Mu Wan was greedy for pleasure, and the big boss in the Beijing circle got away with it

Luo Shuwan gritted his teeth and straightened his neck without knocking.

The person next to her whispered in her ear, "You bitch, please be wiser!"

With that said, he kicked her hard in the stomach.

"Well..." Luo Shuwan instinctively bent over.

The sound of gongs and drums started again, and the people around were shouting and cheering.

"Look how happy Dashachun is!"

"Isn't that right? It is said that the new wife looks like a celebrity! She is also a college student!"

Luo Shuwan wanted to shout but couldn't open his mouth, which was sealed shut.

The sky is not responding to the call, and the earth and the earth are not working.

So desperate that I wanted to hit him to death.

"Oh!"

There was a sudden loud noise that shook her whole body.

The noisy gongs and drums suddenly stopped.

The playful crowd also fell silent.

Through the gap in the hijab, Luo Shuwan saw the people next to him turning their toes.

Who is coming?

Immediately afterwards, a series of footsteps reached my ears. The footsteps were heavy and powerful, like the footsteps of many young and middle-aged people.

At this time, the village chief who was sitting in the high hall stood up and asked arrogantly, "Which village are you from?"

He turned to his second son and said, "Geng Qing, go and see their wedding invitations."

Before he finished speaking, the village chief said, "Ouch!"

Luo Shuwan saw from under his hijab that the village chief took two steps back and fell to the ground.

The village chief spat out a curse, "You dare to touch me! Beat me!"

Someone next to me said in a panic, "Are you here to steal the bride? Hurry up and hide the bride!"

Immediately afterwards, two women took her arm and dragged her into the house.

Luo Shuwan struggled and resisted with all his strength.

The sounds of fists and kicks behind him were mixed with the howls of the villagers.

Suddenly, the two women beside him screamed and let go.

They seemed to have been kicked away!

The person who came from behind brought a gust of wind and lifted her hijab.

At that moment, she seemed to have caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

is it him?

"Fu Sichen..." She called his name, but she could only make a sound.

He leaned down, and the familiar fragrance of elegant wood filled his heart and mind. Luo Shuwan burst into tears instantly.

Fu Sichen groped her arms and legs to check, making sure there were no obvious injuries. He took her into his arms and hugged her tightly, and left this place of right and wrong as quickly as the wind.

He held her in his arms and kept walking. To be precise, he kept walking uphill and downhill, jumping across the rugged winding mountain path.

Luo Shuwan kept crying. Although he didn't want to, the tears flowed uncontrollably.

Tears passed through the hijab, wetted his suit, and soaked the tape that sealed her mouth.

She asked with sobs, "Fu Sichen, is that you?"

Fu Sichen gasped slightly, "What else?"

"Can you untie me first? I'm almost strangled by these ropes."

Fu Sichen kept his feet down for a moment, "There's someone chasing you from behind."

Just as he finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Luo Shuwan asked.

"There is a group of people coming in front," Fu Sichen squinted his eyes and looked, "They are still holding guns in their hands!"

This is impossible to do.

He turned around and ran back with Luo Shuwan in his arms, turned into a small alley, and ran forward with all his strength.

After running for who knows how long, the group of villagers behind him finally got rid of them.

Night had fallen, and Fu Sichen looked around. There was a forest overgrown with weeds around him, and he could not tell his direction at all.

He put Luo Shuwan down and panted, "What kind of hellish place are you talking about!"

Luo Shuwan leaned into his arms and asked with a thick nasal voice, "Can you untie me first?"

Fu Sichen followed the intertwined rope to find the knot. It was a dead knot that could not be untied!

He patted his pocket and took out his lighter, "Stand still."

"How about..." Luo Shuwan shook his head, "How about you rip this thing off my head first?"

Fu Sichen took off the hijab, was obviously startled, and then put it back on.

He was always calm, and his expression remained unchanged even when the sky fell. This was the first time Luo Shuwan saw such an expression on his face.

He asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

"Like a ghost." Fu Sichen said in disgust, holding her hand and raising it slightly, lighting the rope on fire.

After untying the ropes that bound his hands and feet, Luo Shuwan moved around, took off the annoying hijab, and used it as a towel to wipe his face.

Then he raised his head and looked at Fu Sichen seriously.

Fu Sichen pinched her waist and looked at her. She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, red embroidered shoes, and two braided ropes as thick as little fingers tied to her ankles. There were many totem-like pendants hanging on them, which showed a strong superstitious color.

The same braided rope is also hung on the wrists and neck.

The palm-sized face was covered with thick, cheap makeup, and the makeup had been completely worn away.

This face, paired with this outfit, standing in this remote forest, looks very Chinese-style horror.

Occasionally, the hoot of an owl can be heard deep in the forest.

The atmosphere is even weirder.

Fu Sichen's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, then moved away, "It looks more like before."

Luo Shuwan lifted up the hem of his wedding dress and wiped his face carefully, "What now?"

She dragged her aching body to face Fu Sichen and raised her face for him to see.

Fu Sichen didn't look at it. He raised his head and looked at the treetops. "Find a place to wash your face. It's so late at night. It looks scary."

Luo Shuwan looked around, took two steps forward, leaned his head against the tree to take a look, then turned around, walked two steps to the side, and took another look.

Fu Sichen took out the cigarette case from his pocket, shook out one and bit it in his mouth, but did not light it.

He watched quietly as Luo Shuwan looked around in circles with him as the center point.

"Where are you setting up your formation?"

Luo Shuwan sighed, "I can't tell the direction clearly."

Fu Sichenfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, "Isn't this your hometown?"

Luo Shuwan shrugged, "My hometown is Luojia Village, and this is Lijia Village, separated by a hill."

This answer was a bit explosive and blew the cigarette out of Fu Sichen's mouth.

Luo Shuwan held his stomach and slowly bent down, picked up the cigarette and brought it to him, "The mosquitoes are starting to swarm. Light it and use it as mosquito coils."

Fu Sichen took the cigarette from her hand, lit it, and waved it around her to drive away the mosquitoes.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and tried to call the bodyguard, but there was no signal.

Only 7% battery left!

"Let's go back the way we came." Fu Sichen turned on the flashlight, turned around and walked back with her in his arms.

"You can't go back! The people in Lijia Village are famous for being domineering and arrogant!"

"I remember when I was young, there were many wives bought from outside in Lijia Village. If any of them escaped, the whole village would gather around the village and search the mountains. Even the surrounding villages would help find them."

"They must be waiting for us at the bottom of the mountain now. If we can't wait tonight, they will come up to search the mountain tomorrow."

"Mr. Fu, while the phone still has power, let's find a flat and spacious place and spend the night on the mountain."

Fu Sichen spoke, and Luo Shuwan thought he had acquiesced.

She broke a branch from a nearby tree, took Fu Sichen's arm, and walked forward while whipping the weeds in front of her.

Fu Sichen took the branch in her hand and poked at the weeds like a blind man searching for a path, "You have to do this so that you can scare away snakes and insects, and you can also find pitfalls in time..."

"Ah!!!" Luo Shuwan's feet fell into the air and he fell into a deep pit!

Fortunately, Fu Sichen reacted quickly and grabbed her wrist with his backhand.

"Ah!!! Snake! Fu Sichen snake!" Luo Shuwan shouted in horror.

Fu Sichen held her wrist firmly, "Don't be afraid, I'll pull you up right now."

"No! Above you!" Luo Shuwan shouted with a trembling voice, "It's hanging on the branch!"