C6

To ask him for help

Being stared at by him caused Gong Wan’er to shiver. She got up and was about to leave, but just as she got up and sat back down, she felt her legs go weak. The worst thing was the scene in front of her eyes started swaying like a kaleidoscope, causing her to fall into a dizzy state of unconsciousness.

"You … "You are …" Before he finished speaking, Gong Wan’er had fainted.

Gong Zhibo looked at Gong Wan’er who had fallen on the sofa, and laughed sinisterly.

"Evening, you can't blame your uncle for being heartless. Who told you to be so valuable?" As he said that, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed a string of numbers. Very soon, someone picked up the call.

After around ten minutes or so, the three black clothed men walked into the study room and carried Gong Wan’er out, put him into the sleeping bag that they had prepared beforehand.

Gradually recovering his consciousness, Gong Wan’er endured the discomfort on his body and opened his eyes.

The surroundings were dimly lit, and the unfamiliar environment made her heart beat faster. She fumbled for the floor to leave, but then she heard someone talking at the door.

Her first thought was to call the police and ask for help, but the first number that flashed through her mind was actually that man's. She immediately pressed the number and dialed it out, but it was too late for her to react.

"Hello?" Mo Zhaoyun's clear and cold voice came out.

Gong Wan’er was a little hesitant, not knowing whether she should let Mo Zhaoyun come to pick her up. Mo Zhaoyun, who could not hear her voice, called out, "It's me!"

Mo Zhaoyun felt that she was a little strange and asked: "What's the matter?"

"I …" Gong Wan’er, who was about to speak, vaguely heard the sound of movement outside the door: "Wait!" After saying so, she quickly propped herself up from the ground and approached the door.

Gong Wan’er was afraid in her heart, as she looked left and right in panic. Seeing the short table not far away, she used all her strength to place the table behind the door, and then moved two chairs over and placed them on top of the table.

Gong Wan’er hid to the side of the bed and sat on the floor, he was weak and perspiring profusely, his hands still holding onto the phone that he had hung up on, while the panicking Gong Wan’er had actually forgotten to ask for help.

On the other side of the phone, Mo Zhaoyun could only hear a small noise, he frowned. What the hell was this woman doing? Mo Zhaoyun who was waiting impatiently asked the phone: Where are you?

Intense kicking sounds came out, Gong Wan’er was unable to hear Mo Zhaoyun's question, while the few people outside continuously knocked on the door.

"Damn, that woman blocked the door."

"What are you going to say if we block it? Get out of the way!"

"Yes sir!" Three or four burly men outside the door stepped hard on their feet. There was a loud sound, followed by the sound of a chair falling and the sound of a table being pushed open.

At this time, Gong Wan’er suddenly remembered the phone in her hand, before anyone could come in, she shouted into the phone: "Help! "Help me!"

The door was completely pushed open, and the skinny and grey haired Old man walked into the room. Seeing Gong Wan’er begging for help, he went forward to slap his phone, grabbed Gong Wan’er's hair and threw him onto the bed. I'll see who can save you. "

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Save me! "Help me!" Gong Wan’er was frightened, he pulled the blanket over himself and trembled.

"FUCK!" Mo Zhaoyun cursed in his heart. His phone located the location where Gong Wan’er had called earlier, he picked up his key and quickly went out.

The Old man laughed mischievously as he pulled away the blanket that Gong Wan’er was tightly grabbing onto. Gong Wan’er took the opportunity to roll around and run, but was pulled back by the Old man with a "pa pa" sound.

"Still trying to run!" I'll see where you can run to. " The Old man firmly held Gong Wan’er down from head to toe. He unbuckled his belt and bound Gong Wan’er's hands. He stood up, walked to the door and said to the person who followed him: "Watch the door. Don't let anyone ruin my good fortune."

The three bodyguard like men nodded and closed the door for Old man. The man went back to his room and looked at Gong Wan’er who was struggling on the bed, while unbuttoning his clothes, he lewdly smiled: "Your uncle has already sold you to me to repay my debts, you better behave." Before he finished speaking, he pounced towards Gong Wan’er.

As the red dot on the locator grew closer and closer, it finally stopped at a secluded place. Mo Zhaoyun got off the car, jumped over the fence and entered the house through the window. Seeing the three bodyguards in front of the bedroom door, he went forward and threw the three of them onto the ground without saying a word.

"Clang!" The door was kicked open. Mo Zhaoyun's face was full of ice, he kicked away the bodyguard who was rushing towards him once again, and ran into the room.

Half of Gong Wan’er's clothes had already been torn off, and his face which was imprinted with five finger marks was covered in tears. His eyes were filled with unwillingness and despair, and the skin that leaked out was unusually red.

In that instant, Mo Zhaoyun felt as though his heart was being fiercely grabbed by two hands. His ice-cold eyes stared at the old man, as if he was in hell.

"Who dares to spoil my plans!" Someone, grab him for me... " Before the old man could finish speaking, Mo Zhaoyun had already knocked him down. Without any explanation, he dragged the Old man by his collar into the bathroom and poured water into the bathtub with one hand while pressing the Old man into the water with the other. After a dozen or so times, the originally clear water in the bathtub had turned a thick blood-red. The Old man was powerless to resist and collapsed to the ground. Only then did Mo Zhaoyun let go.

Returning back to the bedside, Mo Zhaoyun discovered that Gong Wan’er's cheeks were flushed red, the clothes on his body had been torn apart to a large extent, he quickly wrapped his jacket around Gong Wan’er's body, and carried Gong Wan’er all the way out of the hotel.

When the two of them drove back to their house, and went into the underground parking lot, Mo Zhaoyun turned around and realized that Gong Wan’er's clothes had already been taken off.

"I... I'm so hot … " Gong Waner's lips were about to bleed, as though she was enduring it with extreme difficulty.

Mo Zhaoyun frowned, he knew that Gong Wan’er had been drugged. If he didn't find her in time, if he came even later, wouldn't want to think about the consequences.

The car window slowly rose up. Mo Zhaoyun locked the car door and pressed a button beside the seat. Gong Wan’er's seat was flipped backwards and flattened, causing her to turn her face away in embarrassment.

"What's there to be shy about? It's not like I've never done it before." The warm breath lingered by his ear, causing Gong Wan’er to feel extremely itchy. He did not even bother to think about what Mo Zhaoyun meant.

The cool sensation on his lips made Gong Wan’er feel very comfortable, as it could ease the heat she felt that was difficult to suppress. Unconsciously, she stuck close to Mo Zhaoyun and hooked her hands around the back of his neck …