Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Because of his escape experience last time, Meng Xing was treated better. When carrying other prisoners, his subordinates would do it. When it was his turn, the tallest bodyguard captain would do it himself.

The captain of the bodyguard forced him to sit on the stool, and tied his hands behind his back, but when the captain of the bodyguard was about to tie his legs up, Meng Xing suddenly yelled: "Wait a minute!"

The bodyguard captain glanced at Wen Rulan asking for permission. Wen Rulan made a wait gesture and waited playfully to see how Meng Xing would beg for mercy.

Meng Xing still didn't beg for mercy, but said slowly: "No need to make it so grand. When we go back to the ward, I will still tell you whatever you want to ask."

Wen Rulan shook her head: "I like to be more formal."

He waved his finger to signal the captain of the bodyguard to continue.

"Wait a little longer!" Meng Xing called to stop again.

The captain of the bodyguard also looked at Wen Rulan asking for instructions again. In fact, he had encountered many people who were dying. Generally speaking, no matter how the other party yelled, as long as Wen Rulan didn't speak, he would not stop.

But...Because I saw the scene where Wen Rulan personally fed Meng Xing before, the captain of the bodyguard was keenly aware that his boss's attitude towards this person was very unusual. Today's fight was very big, but in fact, Wen Rulan was not at all. He is a sloppy person, he acts fiercely and decisively, if he really wanted to torture the other party, he wouldn't talk so much nonsense at all, he would have done it long ago.

As for the seemingly dangerous shot at Meng Xing before, it was actually not dangerous. Although Wen Rulan was not skilled, his marksmanship was very good, and it was by no means a lie.

So Wen Rulan's series of actions can be summed up as thunder and rain, and Meng Xing didn't even hurt a single fur, so the element of scaring was obviously greater.

The bodyguard captain had already figured out the king's heart, so he stopped in time.

And Wen Rulan's reaction also proved this point, he patiently gave Meng Xing a second chance, and reminded: "I told you, I don't know how long my patience can last. Fortunately, before it wears off, you can think of a way to persuade me not to torture you."

Meng Xing had already thought of it, he not only thought of a way to persuade Wen Rulan, but also a plan of how to get out of Wen Rulan's trap for the second time.

Just a moment ago, the system that had been silent for a long time suddenly made a "ding dong" sound: "It is detected that the player is in trouble, and in line with the principle of improving the game experience, we will provide some help to the player."

As he said that, a gleaming gift package appeared on the system interface, named "Extrication Card Combination Orientation Gift Package", which means that the item cards opened by this gift package are no longer random, but necessary for Meng Xing to escape from difficulties. Useful, almost caring. It couldn't be more caring, except that the price is a bit expensive.

"Five million?! Why don't you go and grab it?!" Meng Xing cursed in his heart.

But what he scolded him was that the system remained unchanged and it was impossible to lower prices, not in this lifetime.

Meng Xing quickly recognized the reality, and quickly thought of a way to get the money.

It is obviously unrealistic to exchange one's freedom with the identity of the mastermind behind the scenes. As for Wen Rulan, a scumbag, she must have crossed the river and demolished the bridge the moment she got the information, and brought back Meng Xing who hadn't run far.

But... it is definitely feasible to exchange the name Zhang Ji for a sum of money. What Wen Rulan lacks most is money. Five million is nothing to him, and even if he gives the money to Meng Xing, Meng Xing will It was still in his hands and he had no reason to disagree.

As long as he has five million, Meng Xing can escape with the gift package provided by the system, and there is no use for Wen Rulan to regret it.

However, Meng Xing did not ask for five million because he was not sure how much the name of Zhang Ji, the mastermind behind the scenes, was worth.

Wen Rulan had spent 100 million to arrest him. Meng Xing was wondering why Zhang Ji, the president of Telecommunications Company, had to be more expensive than him. If he was a bastard, he wouldn't make money. If he could get 100 million, of course he wouldn't choose 5 million. .

So he adjusted his sitting posture, assumed a negotiating posture, and said, "Don't you want to know who is behind the scenes who bribed Manager Huang and appointed Feiyan to kill you?"

"Oh?" Wen Rulan became a little interested this time, and asked, "You know?"

Meng Xing nodded: "Mr. Wen, it's a civilized society now, so there's no need for such backward interrogation methods. You're a businessman. You can just buy what you want."

He finally got to the point: "Let's make a price. That person's status is not low. If you make a suitable price, I'll sell you the information."

Wen Rulan made a thoughtful expression, and after a while, he raised five fingers.

"Fifty million?" Meng Xing guessed a relatively conservative number.

Wen Rulan shook her head.

" million?" Meng Xing was very satisfied with this number.

However, Wen Rulan shook her head again.

"Five billion?" Meng Xing didn't believe the number this time. He realized something was wrong as soon as he said it.

As expected, Wen Rulan shook her head and denied it.

"Five million? That's okay." Meng Xing compromised. It doesn’t have to be a lot of money, just enough.

Wen Rulan chuckled, and stopped letting Meng Xing guess wildly, and revealed the answer directly: "Fifty thousand."

Meng Xing was not calm now, and added: "That person's status is not inferior to yours, and he failed twice, maybe he will organize a third time at some point..."

Meng Xing's words were interrupted suddenly, because Wen Rulan said in a calm tone: "Zhang Ji is worth the price."

Meng Xing: "..."

Wen Rulan admired Meng Xing's stunned expression, and tried to interpret: "How would I know? I should have no way to know this name."

He asked himself and answered: "Guess."

He smiled again: "I just guessed before, but now I can tell from your reaction that my guess is right."

Meng Xing: "..."

Depend on! Fell into a trap!

Meng Xing couldn't help but cursed in his heart. While feeling annoyed, he also looked angrily at Wen Rulan, who was vicious and treacherous.

Wen Rulan watched the change in Meng Xing's expression in a happy mood, and when he was almost done watching, he said in a wicked way: "So, what leverage do you have to negotiate with me now?"

there is none left. Meng Xing thought to himself. His chips are empty, his plug-in card pool is also empty, and he has nothing but himself.

Wait, he still has himself.

Meng Xingxing was enlightened and found a way out in a desperate situation.

Wen Rulan saw that the man who was still sluggish just now straightened his back suddenly. He exerted strength with his arms, not to break free from the ropes that bound him, but to show off his muscular lines.

"Don't you want to sleep with me?" Meng Xing's taut muscles showed clear texture under his white shirt. He raised one corner of his lips, handsome and a bit ruffian at the same time, and said in a low voice full of male hormones: "Five One million, how about buying me for one night?"

Quiet indoors.

Wen Rulan's subordinates were so frightened by Meng Xing's bold remarks that they held their breath, while Wen Rulan's eyes were dim and unclear under the dim light.

The old chandelier creaked twice above the basement, and the silence of the crowd prolonged the time. After a long while, a chuckle broke the long freeze.

Wen Rulan asked in a playful tone: "Do you know how much the most expensive celebrity on the planet costs per night?"

Meng Xing didn't know, but the very discerning bodyguard captain had already stood up and continued: "One million."

"How much is he worth?" Wen Rulan put her hands on her forehead and looked at Meng Xing like a commodity.

The captain of the bodyguard tried to figure out the holy will, and tentatively quoted a price: "."

It's a pity that he can't figure it out right every time.But Wen Rulan wasn't angry either, she just shook her head and said, "He's still worth a little more than Zhang Ji, that trash who can't do anything, maybe a hundred thousand."

The two of them had already set a price for Meng Xing.

Meng Xing: "..."

Of course he couldn't agree, so he just bit the number: "Five million, no two prices."

In exchange, Wen Rulan asked with a smile: "Why?"

Based on... Meng Xing thought about it, among the three elements of selling oneself, a thin waist and long legs, a good job, he probably couldn't compare to the experienced top guy worth a million in any of them.

He made up other reasons that could easily be exposed, and Meng Xing really couldn't think of anything that could immediately raise his price to five million.

In this case... Meng Xing simply started to make things up, without explaining anything, just with an incomprehensible expression: "There is no second identical leaf in the world, and there is no second identical person. Others are worth a million." , I’m worth five million.”

"As for why I'm worth the price..." Meng Xing raised his chin provocatively: "You'll know if you try it?"