Chapter 295

Bailina was thrown into the car. After an hour or two, she was taken to a manor and put into a big dark room.

Taking off the sack on her head, bailina slapped the door hard, "let me out! Let me out She doesn't want to be locked up here. My aunt will die if she can't find her.

"Stop shooting. It's no use." A sigh sounded behind him.

Bai Lina stops patting the door and turns to see that she is not the only one in the room. Not far away, there are six or seven women about her age. "Are you all arrested?"

"Well!" A beautiful woman with long hair and big eyes nodded her head.

"We are all designed by a painter. He looks like a gentleman, but he is a villain. If I have a chance to go out, I have to kill him." A short haired woman who looks careless said angrily.

"Don't think about it. We don't have that chance at all. Let's accept our fate." The woman in the pale yellow dress said with a gloomy face. She was put in here earlier than them, and she knew more than them. The reason why those people want to catch them is to sell them to others as female slaves. They want to escape in their lifetime, which is just a dream.

A few days after she was locked in, she was taken to a place similar to a competition field by those people. She was tied with her hands together with other women who were arrested, for people to watch and bid. If there is no one to buy, they will be locked back here, waiting for the next auction.

"Really can't get out?" Bailina felt cold as if she were in an ice cellar. She really regretted coming to the United States. She did not expect that the United States was so bright on the surface, but so dark behind. What should she do? What should I do?

"I can't get out!" The crowd shook their heads and sighed. If they could go out, they would have gone out a long time ago.

Bailina slumped on the floor, tears falling down one after another. Grandfather! dad! mom! Brother! Brother Su! Goodbye! If those people want to sell her, they won't get her even if she bites her tongue.

Su Yanyue got off the plane and called a taxi to drive towards aunt Bai Lina's house.

Su Yanyue is very happy to think that she will see Bai Lina soon.

The car stops in front of a small villa. Su Yanyue pays the money, gets out of the car, goes to the front door of the villa and knocks on the door.

After a while, a middle-aged woman opened the door.

Seeing Su Yanyue outside the door, the middle-aged woman was stunned, "who are you looking for, please?"

"Excuse me, does bellina live here now?" Su Yanyue asked. He's right on the number of doors. There's no mistake.

"Yes, you must be Mr. Su?" Seeing Su Yanyue nodding, the middle-aged woman stepped aside and said, "madam is waiting for you inside. Please come in!" Before Su Yanyue came, his wife received an overseas call from the Bai family.

Su Yanyue nodded slightly and walked towards it. Nana must have received the news that he was coming.

Bai Lingsha sees Su Yanyue coming in, puts down her magazine and smiles at Su Yanyue, "are you su Yanyue?" She has learned Su Yanyue's identity from the phone. Now when she sees Su Yanyue, she finds that he is really handsome, especially his temperament, calm and introverted, with the momentum of a superior. Nana's eyes are really good!

"Yes, aunt white." Su Yan read shallow Yang lips.

"Sit down! Nana is out shopping. She should be back soon. " Bai Lingsha pointed to the sofa beside her. Su Yanyue comes all the way from Huaxia for Nana's sake. It can be seen that he cares about Nana.

Su Yanyue went to the sofa and sat down, "Nana, does she know I'm coming?"

"She didn't know. I just got the call and knew you were coming. Would you like something to drink? Tea, coffee or red wine? " Bai Ling Sha looks at Su Yanyue and nods in her heart.

"Aunt Bai, do you know where Nana has gone?" Su Yanyue asked. He just wants to see Nana earlier now.

Bai Lingsha smiles, "she said to go downtown for a stroll. You wait a moment. I'll call and ask." Young is good, and she wants to go back to her youth and feel the feeling of love again.

Picked up the phone on the table, dialed out, heard the opposite to turn off the voice, white Ling yarn frowned. How could Nana turn it off? Could it be that you dialed the wrong number?

Hang up and dial again, it's still the same as the last time.

Bai Lingsha thought about it, dialed a phone again, and soon got through, "Lao Wang, is Nana with you?" She's in contact with the driver who went out with Nana.

"Miss went shopping. She asked me to wait for her in the parking lot." Driver Lao Wang said.

"Nana can't get through. Go to find her and call me when you find her." Bai Lingsha said to the driver.

"Yes, ma'am."

Bai Lingsha hangs up and looks at Su Yanyue, "Nana's phone can't get through. I've asked Lao Wang to find someone. Don't worry."

"Well." Su Yanyue nodded. There is a bad feeling in my heart.

In a luxurious study, a middle-aged man is looking at the information in his hand.

There was a gentle knock on the door, and then a blonde woman opened the door and came in.

"Sir! This is the information of the women who were tied up. Would you like to have a look at it? " The woman presents the information to Bruce.

"Keep it." Bruce looked at the report in his hand, frowning more and more tightly. After giving all the shopping malls in Huaxia to Su Jinyue, their earnings in this quarter dropped by two percentage points.

"Yes The woman answered, put the materials in her hand on the desk, turned and walked out.

Bruce read the report in his hand, looked at the information on hand, and reached for it. Most of them were Oriental women. After he tied them up, he handed them over to the black handed slave auction house as soon as the number of them got together.

The phone on the desk rang as I was looking through it.

Bruce reached for the phone. "I'm Bruce." His phone call is only known to the black handed people.

"There are a few big clients tonight, and you've got people ready." A gloomy voice came from the opposite side.

"Yes Bruce answered. Although their Venetian family looks strong on the surface, they are restricted by the black hand. Even as the current owner of the Venetian family, he had to do what the black hand said.

Put down the phone, Bruce glanced at the information on the desk, picked up another phone and dialed out. When the phone got through, he said, "take the man to the shack club."