Chapter 158

When Tang Qiao woke up in the evening, she found that she was in a box with dim light.

She was reclining on a sofa bed with her hands and feet tied and her lips taped. She could only make a whine sound.

Tang Qiaowan clenched her fist, and her slender wrist kept exerting force, trying to break free from the rope that bound her, while her feet were also pushing hard.

But the rope was too tight. Her wrist was deeply red by the rope because of her strength, and she couldn't get rid of it.

Her xiuche's eyes were dyed with a panic color that she had never seen before. She didn't know what she would face next, but she knew that if she didn't try to escape, she would never have good fruit to eat.

She has no spare time to think about who tied her here.

She just wanted to get away.

Her bag is not with her. It should have been taken away by the person who bound her.

In order to get rid of the rope that tied her, Tang Qiaowan almost ran out of strength, and a layer of sweat came out on his forehead.

Desperate also can't get rid of, Tang Qiaowan apricot eyes dense up a layer of mist, the bottom of my heart thought of long Yuchen.

Every time she is in danger, he will show up in time. This time, will he come?

She can only count on him.

Her lips were sealed, and she could not speak. She could only shout at the bottom of her heart: Mr. long, help me.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the door of the box.

The door was closed, and after staring for a few seconds, she rolled herself to the ground.

Although the sofa bed was not very high, it rolled to the ground and hurt her.

She did not frown, tried several times before turning over, and then lying on the ground, using the knee force, little by little climbed to the door.

When she got to the door, her white forehead and some pale little face were covered with sweat.

She looked up at the lock on the door and frowned. Then she leaned on her side, her shoulders against the door, her slender legs pushing, trying to get up.

But her hands and feet are tied, it is not so easy to stand up.

She failed many times. Once, she lost her footing, slipped, fell, and landed on the back of her head.

She was hurt by the fall and tears welled up immediately.

But she didn't cry or give up.

Her back pressed against the door tightly, her hands tied behind her supported the door, and her bound feet pushed hard, and finally stood up little by little.

After standing firm, she leaned back against the door, stood on tiptoe, and twisted the doorknob with her hands tied behind her.

Fortunately, the door was not locked. After she turned the handle, she turned around and jumped out.

When she came out, she heard a deafening sound. She knew without guessing that she was in a bar.

She was standing in the long corridor with her back against the wall. All kinds of songs were heard from the boxes on both sides.

There was no one in the corridor at present. She came out without stopping and jumped in front of the corridor step by step.

At the front of the corridor, there is another corridor. Turn left to leave the bar, and turn right to the VIP box.

Tang Qiao was tired of dancing in the evening. When she stopped to have a rest, she happened to see a figure she was not unfamiliar with. Led by the bar attendant, she walked to the VIP box on the right side of the corridor.

Lu yanjue?

Tang Qiao was slightly stunned in the evening, and then jumped up again.

As soon as she took two steps, a group of people came. She knew the middle-aged man who was the manager she once met.

When Tang Qiao first met Yinghao boss in the evening, although she was drugged, her consciousness was clear at that time, so she recognized him at a glance.

There was a flash of panic at the bottom of her eyes, ready to turn and jump back.

And Yinghao boss also recognized her at a glance. He looked at Tang Qiaowan with dirty eyes, and his eyes were shining. "It's you, little girl, who caught her for me."