Chapter 286

In the evening, black Maybach joined the endless flow of traffic and drove slowly all the way.

There were too many vehicles and there was a dense area. Fang Tong clenched the steering wheel with both hands and focused on the road ahead. He drove about 20 yards slower than the normal speed.

"How long will it take to go home?"

Ji Jingan leaned back in the back seat and remembered that ye Yufan's mobile phone couldn't get through all afternoon. He frowned and frowned. Jun's face was as plain as water. He couldn't see his emotion, but his chin was tight and showed a strong depression.

At first, no one answered. He called several times and turned it off directly. This is a very abnormal situation, so that he didn't spend the whole afternoon on company affairs, and his thoughts revolved around yeyufan.

In the morning, he went to the company. The silly woman looked very satisfied and comfortable, but it was only one noon. How dare he be so fat that he didn't even answer his phone?

Was it her sudden accident or something else?

Perhaps even he didn't know that yeyufan was so important in his heart.

In all kinds of worries, he just wants to rush back to the apartment as soon as possible and hold the woman who can always make him feel happy and comfortable.

Fang Tong felt the cold breath coming from the back seat. His body trembled. He quickly estimated the time and gave a more accurate answer, "Mr. Ji, there is a traffic jam in the rush hour after work. It is estimated that it will take about 40 minutes."

"Hurry up, the sooner the better!"

Jijing'an ordered with a cold face. His eyebrows and eyes were tired. He didn't smoke, but let the cigarette end curl and burn by itself.

Soon, there was a strong smell of nicotine burning in the back of the carriage. It didn't smell good, but it could calm the man's anxious heart a little.

But this calm was soon broken by the anxious heartbeat.

Ji Jing'an sent the cigarette to her thin lips and took two breaths in succession. Her cold eyes fell on the roof and didn't move away for a long time.

Did not get through ye Yufan's phone, his heartbeat was a little disordered all afternoon, and there was a faint feeling that something bad had happened, but what it was, it was impossible to describe.

Finally, for the first time, he left the staff of a conference room in Urumqi and ordered Fang Tong to send him back to his apartment immediately, just to see Yufan at night as soon as possible.

At the same time, in a hotel suite in the center of Tongcheng, ye Yufan didn't know how long he had fainted, but he was awakened by a chill.

What made her wonder was that she woke up lying flat on the big bed in one bedroom with her limbs tied firmly.

There was a bright and dazzling light on her head. Her eyes, which had been closed for a long time, couldn't adapt to such a strong light for a moment. Yeyufan subconsciously narrowed her eyes. Just about to reopen and scan the surrounding situation, a quick dark shadow flashed in front of her, knelt beside her on one knee, and a sharp and cold dagger was tightly attached to her neck, If she dared to shout, she would not hesitate to cut off the ferocity of the main artery.

Yu Guang saw that he was a young man in a white shirt and black trousers. Yeyufan's body suddenly became stiff, his back burst into a waterfall like cold sweat, his heart almost jumped out of his mouth, took a few deep breaths, controlled the fear of numbness on his scalp, and tried to keep a calm expression on his face, "Sir, please hold the dagger firmly and speak slowly."

While talking, ye Yufan quickly lowers his head to check his condition.

She was still wearing the white dress she had changed before going out, but what was terrible was that her two arms were firmly tied to the bed post by two red ribbons, trying to earn a little money. It was useless and tied to death, except for the more intense stabbing pain from her wrist.

The lower two legs are also tied to the bed column at the other end of the big bed by two solid red ribbons. They are fixed very tightly. They don't even have room to earn money and can't move at all.

On one side of the bedside, there are golf balls, candles, dark blood stained leather whips... All kinds of strange props, which are frightening.

Seeing these things, it was clearly the rhythm of abnormal SM. Yeyufan took a breath of air conditioning and was completely desperate.

"Beauty, see, these things will be used on you later." The man put away the dagger and threw it into the pile of props. He pinched ye Yufan's chin in one hand and drew a strange and obscene smile on his handsome face. "So far, none of the women I killed have been able to hold on until half of the props are used up. I hope you can hold on longer."

So, is the whip stained with blood the blood left by a dead woman?

Ye Yufan felt that her cold hair stood up and bit the tip of her tongue heavily. The pain made her calm a little. She stared at the strange abnormal man and said calmly, "Sir, I don't know you. We have no resentment all the time. Recently, we have no hatred. In the daytime, you let someone kidnap me here, but it's against the law! Please let me go immediately. I promise I'll write it off and never call the police."

"Yo Ho, beauty is a little brave!" The man shook his chin and held the business card out of his pocket, "Meet me, my name is Jiang Fan. If you pay attention to the entertainment industry, you will be no stranger to me. I am a director myself, but in fact, I am a fanatic who highly praises SM culture. Now that you are here, you can't go out alive..."

Speaking of this, Jiang Fan's obscene handsome face suddenly leaned down to ye Yufan, and his hand slipped onto her neck. His five fingers slowly but increased their strength to shrink a little. The corners of his mouth were full of strange laughter. "To tell you the truth, seven women have been abused and killed by me in this set of room, and you are the eighth! Of course, you won't be the last."

Jiang Fan, hehe, how could she not know?

Thanks to Han Zhenzhen, the gossip king, Tongcheng, but all the slightly beautiful men were picked up.

The most notorious director in the entertainment industry is Jiang Fan. In Han Zhenzhen's words, there are no two of the most despicable, obscene and cheap rotten goods.

At that time, ye Yufan laughed off when he heard it. Even if he heard it, he never thought he would deal with this kind of pervert one day.

Breathing was extremely difficult at the moment, and there were bursts of suffocating pain in her neck. The pervert in front of her looked at her like looking at a dying sheep. Her facial features were distorted and shaped with excitement, and even her voice was hoarse and harsh with excitement. "Shout, shout it out for me... I like watching women cry and beg for mercy most!"

That terrible voice, like a poisonous snake, wrapped around him, disgusted and frightened yeyufan, and his body could not stop shaking.