Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

Shi Heyun dragged Qi Yan over, lifted up the hem of her short shirt, and tried to lift her clothes off.

Qi Yan struggled and twisted her body. Her mouth was stuffed with cloth and she couldn't make a sound. The girls who were also arrested around her looked at her indifferently and numbly. They were obviously not surprised by this situation.

Everyone goes through this, just adapt.

Perhaps due to the long-term torture and taming, their hearts are actually looking forward to the fact that this newly arrived girl will gradually turn into what they are now. This is the only fun they have in being locked here all day long.

Qi Yan struggled hard. She stretched out her legs to kick, but Shi Heyun held down her ankle. She was so uncooperative, and it was difficult for him to do his job.

"I won't do anything to you." Shi Heyun was helpless. He had Master Jin's order not to hit her and leave any wounds. If other girls had resisted so much, he would have done it. "I'm just checking your body to see if there are any scars, tattoos, birthmarks or anything like that." , just take a look.”

She stared at him, her eyes red and moist.

Shi Heyun let go of his hand and put his arms on his knees: "It's okay if you don't want to cooperate. I'll let other men come in and hold you down together. Do you have to force you to this point before you can accept your fate?"

She was stunned for a moment, and then she leaned forward, with pleading eyes. She motioned for him to loosen her bonds because she had something to say.

"No, there are rules." Shi Heyun shook his head, "Master Jin always tells the truth. Unless he orders, you can't speak. Okay, be obedient, and I will take off your clothes first."

Shi Heyun seemed to be thoughtful, but in fact his men were extremely powerful.

Qi Yan raised her leg and kicked him in the knee. Shi Heyun didn't expect that she would dare to resist, and was kicked to the ground without any defense. He immediately got up from the ground, with an angry face, and threw her back. slap.

"What a shame for you." Shi Heyun rubbed his knees.

Even when he hit her, he controlled the force so that her face was not injured, but only slightly red and swollen.

Qi Yan lowered her head, her messy hair covering her face.

Just as Shi Heyun was about to continue taking action, his cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, his expression solemn, and subconsciously glanced at the surveillance camera on the warehouse.

His hands shook and he answered the phone: "Master Jin."

On the phone, the man's voice was calm and gentle: "Who asked you to do it?"

Shi Heyun panicked and knelt down directly in front of the monitor, "I was wrong, Master Jin. She wouldn't let me touch her and kicked me. I couldn't hold it back because of my impatience. I know I was wrong."

"Bring her here." There was a faint sound of clinking porcelain bowls on the other end of the phone.

"Yes." Shi Heyun hung up the phone and then stood up. He said hello to the warehouse door, and immediately two strong men rushed in, one on the left and the other on the right, and lifted Qi Yan out.

Qi Yan was dragged by them, unable to walk with her tied feet, which caused long drag marks on the ground. When she left the warehouse, she was dazzled by the setting sun.

Outside the warehouse is what looks like a base, with high protective walls, numerous armed guards with foreign faces, and well-organized patrol officers.

Above the square wall, burning clouds seemed to be floating in the sky, and a large area was covered with warm orange-yellow color, which was particularly dazzling.

Qi Yan was dragged into a building that resembled a villa, but the style was more European and the colors were bolder, mainly gold, showing its gorgeousness and nobility.

After entering, Qi Yan discovered that this place was more like a meeting hall. Countless chairs were arranged neatly. There was no one in the hall. There was a square table in the front with tea sets and a lotus incense burner on it.

The sandalwood on the incense burner curls up, and the smell brings peace and tranquility, which is quite elegant.

The strong men left and right threw her down and left.

She and Ying Jin were the only ones left in the hall.

Ying Jin was making tea, and his porcelain-white hands were distributing the tea soup into tea cups.

He didn't say anything, didn't even look at her, and filled all the tea cups with concentration before raising his eyes to look at her.

"No more trouble?"

His voice was clear and mellow, as if he were an elder who tolerated his naughty children, and his eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses were deep and compassionate.

Qi Yan tried to stretch her legs and sat up awkwardly, humming.

Ying Jin pulled out a dagger from under the tea table and threw it in front of Qi Yan.

He didn't speak anymore, and his cold face was looming in the mist of tea.

Qi Yan moved over, picked up the dagger with difficulty, turned the dagger around, and struggled to sharpen the hemp rope with the blade. Even if she could only cut a trace at a time, as long as she could grind half of it, she could untie the rope.

From the beginning to the end, Ying Jin only had eyes for the tea set. He even took the time to light a new stick of incense for the incense burner without looking at her the whole time, as if she was just an insignificant ornament.

Qi Yan was sharpening the thick hemp rope with a knife while thinking about the next countermeasures.

As long as her hands are free, she can get some cloth to stuff in her mouth. What is her first reaction that is most appropriate?

The most important thing is not to anger him.

This is a foreign country, and she has no way to guarantee her life safety. It doesn't matter how she wins the situation. What she needs to do now is to save her life.

To live, first find a way to live.

Qi Yan forced herself to calm down and cut the rope faster. Finally, she untied the hemp rope and freed her hands.

She took some cloth from her mouth and untied the rope around her legs.

"Mr. Jin, thank you." She rubbed her wrists, stood up and looked at him with vigilance and fear.

Ying Jin picked up the tea cup and said, "Why thank me for my explanation."

"Aren't you going to let me go?" She controlled her tone, testing his thoughts.

"When did I let you leave?" Ying Jin took a sip of tea and put down the teacup: "Come here."

She approached timidly and slowly walked to the tea table.

He pushed out one of the tea cups and said, "Have a try."

She smelled the aroma of the tea and looked at the tea leaves, and was a little surprised: "First-class Silver Needle Baihao." She observed the filtered tea, and said with some pity: "The soup color is a bit thick. The soup color of Silver Needle Baihao would be light apricot." optimal."

Ying Jin just shared it casually, but never thought that she would know tea.

"How much more do you know?" he asked.

She waved her hand: "I don't know much. My father likes to drink tea and study pen and ink. I have been taught him since I was a child, so I understand a little bit."

Ying Jin narrowed her eyes and her voice was like a clear spring flowing in the mountains: "You can't find special-grade tea here, and it's troublesome to transport it."

"When I return to China, I will definitely look for the best tea to thank Master Jin." She smiled ingratiatingly and looked at him expectantly.

A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Ying Jin's mouth, and her profile was handsome and smooth: "I will not let you go. You are a rare product with good looks and strong drug resistance. I want to check your body personally."

The smile on her lips froze.

Ying Jin's slender jade-like hands took back the tea cup she had drank from and poured the tea soup inside into the waste bucket.

He said lightly:

"Take it off."