Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Lian Chen looked at the tall woman in front of him and smiled sinisterly, "Do you have something to talk to? Okay, then I'll help this female soldier come back with us." He gestured to his subordinates, and the burly man next to him said The masked man picked up the butt of his gun and hit Zhang Luojia on the back of the neck. Even if Zhang Luojia was prepared in advance and gathered his inner strength to protect his vital points, he still couldn't withstand this heavy blow. He fell to the ground with stars in his eyes and had to endure the pain and pretend to be knocked unconscious.

Damn it, he was so cruel, and he was trying to regain his place when he got there.

"Jiajia, are you okay? This mission is a bit dangerous. You have to take care of yourself." Xiaoyu asked worriedly. If you fail and die in the mission world, it is no different from death in the real world. Xiaoyu has no confidence that he can still survive now. Save Zhang Luojia one more time.

"I know, it's okay, Xiaoyu. I'm well prepared. They won't kill me easily. I have backup plans for what I have left. What's more, Wang Chuanjun and the others will be able to get it back tonight at the earliest." Zhang Luojia comforted Xiaoyu in his heart. You can't catch a tiger's cubs when you enter a tiger's den, just like you can't trap a gangster if you don't want to leave your wife.

Over there, Lian Chen looked at Fu Yao's swollen pig-headed face. He couldn't see the beauty and cuteness he had before. He couldn't help but frown, "Why does your face look like this?"

Fu Yao heard a hint of disgust in his tone, and secretly resented it in her heart. Sure enough, such a man could not be trusted even if he was cruel and ruthless. What was the use of being handsome and rich? Brother Gao Lang's family status was what she valued most, and even more so. He strengthened his determination to hold Gao Lang tightly, and there was no turning back. This time, Liang Xin must never come back.

Fu Yao covered her face with her hands, her cheeks were burning and aching, and she said vaguely: "Brother Lian Chen, you are not that woman yet. Don't let her go so easily. Ouch, I feel so much pain."

A person of Lian Chen's status has never seen any kind of beauty. For some reason, he has no resistance at all to the young, innocent, cute and charming Fu Yao. Instructing the people below to carry Zhang Luojia, who was pretending to be unconscious, to the van outside, Lian Chen hugged Fu Yao and coaxed her to a nearby infirmary.

Bumpy all the way.

Zhang Luojia was placed in the trunk, with tape on her mouth and her hands and feet tied up. Five or six people in front of her spoke in dialect and cursed. Zhang Luojia could vaguely understand that they were discussing how to deal with her. She didn't dare to make a sound, silently running the internal energy and heart meridian to regain her strength.

The van screeched to a stop, and Zhang Luojia was dragged in by the two men with her eyes closed tightly. She endured the two men's fair and just humiliation, feeling furious in her heart. In the plot, Liang Xin was abused by a group of people and treated inhumanely. She wanted to help Liang Xin repay the debt twice as much.

She only had less than one day to take action, and Wang Chuanjun would definitely come looking for her no later than twelve o'clock tonight. Killing them with one shot would be too cheap for them. She wanted to solve everything before Wang Chuanjun and the others came.

His body was thrown heavily to the ground. Zhang Luojia opened his eyes, pretended to be awake and struggled to sit up. While looking around, he took out the blade sewn in his sleeve and slowly cut the rope. This is a large warehouse with a tattered roof, some scrap metal placed inside, and several tall piles of containers covered with tarpaulins.

The people in front of her had strange smiles on their faces, teasing her like a cat catching a mouse.

"Heizi, the last time we played with that female soldier was three or four years ago, she was called a Lie." One of them reached out to unbuckle his belt in a hurry, but was stopped by the one named Heizi, "Mazi, you fucking sperm Lost your mind? Brother Lian hasn’t said how to deal with her yet."

"Fuck, we brought her back to our home, and we can still let her out alive. Besides, didn't you just hear that little bitch say that Mazi and the others fell into the hands of these soldiers a few days ago." The man still muttered. .

Heizi said impatiently: "Then we have to wait until Brother Lian comes back to say something. Stop whining. If you wait a little longer, Brother Lian has never treated us badly."

The man tightened his belt again and stared at Zhang Luojia with a look of reluctance, "I'll let you rest for a while, brother, I will teach you what happiness is." Several people burst into laughter and made obscene remarks. At lunch time, someone came to deliver the food. Heizi and his group sat around the round table five meters away and ate happily.

Zhang Luojia cut off most of the ropes around his wrists, and then cut off the ropes around his feet when they were not prepared. On the surface, the ropes were not loose, but they could break open as long as Zhang Luojia exerted force. After doing everything, Lian Chen pushed the door open and came in.

Heizi and the others put down their bowls and chopsticks, stepped forward and said respectfully, "Brother Lian." Another boy brought up a chair and asked Lian Chen to sit down.

Lian Chen asked one of them to close the door and began to appreciate Zhang Luojia's embarrassment, his eyes dark and unclear. Zhang Luojia waited for him to speak, looking for an opportunity to strike.

Lian Chen took out a cigarette, and the boy next to him came over and handed over the lighter. He took a deep breath and slowly exhaled in a circle: "I just got the news that you are the daughter of a high-ranking official? Why are you so confused about why you came to be a soldier? Luzi? Wouldn’t it be nice to pamper her at home with good food and drink?”

Zhang Luojia stared at him, his eyes showing no emotion, as if he were looking at a dead person.

Lian Chen said a few more words, but Zhang Luojia didn't respond at all. Lian Chen suddenly became furious and kicked her, "Didn't you open your mouth when I was talking to you?"

Zhang Luojia was waiting for this opportunity. Luck Dantian used his hands and feet to forge the rope. He grabbed Lian Chen's kicked leg and pulled it. He lunged sideways and punched his temple. In a flash, Lian Chen was subdued. In front of him, the blade was pressed against his throat artery, and he tore off the tape on his mouth with his left hand, "Are you fucking stupid? How can I talk to you with this thing on my mouth, you idiot!"

Seeing the people around her pointing guns at her, Lian Chen saw blood oozing from his neck as soon as the blade was sent away: "Throw away the gun, yes, kick it farther away, don't think I'm joking." Seeing that they were obedient, he obeyed, He swished out a few poisonous silver needles and threw them at a few people. Heizi felt bad, but his body didn't move that fast. As soon as he felt the pain, he was paralyzed. Several people fell to the ground one after another, and they couldn't even speak. Unable to speak.

Lian Chen's head was buzzing and he actually fell into the gutter.