Fast Travel: Strategies and Counter-Strikes

Chapter 142 Spinning Dream II (2)

One minute later, Yan Xiao, who was still on standby at the venue, was notified by the security team.

His bride was robbed by a mysterious man.

Yan Xiao squeezed the phone tightly, suppressing the rising anger, raised the corners of her mouth, and sneered.

Sure enough, would he come out to stop him no matter what?
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When Minghua woke up, she was lying on a soft bed, the ceiling was slightly dark yellow, and there were traces of mold at the corners. She stood up suddenly and looked around in panic.

This is a simple single room, so simple that the room has an old musty smell. There is only one bed and a table beside the bed.

The kidnapper had already taken off the hat, and was lying soundly asleep on a simple table beside him. The scar on his right face could not be seen from this angle. He was handsome, with a noble and elegant appearance, which was out of tune with the surroundings.

Ming Hua still finds it strange, generally speaking, shouldn't she be tied up and the kidnapper sleep soundly on the bed?
Ming Hua was stunned, and then realized that the wedding dress on her body had been replaced, and a simple T-shirt and shorts were on her body, which were not her own clothes...

So, he changed it for himself?
Ming Hua's scalp went numb for a while, and her body trembled. She clutched the quilt in one hand, trying to escape secretly.

At this moment, the kidnapper on the table noticed the movement and slowly opened his eyes. His deep, ink-like pupils were dotted with traces of beauty, so bright that people dared not look directly at them.

If there is no scar, this man looks too good-looking, right?
Ming Hua stuffed her whole body under the quilt, trembling, "You... you tied me here, did you ask for money?"

After much deliberation, people in Mingjiao are kind and seldom offend others. The reason why the kidnappers targeted her was probably to demand a ransom from Yan Xiao.

The kidnapper was speechless. He sat on the bed and pulled off the quilt that was blocking Ming Hua. Ming Hua stared and moved back a little warily.

"How much do you want...he will call you soon."

Ming Hua thought about it, she hadn't fully married Yan Xiao yet, so she owed him the temporary ransom, and hoped he wouldn't refuse it.

"I don't want ransom." The kidnapper finally said.

The voice was clearer and clearer, like the tinkling sound of deep spring water. Ming Hua was startled, what a perfect person he would be if he didn't have that scar.

Looks good and sounds good too.

It shouldn't be possible to live in such a desolate place, kidnap a woman who is about to get married, and ask her fiancé for the kidnapping fee.

...Wait!

Ming Hua, who was in reverie, suddenly realized something.

Wait a minute, what did he say, he doesn't want a ransom? !

It's over, it's a pervert.

"Could it be that you want to—" Ming Hua leaned against the wall in the corner of the bed in fear, feeling a chill through the thin clothes on her back, "You want to kill me?!"

What kind of hatred, what kind of resentment, the only relationship she had ever had was with Yan Xiao, and she didn't remember when she offended such a number one person.

"..."

The kidnapper was silent.

"Don't worry, my fiancé is still very rich... He can give you as much as you want. Or if you don't want money, does that mean you need to work?"

The kidnapper remained silent. He lowered his head, and the horrific scar on the left side of his face twisted. Ming Hua was in a daze, his eyes stayed on the scar that destroyed the beauty, and he couldn't move away.

Noticing her burning gaze, the kidnapper raised his head, his brows were slightly frowned, and complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

"I won't let you go." He paused, saw Ming Hua's panicked expression, and added, "I won't kill you either."

(End of this chapter)