The little mute's life was stolen, and the wealthy boss comes to spoil him

Tang Wan's body was immediately pressed down by Frank's hand.

After sitting back in his seat, it was also at this time that Tang Wan realized that Frank's hand seemed a little too strong.

Frank's voice came to her ears. She didn't know if Tang Wan's mentality had changed. She always felt that Frank's voice was a little too gloomy.

The feeling of meeting Frank for the first time emerged.

That cold, cold feeling of being targeted by some kind of monster.

are you afraid?

Tang Wan asked himself.

She is actually not very scared.

From the moment she could remember, from the moment she lost her mother, she had been thinking and analyzing all the time.

Reason and calmness are the only ways for her to come out of the devil's cave.

Now, Tang Wan thinks so too.

It is not advisable to mess up your position.

But the little girl above was indeed in pain.

Moreover, Tang Wan felt that she looked familiar.

But children grow so fast.

They hadn't seen each other in the past few months, and the little girl above had her face covered again, making Tang Wan a little unsure.

But regardless of whether it was the person she knew or not, according to Tang Wan's character, she would not let the little girl encounter such a dangerous thing.

Tang Wan thought of this and looked up to see the stage start.

Tang Wan couldn't tell what kind of music it was, but it seemed a little strange in this flower house.

It sounded like some kind of dark, moist creature, or some kind of gloomy gaze, with a sticky, unkind feeling.

It crawls up one's spine inch by inch, making one feel cold.

Although the sun is shining outside, it makes people feel like they are sitting in the middle of winter.

Xiao Heqing on the side also felt something unusual around him.

He grabbed Tang Wan's hand and pulled her towards him.

Then he whispered this into her ear: "Be careful. If anything goes wrong, run towards me."

"Don't let go of my hand."

Tang Wan heard Xiao Heqing's words and nodded obediently.

But her eyes did not leave the "puppet" on the stage.

As the music changes, the "puppet" on the stage dances with the silk thread above like a kite with its string broken.

However, Tang Wan saw sharply that the puppet's wrists had been stretched with red marks by silk threads and were about to embed themselves into her flesh.

The red traces were firmly embedded in the fragile skin, almost blending with the blood.

Her fingertips were turning an abnormal blue color, which looked very bad.

If the girl is not rescued soon, her hand will be destroyed.

However, the children below were still watching the performance on the stage with great interest.

They were eating exquisite pastries in their hands and commenting on the gorgeous decadence in their mouths.

Those Spanish words are like the whispers of evil spirits, saying curses that want to eat people.

No one cares whether the child above is dead or alive. They only care whether the scene is interesting enough.

Foer looked at Tang Wan's side face, but he was thinking in his heart, would this Oriental doll put everything aside to save the girl above?

Disappointing everyone in public, making everyone dislike her, and saving the person who hates her the most in the world.

Just as Foer was thinking, a cold object touched his lower back.

What was pressed against was a bone. Once it was broken, he would probably be in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Foer's expression did not change, and he turned his head to look at Tang Wan beside him in surprise, as if he couldn't figure out why Tang Wan was so bold.

However, Tang Wan had no intention of explaining it to him.

She quietly approached Frank and raised the tablet with what was written on it.

[I don’t like this surprise]

[So I’ll also give you a ‘surprise’ that you won’t like]

【Put her down】

The object behind Foer punched into his body.

Jean Foer almost fell to the ground.

He gritted his teeth, looked at Tang Wan with his blue eyes aggrievedly, and said, "Don't you like puppet shows?"

Tang Wan knew that this evil bastard was stalling for time.

Because the little girl's body had risen higher and higher. She was hung at a height of ten meters, dangling and looking like she was about to fall.

Foer suddenly said: "Let's make a bet. Just bet that after one minute, she will fall to her death or stay in mid-air."

"If she had been in the air for one minute, I would have let her go."

Tang Wan felt that Frank might not be so "kind", but here, it seemed that she had the only choice.

After all, Tang Wan would not leave him alone.

She nodded.

However, the next second, a "buzzing" sound came from the sky, and Tang Wan subconsciously raised his head.

The people around her also exclaimed.

"It's a drone!"

"Are these drones used to cut silk threads? If they fall from such a height, they will fall to death, right?"

Xiao Heqing spoke much faster than usual at this time, no longer so cold, and even a little anxious.

"This is too dangerous, put her down quickly!"

But this is not China, and these children’s understanding of life is not that important.

He even blinked his eyes in confusion, looking particularly innocent.

There is an innocent cruelty.

"Why? She is... Frank's thing. Frank can do whatever he wants."

"She is dishonest."

Tang Wan couldn't understand these Spanish words, but Xiao Heqing heard them clearly.

He answered them in the same language: "You are killing people!"

But the kids just shrugged innocently and didn't take it to heart at all.

Tang Wan stared at Frank in front of him, those black eyes seemed to be saying.

[You are cheating]

But Foer just smiled, as if watching a delightful show.

An earth-shattering and unique performance.

suddenly!

The fan blades of the drone cut open the silk thread on the "puppet's" left hand and also cut open her skin.

Tang Wan heard a sharp scream coming from mid-air, but it was too far away and didn't sound obvious.

But now, the puppet in mid-air only has a silk thread hanging on one hand, swinging in the sky.

Her feet were kicking helplessly, her entire body weight hanging on one hand, and the drones still clinging to her exposed skin.

The "buzzing" sound was like a curse, causing the "puppet" to cry and curse.

"Ahhh! Let me down!"

"Ooooh, I want to go home, I want to go home!"

"Let me go home! Woo hoo..."

"Mom, I want mom..."

Finally, the drone flew to the right side of the puppet and cut the thread.

The little girl fell directly from a height of ten meters. People present were excited, scared, and panicked.

There was only one unwavering figure, rushing out without hesitation!