CEO’s Secret Lover

Chapter 746: Imprisoned

When He Meixin looked at the departing taxi, when the man was sorrowful, the man turned back fiercely, and his deep blue eyes met He Meixin's eyes, scaring He Meixin to tremble, immediately Drop your head.

He let go and pulled her arm, and then said coldly, "Follow me."

He Meixin had no resistance at all at this time, and she began to wonder if she still had a life to go out this time.

Under the strong oppression of the man, she pulled her head into the factory with him.

After entering the door, she saw a lot of men with guns on patrol or doing something. Anyway, this place that looks like a factory outside is definitely not the factory she remembered ...

Following the man's footsteps, after entering the factory gate, he walked one hundred meters into a white room like a factory building, followed by an elevator, and he skillfully pressed a red button The elevator began to fall continuously, and stopped after a distance of about two floors.

The elevator door opened, and a large room appeared in front of her. There was a large round table in the center. Several men sat on it. There were also a few men sitting on the sofa beside the round table. The elevator door stood Looking at the two men, when everyone saw the arrival of the man, everyone's faces were obviously loose, but when they saw He Meixin behind the man, the expressions of relaxation immediately tightened again.

The man walked out of the elevator steadily and went straight to the round table. He Meixin didn't know where to go. She had to stand there stupidly after getting out of the elevator.

After the man walked to the round table and sat down, a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa immediately got up and walked to him, lit him a cigar and put it in his hands. She whispered something in her ear, and saw the middle-aged man approaching He Meixin.

"Where are you from?" The middle-aged man came to He Meixin and asked in skilled Japanese.

"What?" He Meixin couldn't hear Japanese, and her beautiful big eyes blinked, indicating that she was now confused.

The middle-aged man saw that He Meixin didn't understand him, so he turned his head and looked at the man who brought He Meixin and had a meeting with the person sitting on the round table.

While the man was discussing something with others, he glanced over here, probably knowing that the two of them had communication problems, and he waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to ask anything.

Therefore, He Meixin once again waited for her fate like an inanimate sculpture ...

Because the round table was also held in Japanese, He Meixin didn't know what those people were talking about, but looking at them, they should not be ordinary bank robbers, but more like gangsters in Hong Kong movies .

When He Meixin was guessing about the identity of these people, he suddenly heard three shots. A man suddenly stood up from his chair, pulled out his gun, and fired three shots at the man opposite him. The man immediately took a break and slumped on the sofa with **** chest.

He Meixin was scared by the gunshot and covered her ears, squatting to the corner of the wall.

She has never seen a few dead people in her life, and today she saw two fresh lives disappearing, and the flesh and blood was blurry, which made her nervous breakdown.

The man died, and the two men sitting on the sofa behind him quickly stood up and took out a pistol to face the murderer.

Although their response was quick, they are now in a situation of being outnumbered. Just as they pulled their guns, seven or eight guns were aimed at their heads.

The scene suddenly cooled down, as if He Meixin could smell the cold smell of **** from the **** of death, her eyes closed, waiting for death to come.

However, she waited for a long time but did not hear the sound of gunfire again.

I only heard the man who brought her talking about something in Dora, and it seems that he is also a very important head.

After all, the killing subsided, but He Meixin felt that his heart could not stand such a powerful stimulus anymore, and he just wanted to stand up, but passed away because of short-term blood supply to the brain and excessive fright. ...

He Meixin fainted for more than ten hours, and by the time her old man woke up quietly, she was in a strange environment.

Looking at the khaki curtains, the apricot sheets and high-grade mahogany furniture, she didn't know where it was now.

She remembered, wasn't she held hostage before she passed out?

How could it appear here?

Gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She wanted to go out and find someone to ask what is the place. Did the old gangster's head draw a wind and thought she was too useless, so she let her go?

Walking crept to the door, she gently opened the door of the room, and was preparing to look out her head, and a black hole muzzle directly on her head.

A black man opened his mouth and mumbled, Asahi Minami, as if ordering something.

He Meixin is going crazy. Which language is this? She doesn't understand, she doesn't understand ...

However, she still understood the meaning. It was nothing more than to let her roll back to the room honestly, or she might lose her life.

Okay, she ’s rolling, is n’t she rolling?

It is true that Pingyang Hulu was bullied by a dog, not to mention that, even if she was not usual, she could not become a tiger.

Back in the room, the black man took the door from the outside heavily, and turned around with a stern glance at He Meixin as a warning.

He Mei was scared and looked at the closed door. She knew that she was still imprisoned in this broken place. She didn't know what the man who arrested her meant, and why imprisoned her. He has now successfully escaped the danger. It should be said that either killed her or let her go, leaving her completely useless, why didn't she kill her or let her go?

She vowed that she didn't want to die, but the feeling of waiting for death was too crumbling. She was afraid that she would not be killed by him, but he would be scared to death.

Who can stand the feeling of being forced against his brain, real mental abuse.

She drew near the bed with terrible fear, hugged the quilt with both hands, and the cold air inside the room made her hairs stand upside down.

Suddenly I feel so homesick, I miss her baby girl, I miss Wu Wei ...

If I knew that human life would sometimes be fragile, if I knew that she might face all these things now, she would probably be selfish and live for herself, not wanting to let her live in the next life.