Drifting Towards You

Excluding the kidnapping and extortion caused by her star status, the most likely thing is to seek revenge.

It has been ten minutes since she was taken away, and she still hasn't received any blackmail calls, so the most likely thing is that the enemy seeks revenge.

Mu Beiting's brain was running fast, and after hanging up the phone, he repeatedly confirmed that he hadn't missed a call.

Immediately called Shang Wen again.

"Master?"

"What did the people who were sent to stare at Han Jiaqing say."

Shang Wen respectfully said: "Han Jiaqing has not been unusual recently, nor has he ever made unfamiliar remittances and transfers, nor has he contacted weird people."

Mu Beiting lowered his eyes and thought, clasping his hands tightly, feeling flustered for no reason.

Be sure to wait for me late in the evening.

Must wait for me.

A few minutes later, Shang Wen trot and pushed the door in: "Master, the plane is ready."

Mu Beiting got up and rushed out.

Ten minutes later, Mu's private plane took off smoothly and headed straight for Dongjiang City.

But the distance between Haicheng and Dongjiang City is not close after all, and no matter how much it makes up for, it will eventually take more than two hours to travel.

On the plane, Mu Beiting's cell phone was always on so that he could receive any news at any time.

On the other side, Su Xiangwan pulled a conversation from the man's mouth again.

But this time, he seemed to be on guard and his mouth was much tighter.

Upon seeing this, Su Xiangwan fell silent, turned his head and looked out the window, trying to remember his position so that he could have the opportunity to provide the news to Mu Beiting for the convenience of rescue.

After driving the car for about half an hour, Su Xiangwan's brows became more and more lopsided.

What do these people want to do in such a biased place?

Is it possible to kill her?

But in that case, it was even more likely to kill her if she was directly hit by a car accident.

While he was thinking about it, suddenly the talented man got up from his chair with a baseball bat in his hand.

Yuan Xue's heart tightened and she protected her body in front of Su Xiangwan: "What do you want to do?"

"Huh, sorry!" The stick patted the man's hand.

In the next instant, the stick was raised.

A heavy knock on the back of Yuan Xue's neck.

"Sister Xue...How are you? How are you?" Su Xiangwan's heart was tight, but his hands were tied and he couldn't move at all.

She was about to look up, but for a moment, the back of her neck hurts.

I just felt that the eyes were dark, the sky turned upside down, and the whole person fainted completely.

The car was bumpy and swaying all the way.

I don't know how long it took to drive, and gradually reached the destination.

With a bang, a basin of cold water poured heavily on Su Xiangwan's face.

Su Xiangwan frowned and opened his eyes slowly because of the cold touch in the midsummer weather.

The coat and hair were wet, and she only saw the few extraordinarily tall men standing in front of her just now, looking down at her condescendingly.

She turned her head and looked at it.

It seems to be a roof, with about twenty-seven or eight floors, with a wide view.

Looking at the surrounding buildings, they are a little desolate, and they are all abandoned buildings.

Su Xiangwan's hands were tied behind his back, and his feet were also tied.

She slowly propped herself up, squinting at several people.

A man whistled at her, his eyes swept across her chest.

The white top she was wearing would splash water on her body. The thin blouse was attached to her body to outline a graceful curve. The light pink lace loomed through the placket, which made a few men unable to move their eyes and whistled. .