"No, don't hit him!" See Mu Son Jin a don't hum, next to these people's fists and feet, the name can a heart immediately be pulled to ache.
He said that he came from a good family and was destined to be noble at the moment he was born. He has never suffered any hardship for so many years, but now he is being beaten by others just for her
"Son Jin, you go, you go quickly, don't mind me!" It's all her fault. If it's not for her, he doesn't need to be bullied by these people! "Go, you go, Zijin, please, go..."
He still didn't hum. When his fists fell on him, he could only bite his teeth and bear it silently, because he didn't bear it. She was the one who was beaten.
In the light of the moon, his face had been bruised, and blood was oozing from the corners of his lips. Little by little, he looked very red in the moonlight
"Son Jin, you go quickly..." This scene came into view. Mingke's nose was sour, and a thin layer of water mist immediately covered her eyes. There was still a stabbing pain on her neck, but she ignored it and begged in a dumb voice: "go, go Zijin, you go... "
Mu Son Jin didn't walk, under this kind of circumstance, how can he walk?
Those people were tired and depressed. Another one kicked him in the leg and finally made him half kneel down. Then he vomited a mouthful of Xingzi and snorted coldly: "dare you beat me! Hum
"Big brother, they have a luxury car there." The man with the knife on Mingke's neck whispered.
Smell speech, a few men ignored one eye, immediately smile: "drive away."
"What do they do?" Asked another.
The man who is called "big brother" looks at Mu Zijin, who has been biting her teeth and doesn't hum. He looks at Mingke again. When she cries, she looks so touching that she can't say it. He is so hot that he waves his hand immediately: "this woman will take her away and take her back to play."
"You dare!" Mu Zi Jin stood up again, glaring at him: "the car you drive away, let people go."
"You dare to talk!" Another man went over and tried to kick him.
But, this time obviously bad luck, Mu Son Jin cold Mou a sink, raised a foot to press down.
Only heard a whine, the man has fallen to the ground, holding his legs can not get up.
"If you dare, I want her..."
Blue shirt man's words haven't spoken yet, Mu Zijin already stares at him, cold voice says: "let her go, the car gives you, this matter is written off, I promise afterwards don't ask you trouble, otherwise, after Dongling certainly won't have your foothold!"
"You Do you scare people? " In fact, the man with blue shirt is a little afraid. After looking at him coldly, I don't know why. It's like being drenched from head to foot with a bucket of ice water. It's so cold.
However, some of his brothers have been kicked and broken by him. We have to avenge this hatred! If even a little white face is afraid, they really don't want to mix in Dongling in the future.
"Big brother, you can't let him go!" Rolling on the ground, the wailing man still held his leg and gritted his teeth: "kill him, and then Then rape the woman first and then kill her. Find a place to bury her! Ouch, it's killing me. Ouch... "
Blue shirt man's knife immediately to name can neck pressure, a more red bloodstain exudation, name can just bite the lip, desperately don't cry out.
The Son Jin has already been like this, this time, she even if can't help, also can't pain shout disorderly his feet.
"You go, find someone to help me..."
"Shut up The man with the blue shirt gave her a shave, and a big palm fell on her collar. Suddenly, he tore off two buttons of her coat, revealing her vast white skin.
"Ah! Let go No matter how hard Mingke tried, she couldn't calm down. Especially when she saw the two men staring at her skin, she couldn't hide her panic: "no! Don't touch me, Zijin... "
"I'm the second young master of Mu family." Mu Zijin's cold voice rang out in the night. He looked at Mingke's pale face. His thin lips were slightly pursed. After a moment's silence, he said in a deep voice: "let her go and tie me back. You can ask for a lot of ransom."
Mu family Second young master! This little white face in front of me is actually Mu's second young master Mu Zijin!
Although the name of Mu Zijin is not as loud as his elder brother Mu Zichuan, because he has not been working in the Mu family, he is not as famous as Mu Zichuan in Dongling. But who knows that the second young master of Mu family is more valuable than the first young master?
Because he is not only the second young master of the Mu family, but also the grandson of the Nangong family, the grandson of nangongyuan! How much is this life worth?
Mingke was a little scared. His eyes full of tears were staring at his gloomy face. At this time, it might be safe for him to disclose his identity. However, after they asked for the ransom, they might not be willing to let him go.
"Zijin..."
"Let her go. I'll go with you. If she gets hurt at all, unless you kill me now, I won't let you go at the ends of the earth." Muzijin's voice is still cold, cold, but indifferent.The four men were bluffed and looked at each other. One of them was suggested to take the car key from Mingke's hand and open the car.
Mu Zijin's wallet is in the car. There is his ID card in the wallet. Mu Zijin is really the name.
The second young master doesn't fall in love with the cover of the magazine. Not many people have seen him. However, it should not be such a coincidence. What's more, the car is really a luxury car. Even if the color is low-key, the value is all Liancheng.
"Brother, what do you say?" Blue shirt man looked at "big brother", eyes flashing.
"Big brother" thought for a moment, and then looked up at Mu Zijin.
He stood there quietly, his eyes locked on the girl from the beginning to the end. This indifferent temperament is really not what ordinary people can cultivate. If you stand at will, you will know that you are from an extraordinary family.
He is the second young master of Mu family, which should be certain.
They didn't dare to think about kidnapping the second young master of Mu family in the past, but today they have offended him to death. Now, it seems that there is no difference between kidnapping and not kidnapping. The only difference is whether they can get money.
At the thought of the white money, the eyes as big as mung bean suddenly widened: "take him away, let this girl go."
In the end, Mingke was left behind and the car was driven away. For fear that she would call the police in the middle of the journey, they would even take away her bag, so they let her walk down the mountain to find the Mu family.
She didn't know how long she had been walking. It was a private villa area. There was no car passing by so late. She walked like this and walked tirelessly. Occasionally, she ran for a while, but she couldn't run any longer. When it was almost dawn, she finally went to the foot of the mountain, went to the public phone booth, and dialed the number Zijin left her.
Less than half an hour later, a low-key luxury car of the same color stopped in front of her. Although she looked calm, she could see that Mu Zichuan, who had an anxious look at his eyes, stepped down from the car, strode to her and held her shoulders in both hands: "where's Zijin? Where is he now? "