The man stood still in front of her, his eagle eyes hidden behind the tan lenses, but very sharp.
He was much taller than her, and she stood upright, only to the height of each other's shoulders.
The man's breath was hot and smelly. She wanted to hide. She felt sick, but she could only watch it.
Time seemed to stop, and the air seemed to solidify.
Just when she thought the other party was going to stare at him until she died, the man spoke, his voice was very recognizable, low and hoarse.
"Fan Qiang!" The man spoke out her name.
Fan Qiang's heart was shocked, and her body couldn't move. Her only active eyes turned desperately.
The man knew her identity, but she knew nothing about the man.
Could it be Shen ruochu? If it's the person she sent, she must be dead today.
Think of here, fan Qiang a heart sink, she wants to call out, but the voice can't send out.
The man stares at Fan Yi's face tightly, although this face is ferocious, but his eyes are calm, as if he is looking at an ordinary thing.
Fan Qiang was so close to him that he could see the expression on his face clearly.
there was not a trace of disgust, even a trace of interest.
Fan Qiang doesn't understand, she now this pair of people not ghost not ghost appearance, there will be men interested in her.
Is this man a special hobby?
Fan Qiang is not unheard of. Some men like to have scars on women's faces, but usually this kind of man is also a kind of man with dark psychology and too Bian.
At the thought of this, fan Qiang was more and more thrilled.
What will this man do to her
"Fear is right." The man suddenly smiles and looks up.
The man was very good-looking, which fan Qiang was afraid of.
His man has a very upright face, and his facial features are standard everywhere. Yes, it's the most standard Oriental man's face.
His skin is white and clean, and his face is pretty. He is just a pair of narrow eyes. When he looks at people, he has the taste of examination.
Fan Qiang couldn't say anything. Even if she had something to say in her heart, she couldn't say a word, and her forehead was sweating.
Maybe the man knew what she was thinking, and suddenly his right hand clicked on her body, and she felt light all over.
She can move!
Fan Qiang's eyes flashed a trace of joy, subconsciously asked: "who are you?"
"I'm the one who can take you far away." The man gave a gentle smile.
Fan Qiang's heart moved.
She is now basically sure that this man has no malice against her, at least not now.
"And where are you taking me?" Fan Qiang asked boldly.
"Going abroad, any country, as long as you want to go." Men speak directly.
Fan Qiang is a little confused. She really wants to go abroad, and she has already bought the ticket. But this man, he is not related to himself, why should he help her.
"I'm abandoned by everyone now, and you won't get any benefit from me." Fan Qiang then said.
She wants to tell her current situation and force her partner to tell her purpose.
The man burst out laughing: "why should I benefit from you?"
"Then what are you..." There is no free lunch in the world. Fan Qiang knows this. This man doesn't want her money and body. That's why he has a deeper ulterior purpose.
"It's almost eleven o'clock. Are you sure you want to keep asking?" The man suddenly raised his hand, looked at the watch and said.
Fan Qiang's face flashed a little flustered. She didn't expect it was so late. She made an appointment with someone to meet at the dock at 12 o'clock. It would take more than 40 minutes to walk from here.
No, she doesn't have time.
Fan Qiang grasped the bath towel in front of her chest again. At this time, she realized that she was standing in front of the man in disheveled clothes. She hurriedly lowered her head and rushed to the room. After locking the door, she began to change clothes in a hurry.
A few minutes later, fan Qiang opened the door, already dressed up, she was carrying a small box, which was full of her life-saving things.
"Let's go." Men turn first.
"Wait a minute." Fan Qiang suddenly yelled.
"Why?"
"I, I don't want to go with you." Fan Qiang muttered.
The man stared at her with a smile, suddenly pointed out the window, "you can look out the window, and then decide whether to go with me."
Outside the window?
Fan Qiang heart a tight, she hurried to the window, quietly opened the corner of the curtain.
There was a flurry on her face as she looked out.
The streets downstairs were filled with people in military uniforms searching around.
Are these people sent by Shen ruochu?If Shen ruochu found out that she wanted to escape, she would block all the checkpoints. How would she avoid it?
For a moment, fan Qiang was in a state of confusion.
"I have a way to take you away if you listen to me in everything." The man approached a few steps and said slowly.
Fan Qiang raised his head, looked at the man's calm face, and suddenly believed each other's words.
"Some of these people outside are sent by your father to arrest you, and some are sent by the strict Deputy official to arrest you." The man explained slowly again.
"Well, I'll go with you." Fan Qiang thought for a while, and then asked: "but how do you want to take me? There are people who catch me everywhere outside. They all know me."
"You don't need to worry about this, because I will make no one know you." A smile appeared on the man's face. "However, you need to wait for me for a few minutes."
The man said and came to fan Qiang.
Fan Qiang was afraid again and couldn't help retreating until her back was against the wall.
"Don't be afraid of me, we will be together every day in the future, relax, right, that's it..." The man held her shoulders in his hands and her voice was hypnotic.
Fan Qiang did not feel so nervous.
Then she saw the man pull out a small bag like a juggler, which contains all kinds of paints and props.
The man took out a sharp knife and tried the angle on fan Qiang's face. The thin lip gently pulled out a strange smile: "now, we start to perform..."
A quarter of an hour later, the door of the room was opened and a middle-aged couple came out of the room.
Men are wearing gold rimmed glasses, heavy scarves and well pressed suits.
The woman is holding the man's arm, with curly hair on her shoulders, red lips like fire, smooth and white cheeks. When she walks, her slim figure seems to be able to hook her.
"Watch your step, ma'am." The man said thoughtfully to the woman around him.
Woman Ruan Mei a smile: "know."
They went down the stairs arm in arm.