Chapter 1801

In the dimly lit room, on the seventh day of the summer, her hands were tightly clasped behind her, her feet were tied, and she couldn't move. Even her mouth was tightly sealed with glue, which put an end to the possibility of her escape.

She can only stare big eyes, looking at the hourglass in front of a little bit flowing, do not know exactly how long, a low voice into the ear.

"Time is coming, I really hope your husband Feng Xun, had better deliver the things in person within the prescribed time..." the old man said here, pointed to the hourglass in front of the seventh day of the summer, and sighed with a faint tone: "otherwise, I really don't know if I have the patience to continue to wait!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he couldn't speak. He could only give a dull cold hum, which represented his disdain to answer.

She longed that Feng Xun would not send her things and step into this trap

Looking at her cold eyes, the old man could not help shaking his head in a funny way. He walked up to her, looked down at the deep part of her eyes, and asked thoughtfully, "on the seventh day of the summer, do you think that even if he doesn't deliver things, I can't do anything for you or your husband?"

He said this, holding her chin, stroking her red and swollen cheek, tut tut exclaimed: "I know you have a lot of courage, but I have lived for so many years and experienced too many things. For your mother's sake, I don't want to be hard on you, so you'd better not force me to do the last step..."

In the early summer, he sneered in his heart. If his mother was raised by him, he could do anything cruel. What's more, this dead old man can't do it?

At the beginning of summer, the old man looked at himself fiercely with big eyes. He wanted to say something more. A subordinate came over and whispered something in his ear.

The old man then put down his hand holding the chin of the seventh day of the summer and said to the man in a deep voice, "are you sure he's here?"

"Yes, he only brought two men and waited in the front hall, but he asked to see his wife!" The man explained in a low voice.

"Very good!" The old man's lips were slightly crooked, and he told his men, "OK, take her out for me, and let them have a good meeting."

The man nodded and answered. He picked up the seventh day of the summer and pushed her on the back. He urged her to come with me

A heart of the seventh day of the summer also comes up. Although she has been expecting that Feng Xun will not step into the trap, she knows that for her safety, Feng Xun will never listen to her

He was escorted by the leader to go through a door and directly into another room. Feng Xun's familiar voice had been heard: "let me see my wife, I will naturally hand over those two things!"

The seventh day of the summer was eager to get up, but he was pressed on his shoulder and sat down on the chair. The old man who followed also clapped his hands with a smile and said slowly, "turn on the light and let Feng Xun have a good look at his wife!"

Originally dim indoor, suddenly lit up the light, difficult to adapt to the Early Summer July 1, can not help but squint his eyes, Feng Xun excited voice also followed: "little girl?"

On the seventh day of the summer, she answered with a low voice and opened her eyes slowly. As expected, she saw Feng Xun's figure standing not far away from her. She wanted to open her mouth to call her, but her mouth was tightly sealed and she could only make a "Wuwu" sound.

Feng Xun saw his little girl from a distance, her hands and feet were tied, even her mouth was sealed, and half of her cheek was still swollen. Her heart was tight in an instant, and she angrily scolded: "how dare you abuse her like this, don't you untie her soon?"

"What's the hurry..." the old man waved his hand and said with a smile to Feng Xun not far away: "in fact, I don't want to restrain her like this. Who makes her too uneasy? In order to escape from my place, I almost killed my two men. I can only make her honest!"

Feng Xun frowned slightly, and his face was covered with a thick cloud. His loving eyes turned from the seventh day of the summer to the leader in front of him, and instantly became very cold.

"I want you to tear the seal off her mouth!" Feng Xun opened his mouth coldly.

After thinking about it, the old man turned around and pointed to his man. He immediately tore the seal off his mouth. His rude action made him take a breath of air.

But she managed to get a chance to speak, and she didn't care about the pain from her mouth. She immediately said to Feng Xun not far away: "Feng Xun, don't worry about me. Get out of here. This dead old man is a devil. Even if we give him something, he won't let us go..."

"Ah, you see, this girl's mouth is really fierce. Don't blame me for sending someone to stop her just now!" The old man shook his head and sighed, interrupted the reminder of the seventh day of the summer, said to Feng Xun with a smile: "how about, have you brought the two things I want you to prepare?"

"Here it is Feng Xun nodded slightly, looked at the anxious seventh day of the summer, and said in a deep voice: "but I have a request. You let her go first, and I'll give it to you!"

The old man picked his eyebrows, obviously dissatisfied with Feng Xun's sudden request, and said in a quiet tone: "Feng Xun, are you bargaining with me on the spot? Your wife used a fake book to pretend to be an account book and played tricks on my subordinates. If I give your wife back to you and you give me the fake things again, won't it be a waste of my efforts today? "

"If you don't believe me, I will stay here and accompany you to verify it slowly, but I have only one request. Let her leave here before I hand over my things!"

Speaking of this, Feng Xun added with a sneer: "it's better to have me as a hostage than to take my wife as a hostage, don't you think so? At least my wealth is more valuable! "

"That is..." the old man thought a little for a moment, nodded and showed a satisfied smile: "you, as a hostage, are indeed more valuable than your wife..."

"Feng Xun, don't talk to him. He won't let you go!" Xiachu's voice was hoarse, but she still didn't want to give up persuading Feng Xun to change her mind and yelled: "you can't be his hostage!"

"Little girl..." Feng Xun looked at her with a gentle smile on his lips, comforted her and said: "listen to me, it won't be OK. You leave here now, don't look back..."

"Feng Xun, I can't watch you fall into danger..." on the seventh day of the summer, he kept shaking his head and struggling to get rid of the shackles, but he was clamped down by the leader's hands, and even had a few blood marks on his wrist.