Chapter 25: Kidnapped
There were few pedestrians on the street at 4 o'clock in the afternoon. The passing vehicles ran over the road and sped past. No one noticed that a young girl was kidnapped into the car. Only the scout who had been keeping an eye on the Vulture members found it in time and reported it immediately.
He saw that the kidnapped girl did not resist, and was dragged to the commercial vehicle by the two Vulture members with arms crossed.
"01, they have kidnapped the girl!" The scout reported calmly, not panicking because of it. Suddenly, the scout's eyes were fixed on the girl's right hand, and shock flashed in his eyes, "01, the girl gestured to me, She found me!"
How could this be?
When did she find her own?
As a scout, he didn't even notice it!
The operation center was also silent for a few seconds, and then, 01's voice came again, "I will check it out and keep watching."
"Yes!" Shocked by the gesture, the scout continued to hide himself, the girl sign language: I'm fine.
He rubbed a small ball of snow with his fingers and put it in his mouth, the coldness of the entrance calmed his ups and downs in an instant, and there was no more turbulence.
That's fine, at least it's reassuring.
An Xia discovered the scout as early as she entered the Internet cafe. She was not at ease. It was not surprising that they were found on the streets of cities all over the world.
She didn't know they were squatting until the members of the Vulture Gang appeared.
I don't know their arrangements, and I don't know their action plan, so I have to choose obediently and capture.
Inside the car, the man in the tail ring clamped An Xia's chin with one hand, looked at it carefully with the eyes of picking out the goods, and then nodded with satisfaction.
Black hair and black eyes, as mysterious as her country, is very fascinating.
Taking off the mask, the man revealed a face different from that of a man from the Xia country, with a high nose and deep eyes, a typical face of a man from the L country.
But he wore black contact lenses and his hair was dyed pure black. After wearing a mask, it is difficult to find out that he is from the L country without careful observation.
He spoke in Chinese language L, and he was instructing the driver to speed up and rush to the container warehouse.
Thinking that An Xia could not understand the language of the L country, she took out her mobile phone and contacted the Vulture member above, "I'm Drusen, the goods have been received, and the remuneration will be given to her within three hours."
Hearing this, An Xia, who pretended to be afraid and tightened her body, moved her fingers slightly.
She was sold to the Vulture Gang.
who is it?
Who wants to get rid of An Xia so much?
An Yangyang, Mu Ningxue, Song Family, Bo Family are all possible.
As the car drove, An Xia's thoughts continued.
An hour later, An Xia was dragged from the car by them and threw directly to the ground. Two middle-aged women dressed in ordinary clothes were vigorous and searched An Xia.
"Wow, it's great, all the featured people and goods have been successfully collected, and we will set off in five minutes." Drusen lit a cigarette for himself, and his sinister eyes swept the surroundings casually, and stood in an inconspicuous corner. inside.
An Xia's eyes darkened slightly, and the corners of her mouth were squeezed a little as she looked around.
Didn't Xia Guo's scouts keep up?
Five years later, Xia Guo's reconnaissance strength has not advanced but retreated?
On the left, at ten o'clock, the screams of several girls got into the ears, "Ah, let me go, what are you doing! Let me go!"
"Woooooo, I'm going home, I'm going home. Mom, Dad, I'm going home."
...
There are nine girls in total, plus herself, ten.
Wait, no, Druzen is in the wrong place.
That's the best escape position to leave right away, undetected.
He deliberately said to leave in five minutes, to test whether there is any danger around!
woohoo, sad, the heat is gone
Am I not cute? Don't you love me, woo woo woo woo
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