So in addition to Asians, when she saw a white man, she asked in English how to get to the police station, or whether she could call the police. She was abducted.


    Muxi almost swore in her mind that she would learn English well or just read English department.


    And over and over again complain about why I have a god learning brother who doesn''t learn a little. Studying is half a task, and English is half a task. There are big problems in communication with people, and oral English is not so good.


    The only advantage is that she learned Kung Fu from her father when she was a child. Although she is still a weak chicken in the hands of the gunman, two or three hooligans who have bad intentions on the road can still reluctantly lay down and run.


    It''s not easy to meet a more gentlemanly middle-aged British couple who is willing to bear to listen to her in English, which is not up to standard, kowtow and hope to express that she was kidnapped by traffickers and hope that they would call the police for her.


    They also called the police station with their mobile phones in good faith, and spoke about the situation in Spanish.


    Then tell her that the police will come to pick her up.


    She took a sigh of relief and said thank you with a smile.


    The couple also kindly offered her a cup of coffee.


    The result did not wait for the police, Muxi holding a coffee cup is not easy to wait until it is not so hot ready to drink two mouthfuls of "thirst", the remaining light of the corner of the eye caught a glimpse of several big and powerful men coming towards her with fierce faces.


    She was shocked, and immediately stood up. The coffee in her hand spilled on the back of her hand, which made her cry out in pain.


    Before she had time to react to the pain, she got up and ran.


    Ming Ming called the police, but the police didn''t get the traffickers


    Terrible, how can she go back


    Muxi can only run without dying. There is a hot wind in her ear. Her heart is about to jump out of her chest because of tension and fear. But the more she runs, the closer she feels that the people behind her are following her.


    In the process of panic escape, a long and thin black figure jumped into her eyes. She was inexplicably happy and ran directly to him -


    later she recalled that she didn''t understand why she ran to him without hesitation, and didn''t know the choice at this moment, whether it was luck or misfortune.


    She also repeatedly thought about the busy street, so many people, she was clearly being chased, why would she choose to seek the shelter of a strange man If she can''t be sheltered, she will be taken directly.


    As for the reasons of choice


    Maybe it''s just parked in front of the hotel that she doesn''t know but looks very luxurious.


    Maybe it was the man who came down from the black car with an extraordinary aura, calm and evil.


    Besides, there are several respectful and straight men around him.


    Of course, because he has an Asian face.


    She ran to him and tried to hold his sleeve. Before Mr. Zhang could spit out two words, her wrist was suddenly buckled with great force and precision. Next second, the pain of fracture of hand bone spread all over the nerve endings.


    Everything you want to say turns into a scream in your throat.


    By the time she reacts, the whole person has been pressed on the body.


    One left and one right, two guns on her temples.


    "Stop it."


    Tears blurred, she saw a man''s thin lips slightly open, spit out two words.


    She had no doubt that the man had not opened his mouth, and that she was now dead.


    But she didn''t have time to think about it because


    She broke her hand.


    Sheng Sheng is broken by this man.


    "Don''t kill me..."


    Fear, this fear is totally different from her fear of being kidnapped by traffickers.


    Being kidnapped is a fear of the status quo and the facts, and the fear at the moment is totally a feeling that permeates from this man''s bones.


    Those two thin lips have been lifted again, and some ponder, "Chinese people?"


    He speaks Chinese, which is very standard and fluent. Obviously, he is also Chinese.


    Her hands hurt so much that she could only nod her head and say off and on, "I I was tied here just to ask you How can I get in touch with Embassy. "


    The man didn''t answer her.


    His eyes were slow and unbridled, looking at her from top to bottom, like looking at some goods.


    Muxi is not unique. There is no exquisite and bright features of chihuan and no skin beyond ordinary people.


    As for face, she belongs to the little beauty who is more beautiful.


    But There is a mother who is a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, and she has been successfully nourished -


    large chest, white skin, long legs, thin waist, this extremely hot figure.


    The body is mature, but the temperament is pure student spirit.


    It''s extremely tantalizing to men''s instinctive visual nerves.


    The man''s thin lips overflowed with gentle lines, "when you trash shoot, I''m dead now."


    He said this to his men.The traffickers who are after Muxi have caught up.


    Muxi doesn''t care that this man just broke her hand and tightly grasped his sleeve with the other hand. His tears can''t stop falling down. "Please Please help me. "


    The man glanced at the men, and his eyes fell back on her.


    Oh, he came out this time without a woman.


    I didn''t think it was necessary, but now I suddenly think it''s OK to have one.


    He picked up the corner of his lips, looked at her crying face, his fingers raised her chin, and raised her face. It was just the frivolity of the ruffian like a smile. "I''ll save you, what are you going to pay me?"


    "I can give you money. Our family has a lot of money My brother has a lot of money, too. "


    The man''s eyes narrowed. "Except money?"


    She is too small, although not ignorant, but naturally without personnel, and never face the man''s Frank eyes.


    Besides, he''s not straightforward, he''s explicit.


    It''s like, she''s not dressed.


    This kind of look makes people shudder. She can feel what it is, and can''t help but want to step back. But behind her is the car body, and there is no way to step back.


    Muxi bit his lips and stammered, "a lot of money You can find All kinds of Beautiful Women. "


    The man who was twenty centimeters taller than her in front of her smiled at once.


    It''s like she told him a joke.


    He is very tall, thin but tall. He should be about the same age as her brother. He has black sunglasses on his high nose, and his black shirt is worn by him in a very decadent manner.


    I can''t see the whole face, but I can vaguely judge that it should be a very good face.


    The voice line is very magnetic and refreshing, but even so, he still makes people laugh fear.


    Muxi is more afraid.


    His men are still negotiating with the traffickers. They speak Spanish. She can''t understand them.


    But those people seem to be afraid of him. They dare not act rashly. The guns are not raised.


    The man slowly took back his hand, thin lips arc some gorgeous, ponderous inquiry asked, "except money, nothing else?"