The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Alice." Locke called the housekeeper, "arrange a bedroom for Miss Mu and let her have a good rest. Remember, Miss Mu is my guest and can't be neglected."

The housekeeper had doubts in her heart, but she always obeyed the master's arrangements, and could not doubt.

"Miss Mu, please come with me."

"It's troublesome."

Mu Meng'ai nodded politely to Locke and walked past him calmly.

After coming out of this room, Mu Mengai breathed a sigh of relief.

The room the housekeeper arranged for her was on the sixth floor, and the long corridor was also guarded by bodyguards.

"Miss Mu, this is your room. If you are not satisfied, please tell me anytime." The housekeeper stood at the door.

"Thank you, I'm very satisfied."

"Then wish you a good night's sleep. Good night!"

As soon as the housekeeper left, Mu Mengai locked the door.

She turned off the lights and checked the surrounding area for surveillance. After making sure there was no problem, she turned the light back on.

Take out the phone, still no signal.

Locke arranged her here, not because of trust, but as a kind of imprisonment in disguise.

Fortunately, at least he saved his life.

Mu Mengai stood at the window and looked outside, the army was still there.

Presumably, those people's business is not over yet.

Suddenly, she saw two people carrying a woman out and threw them into the pickup truck.

Mu Mengni narrowed her eyes, that woman was one of the companions.

Sure enough, they did not escape death.

The violence of these people gave her a chill, and then, two, three... five... until the last one came out.

They were like broken rag dolls, mercilessly thrown into trucks, and then pulled for disposal and burial.

Mu Mengai was still a little scared.

If she hadn't made up a lie in time, she might have died just like those women.

These people don't treat people like people at all.

They start wars to satisfy their own selfish desires.

Mu Mengai could fully imagine the dire straits that the people of those small countries that were constantly at war were living in.

It was impossible for Mu Mengni to be at peace here. She was sitting on the bed, and now she was trapped. She didn't know how to get out of here.

Even the desire to communicate information to the outside world troubled her.

It's already two in the morning.

Mu Mengai glanced outside again, and had already transferred some troops. But those bodyguards are still there.

This is the sixth floor. It is impossible for her to land quietly and safely, and then leave here.

She is not sure now that she can defeat so many strong men.

What's more, I don't know how many guns there are in the dark.

Mu Mengni has never felt this powerless. She is very close to death, and it seems that she still has a way to survive, but she can't find a breakthrough.

Now I don't dare to think about who will come to save her. At this time, no one will come to save her.

The slight movement of the door made her whole body alert, she stared at the door, someone was pricking her door.

She swallowed nervously and leaned against the window.

The sound moved a few times and then stopped.

Fortunately, she locked the door.

Is it Locke? or someone else?

Mu Mengai looked back and looked out the window again. If someone really rushed in, she would choose to fight for life and death, and she would most likely be caught and punished, or she would choose to jump down from here, even if the death was tragic.

It didn't take long for the movement to sound again.

It was a rhythmic knock on the door, soft and careful.