Scumbag God, I can see the entry of desire.

Inside the conference room of the Truman Five-Star Hotel.

Lin Lang was still chatting about business with Li Yanhong, talking about the innovative functions of Baidu's search engine and the future development direction of Baidu.

The golden ideas and creative ideas proposed by Lin Lang were like business bibles, and Li Yanhong was obsessed with them.

Because Li Yanhong's horizons were opened in advance, he absorbed a huge amount of information, just like he was injected with chicken blood. He listened attentively and took notes of the key points with pen and paper.

Ding! Universal entry system prompt: [Motorcycle goddess Zhou Mengyao was kidnapped by a fanatical fan and imprisoned in an abandoned warehouse in the suburbs of Longhai. It is located in a remote place with no specific house number. Would the host like to accept the system navigation prompt and go to the prison location to rescue her? ]

"Fuck!"

"Mengyao is in danger!"

Lin Lang was secretly shocked and couldn't help but take a breath.

Li Yanhong was shocked to see Lin Lang's expression change instantly, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped, so he asked: "What's wrong, Mr. Lin, did I say something wrong?"

"Mr. Li, you misunderstood!"

"I suddenly remembered that there was soup cooking on the gas stove at home and I forgot to turn off the fire. In order to avoid a fire, I left first!"

"We'll discuss business matters in detail later!"

Lin Lang made up an excuse, grabbed the Ferrari keys on the conference table, rushed out of the door, and ran desperately towards the elevator.

Li Yanhong watched Lin Lang rush out the door in a panic, thinking, "Mr. Lin, who is so thoughtful, doesn't seem to be such a careless person?!"

Lin Lang rushed to the elevator entrance anxiously, his heart beating rapidly as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Lin Lang was almost going crazy at the thought of Zhou Mengyao being kidnapped by fanatical fans and being violated or even brutally murdered at any time.

"Oh shit!"

"I never thought that a kidnapping would happen to Mengyao!"

Time passed by minute by minute, but the elevator was still not arriving, which made Lin Lang feel extremely anxious and uneasy.

Lin Lang was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He held the phone tightly in his hand and wanted to call the police, but the system prompted that the abandoned warehouse where Zhou Mengyao was imprisoned was located in a remote area and had no specific house number.

"Damn it!"

"What should I do?"

Helpless, Lin Lang could only give up calling the police.

"It seems that Mengyao's innocence and life safety can only rely on me to rescue her!"

Lin Lang was so anxious that he stamped his feet and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The elevator seemed to be deliberately going against him, going up and down slowly and steadily, and refusing to stay on the floor where Lin Lang was.

"hurry up!"

Because the Truman Hotel conference room was on the 22nd floor of the building, Lin Lang couldn't run down the stairs. He could only anxiously wait for the elevator while praying silently in his heart that Zhou Mengyao would be safe.

Finally, after a short yet long wait, the elevator slowly stopped and opened its doors.

Lin Lang rushed into the elevator without hesitation and pressed the button to the underground parking lot.

In the closed elevator, Lin Lang felt that time had become unusually long, and every moment seemed like eternal torture.

When the elevator arrived at the hotel's underground parking lot on the second floor below ground, Lin Lang rushed out of the elevator like an arrow and ran towards the parking space where the Ferrari convertible sports car was parked.

"Om..."

"Buzz..."

An anxious Lin Lang drove the bright red Ferrari convertible sports car, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away from the underground parking lot of the Truman Five-Star Hotel.

Lin Lang knew that every second of delay now could lead to irreversible consequences.

Therefore, Lin Lang must go all out and follow the system navigation instructions as soon as possible to find the abandoned warehouse where Zhou Mengyao is imprisoned, and rescue her before she is violated or harmed.

"Buzz..."

At night, the Magic City is bustling with traffic and flashing neon lights.

Lin Lang, who was bent on saving people, frowned as he drove the bright red Ferrari convertible sports car at lightning speed towards the suburbs of Lihai.

As the speed continued to soar, the Ferrari let out a low and shocking roar, as if a ferocious beast was running wildly on the streets of the city.

The roar of the Ferrari convertible sports car instantly broke the silence of the streets of Longhai, attracting passers-by to stare in amazement.

The evening breeze ruffled Lin Lang's hair and also ruffled his heart.

Lin Lang tightly gripped the steering wheel of the Ferrari, speeding through the bustling downtown area of ​​​​Linhai, stepping on the accelerator desperately, trying like a madman to save his school beauty Bai Yueguang.

at the same time.

In a dim, abandoned warehouse, moonlight shone through the dilapidated windows, sprinkling onto Zhou Mengyao's frightened face.

Zhou Mengyao, who was kidnapped by fanatical fans, was trapped in a dilapidated warehouse with a decaying smell. The eerie dim lighting made her look very scary.

Zhou Mengyao was seen tied to a tattered chair with a time bomb with complicated circuits tied to her body. She was unable to move, with tape wrapped around her mouth and her eyes full of helplessness and fear.

"Woooo..."

Zhou Mengyao kept shedding tears and couldn't even make a sound to ask for help.

The walls of the abandoned warehouse were covered with Zhou Mengyao's racing posters and artistic photos, as well as densely packed candid photos, which made Zhou Mengyao's scalp tingle and her breathing very uncomfortable.

"Goddess, we finally sit down and meet for a private date!"

A fanatical fan wearing a mask, holding a stack of racing race ticket stubs in his hand, showed his idol Zhou Mengyao that he had watched every one of her racing races live.

Zhou Mengyao, who was tied to a chair with a time bomb tied to her body, felt extremely shocked and frightened, and tears kept pouring out like a dam breaking.

"I have imagined the scene of dating you countless times, and today my wish finally came true!"

As the hooded kidnapper spoke, he gently stroked Zhou Mengyao's cheek, as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.

The frightened Zhou Mengyao tried to call for help while trembling, but the weak voice was tightly covered and could not be heard at all.

Immediately afterwards, a scene that shocked Zhou Mengyao extremely happened.

The fanatical fan who kidnapped Zhou Mengyao took off her hood, revealing an unexpected face. She turned out to be a lesbian female fan.

Lesbian is lesbian.

"Uh..." Zhou Mengyao was shocked and stunned.

"My goddess, you can't imagine it, right?"

Yao Yumeng, the fanatical lesbian fan, took off her mask. Her eyes were fanatical and obsessed, as if she wanted to imprint Zhou Mengyao's image deeply in her heart.

There was an unspeakable madness and obsession in Yao Yumeng's eyes. Her infatuated and passionate eyes gave Zhou Mengyao goose bumps all over her body.

Yao Yumeng's dark circles seemed to be deeply imprinted on her face. They were extremely thick and seemed to be unable to be wiped away forever, which made her look a little sick and crazy.

"do you know?"

"I think about you every day, and every diary entry reflects my longing for you." Yao Yumeng's obsession with Zhou Mengyao seems to have reached a point of madness.

At this moment, Zhou Mengyao, with her mouth blocked, could only stare at everything in front of her with horror.

Yao Yumeng was holding a strange diary tightly in her hand. Every page was blank, but she looked at the blank diary and began to read the contents of the diary. Those emotional words turned into a strange melody in her mouth, which made Zhou Mengyao feel creepy.

"From the first time I saw you racing a motorcycle on TV, I've had a crush on you."

Zhou Mengyao was so frightened that she burst into tears. She looked at Yao Yumeng in disbelief and found that there was a mysterious aura emanating from her.

"Every smile and every movement of yours fascinates me."

The mysterious and terrifying aura on Yao Yumeng's body was different from ordinary exhaustion, nor was it caused by simple emotional fluctuations. It was more like a dark force emerging from deep within her heart, devouring Yao Yumeng's soul.

To put it bluntly, Zhou Mengyao felt that the fanatical female fan who kidnapped her might have some mental problems.

"I am willing to do anything for you, even if it costs blood!"

"As long as I can be with you, I don't care about anything else! Even if we die together, I will be very happy!"

Yao Yumeng's expression was sometimes hideous and distorted, and sometimes calmed down. She looked at the diary with no words on it and spoke sweet and corny love words to her idol goddess Zhou Mengyao.

Those disgusting words made Zhou Mengyao feel a chill all over her body. Facing such a perverted and dangerous opponent, Zhou Mengyao felt unprecedented despair.

Yao Yumeng seemed to be suffering from schizophrenia, and said crazily: "Dear goddess, let's die together, okay?"

"I know that only if we die together, abandon our bodies of the same gender, and let our souls go to another world, there will be no more gender prejudice, and we can be together happily forever!"

Zhou Mengyao had never seen such a paranoid and perverted fan before. She was so frightened that she didn't know what to do. She could only shed tears silently in helplessness and fear.

Yao Yumeng was seen sometimes lowering her head to read her diary, and sometimes looking up at Zhou Mengyao, with complex light flashing in her eyes.

"Ha ha……"

"We can finally be together forever!"

"We can finally die together!" Yao Yumeng laughed crazily, with crazy light flashing in her eyes.

Yao Yumeng sometimes talked to herself, sometimes smiled foolishly at the air, and even suddenly lost control of her emotions, roaring or crying loudly. This weird behavior made the whole scene even more terrifying and unpredictable.

Zhou Mengyao was horrified, not knowing whether she could escape this nightmare, and felt a chill.

"Ha ha……"

Yao Yumeng's crazy and mournful laughter, like a ghost, kept echoing in the silent and empty warehouse, crazy and terrifying.

Zhou Mengyao, who was tied to a chair, was so frightened that her face turned as pale as paper. She felt a chill running down her spine, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead, and her whole body was covered with a dense layer of cold sweat.

“Hahahahahaha…we are going to die together!”

"Only in this way will you belong to me forever! No one can separate us!"

Zhou Mengyao's heart sank suddenly, and her body began to tremble involuntarily. She knew that her life was in danger.

With a hysterical roar, Yao Yumeng suddenly activated the time bomb. In an instant, the time bomb tied to Zhou Mengyao was successfully activated and entered the countdown stage.

"Woooo..."

Zhou Mengyao struggled desperately and called for help, but it was of no avail.

Looking at the red numbers flashing on the screen and the countdown to death of 25 minutes, Zhou Mengyao felt her heart sinking rapidly as if it were falling into a bottomless abyss in an instant.

At this moment, Zhou Mengyao took a breath of cold air and thought in horror, "This woman is really a lunatic. It seems that I am doomed today..."