Xiaoyao turned his head and looked over, his eyes were flushed, Duanmuheng knew that saying this would hurt him, but he didn't care so much at this time, he only hoped to get him out of danger first.

It's a pity that the gangster was not so easy to talk, he shook his head to his accomplice, Duanmu Heng's eyes went dark, and a black cloth covered his head, and then he felt severe pain in his head, and he lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, Duanmuheng found that they were in a dimly lit space. The space was cold and damp, and the surroundings were empty. It was impossible to tell whether it was a warehouse or a basement.

There were seven or eight people standing across from them. They heard the voices of the gangsters who had kidnapped them. They all took off the black cloths on their faces, but due to the light behind them, they couldn't see their faces clearly. They could only be heard from their accents as Chinese.

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