in the middle.

The surroundings became quieter and quieter, and the road conditions gradually became bumpy.

Song Zhiyi was dragged out of the car for the last time, and stepped into the wet ground with one foot. The splashed water touched his ankles, it was cool, like wet mud.

The person leading the way in front was holding the rope that tied her hand, and there were people behind her who pushed her from time to time, urging impatiently.

Song Zhiyi followed obediently. Her eyes were tied too tightly, it was pitch black, and no one reminded her. After she almost tripped over the stairs, she stepped on the low threshold, as if walking into a certain house. Behind her, there was a movement of the door being closed neatly.

The man behind roughly tore the cloth covering her eyes.

The bright incandescent lamp was turned on, Song Zhiyi avoided it, frowning slightly, and half-closed his eyes to relieve the discomfort, because of the stimulation of the light, the eye sockets became physiologically moist.

The heels of the leather shoes lightly stepped on the marble floor tiles, and the slow footsteps were quite calm.

A huge shadow fell, Song Zhiyi smelled the disgusting smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the man's black leather shoe uppers that reflected the light appeared in his line of sight.

"Song, I didn't expect it." She raised her eyes slightly and saw Tao Fei's friendly face, "We meet again so soon."

"…"

Song Zhiyi bit her lip and glanced around in a panic.

It seems to be a small flat, they are standing in the living room, the curtains are drawn tightly, there are several big white men scattered around the room, the two who kidnapped her are standing in line, some people are bulging around their waists... They have guns in their hands .

She finally looked at Tao Fei, who was in a suit and leather shoes. He looked at her calmly and seemed to be expecting her reaction.

"...Mr. Tao, what are you doing?"

Song Zhiyi's voice trembled slightly, and there were some physiological teardrops in the corners of his eyes. She has always been good at taking advantage of her appearance.

Tao Fei really thought she was frightened, and hummed: "What do I want to do? It depends on how much that little **** of the Meng family cares about you! Since she insisted on killing them like this, she broke my foundation here. Then don't blame me for digging her heart—"

When he said this, his face twisted violently with anger.

Song Zhiyi knew that this matter had nothing to do with Meng Xi, and he wouldn't believe it, let alone let her go.

What she is most worried about now is Han Yuming, who tentatively asked: "Mr. Tao, if you want to take revenge on Meng Xi, what's the use of arresting me? Besides, no matter how powerful you are outside the country, you can kill and kidnap here. Don't you fear... Are you being held accountable?"

"kill?"

When Tao Fei heard these two words, her brows twitched, and she looked unhappily at the two strong men who brought her over.

One of the two said something in his ear, and his face slowly softened: "...It's really not convenient to operate in China. But no matter how bright the sun is, there will always be shadows, and I still have some way to go. Hmph, I would like to thank her Meng Xi for cutting off my worries, and when I take you out of the border, the Meng family's hand won't stretch that long!"

He spoke ruthlessly, but Song Zhiyi had a bottom line in his heart.

Han Yuming should be fine. Moreover, the light in the bar was dim and ambiguous, Tao Fei probably didn't recognize him at all, otherwise he would hurt the young master of the Han family, how could he be so leisurely? The Han family will definitely not let him off the hook.

She put this matter aside for a while, bit her lip, as if she completely believed what he said, and said softly with a pale face: "...Mr. Tao, in the end, it is the Meng family who offended you, so why are you making trouble for me? I'm not ignorant. If you want to deal with Meng Xi..."

"Song, you are indeed a smart person."

Tao Fei raised her chin with fat fingers and shook her head, "That's why I don't believe you. Don't blame me, blame your girlfriend—keep her in the inner room and wait for a response. When people come, we'll go."

Song Zhiyi was taken away by the two strong men who tied her here.

Tao Fei didn't deal with her now. Although the house where she was locked was simple, it was still clean. Probably very confident that she couldn't run away, they untied the rope from her hand, and as soon as the door closed, it was locked inside with a chain.

Song Zhiyi's hand had been tied for a long time, and it was already congested and numb.

She rubbed her wrists and looked around the house, but found no breakthrough, the windows were all blocked. She was afraid that there were monitors installed in the house, and she knew that the other party had a gun in his hand. The best way was to wait for the police to come, sit down against the wall, and did not act rashly.

But as time passed by, it was difficult for Song Zhiyi's heart to calm down.

Meng Xi…

what is she doing now? Did you find her missing?

It was not the first time that Song Zhiyi had encountered such a dangerous situation, but it was the first time that at such a juncture, what he thought most about was the unimportant memories on weekdays.

She thought that before going out in the afternoon, Meng Xi was at the porch and had been dragging with Sprite who wanted to go out for a long time.

The fluffy Samoyed bit her sleeve, and finally tore the sleeve, and the black eyes still showed innocence. Meng Xi was so angry that he wanted to beat it, but Song Zhiyi stood outside the door watching, and couldn't help laughing.

Meng Xi spent a long time shutting the dog in the door. She turned around and saw that she was out of the matter. kiss her...

…

Song Zhiyi didn't know how long it took.

She was in a dark room, and her hearing was particularly sensitive.

boom!

There seemed to be gunshots coming from outside across the heavy wall. Song Zhiyi didn't hesitate, stood up and walked slowly to the door. But then she couldn't hear any sound, and after a long while, someone knocked on the door in front of her.

The author has something to say: updated! Adjusted the status a little, try to finish it this week~