The runaway Cinderella of the billionaire president

Zhou Yian counted them and found that there were about ten of them. It would be extremely difficult for them to slip away from under the noses of so many people and walk directly to the gate.

"You've seen the man, too. When will you give me the money?"

"I don't have that much money, and you didn't tell me in advance. I need time to prepare."

"Ready? Do you think I will let you go easily if you come here?"

"You have no money, but you have your life. What do you want?"

"I told you, if you don't have money, I will help you find a way to make money." The man in the wheelchair said and winked at the little yellow-haired boy behind Zhou Yian.

The little yellow-haired boy received the signal, nodded at him, took out a piece of cloth from his pocket, took a step forward at lightning speed, and walked behind Zhou Yian in an instant. He put one hand around her neck and held her tightly in front of him, and covered Zhou Yian's mouth and nose with the cloth with the other hand, holding her tightly.

"Ah, what are you doing?" Huang Shan screamed as it happened so suddenly.

She struggled to get up, trying to pry open the little yellow-haired boy's hands, and shouted anxiously: "Yian, Yian, what's wrong with you? What on earth do you want to do, you beasts?"

At the same time, several other people quickly stepped forward and held Huang Shan down forcefully, preventing her from moving.

"...Um..." Zhou Yian shook her hands vigorously, trying to break free from the restraints. She struggled a few times, but it seemed as if all the strength in her body was drained away in an instant, and she became powerless.

In less than two minutes, her body slowly went limp and she fell to the ground. She lay motionless on the ground, as if she was in a deep coma.

The little yellow-haired boy was excited, "Brother Dao, this drug is really strong. It can make people fall down just by taking it."

The man pushing the wheelchair snorted arrogantly, "Humph, this medicine was specially obtained by Brother Dao through someone. Not to mention a person, even a cow can be knocked down with it."

The man called Brother Dao smiled, looked at Zhou Yian on the ground, and said with gritted teeth: "Little girl, you are still too young to dare to negotiate with me."

"Brother, the other one hasn't arrived yet?"

"It's okay, she will come. Women are just soft-hearted."

"But brother, there was a man there that night, and he hasn't been found yet. If we tie up these two women now, will anything go wrong?"

Although the man's entire face was wrapped in gauze, one could see his cruelty and cunningness from his eyes, the only thing that was exposed.

Brother Dao, whose real name is Fan Kun, likes to chop people with a long knife when fighting. He is crazy and fierce when fighting, so people in the underworld gave him the nickname Brother Dao. He is a well-known gangster leader in Shanghai.

Fan Kun has actually been in the industry for not that long, but with his boldness, ruthlessness, and reckless style of doing things, he has carved out a bloody path for himself with just his long sword.

In just a few short years, he transformed himself from a nobody into the well-known Brother Dao in the Shencheng circle. He even climbed up to the side of Jiang Liang, the behind-the-scenes gangster boss of Shencheng, and became his trusted subordinate.

It is said that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Jiang Liang has a paranoid and violent personality, and is ruthless. Although he is generous to his subordinates and clearly distinguishes rewards and punishments, he is not a good person either. Just because the last mission failed, he had someone break one of Fan Kun's legs in front of many people, and beat him until his head was bleeding.

When Fan Kun thought about how he had suffered because he failed to catch Zhou Yian and the others, he felt resentful.

He looked at the fainted Zhou Yian sinisterly, gnashing his teeth and said viciously: "Send them out to sea tonight to sell them, so as to avoid any more trouble. As for that man, kill him immediately when you find him."

The little yellow-haired boy hesitated and asked cautiously: "Brother Dao, if Brother Liang knew about this, we..."

"What, are you scared?"

"No, I'm just... worried. Brother Dao, you saved my life. I am yours in life and yours in death. Don't worry, I will follow you even if we have to go through fire and water. I won't even blink an eye."

Fan Kun glanced at them coldly, and asked in a cold tone, "We are brothers. Who among you is afraid that Brother Liang will know about this? If you want to get off the boat, you still have a chance to leave now."

"Who of you wants to leave? Hmm? I won't stop you."

All the men present looked at each other, confused, but no one expressed their opinion.

The little yellow-haired man smiled awkwardly, "Brother Dao, why are you saying this?" Then he raised his hands to everyone and shouted loudly: "Brothers, we swear to follow Brother Dao until death."

The people present followed him and shouted, "Yes, we will follow Brother Dao until death..."

"I swear to follow Brother Dao until death..."

Fan Kun nodded with satisfaction, and shouted loudly with excitement, "Brothers, if this job goes smoothly, I won't take a penny of the money I earn this time. I will share it all with you guys."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of cheers and shouts at the scene. The work was not yet completed, but the atmosphere was so excited that it seemed like a celebration party was being held in advance.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly. Fan Kun made a hushing gesture expressionlessly, then answered the call and turned on the speaker.

"I've come to the place you said. Where is she? Where are you?" Lin Meng's anxious voice came from the microphone.

Fan Kun pretended to be disgusted and held the phone far away from his ear, "Tsk tsk, women are really emotional. Look, he's coming."

"Speak up, where are you guys?"

He turned around and asked the man pushing the wheelchair behind him, "Is it safe?"

The man nodded and said, "I checked and there is no trace. She came here alone."

Fan Kun nodded and turned his head back, and said to the phone: "Follow the path, keep going forward, and you will see the brightest house."

After a while, Lin Meng's figure appeared at the door. She saw Zhou Yian and Huang Shan lying on the ground at a glance. She forgot her fear, and hurriedly trotted forward, squatted down and helped them up.

"Yian, Yian, Huang Shan, what's wrong with you? Wake up."

"Wake up quickly..."

However, before she could finish, a pair of hands suddenly appeared behind her and covered her mouth and nose tightly. She struggled for a few times and fainted.

"Brother Dao, it's ok, everyone fainted."

After hearing the sound, all the people hiding in the compartments came out.

Fan Kun leaned over and stretched out his hand to pinch Zhou Yian's jaw, squinting his eyes and looking at her, "Tsk tsk, you are really a beauty in the world. It's a pity that time is too tight, and I don't have the blessing to enjoy it."

"Mouse, Huangmao, you guys hurry up and get these three into the car and send them to the dock. If it's daybreak, things will be difficult."

"Okay, Brother Dao."

As they spoke, several people came forward, and hurriedly carried Zhou Yian and the others to the door, and then stuffed them into a seven-seater black commercial vehicle.

The black car started quickly and disappeared into the dark night in an instant.