Sweet Wife and Adorable Baby: Jin Shaochong

"You are?" Su Luo frowned, unable to recognize who was on the phone.

The person on the other end of the phone was not discouraged at all. He was lucky enough to receive Su Luo's kindness, and now he finally has the opportunity to repay his kindness.

"Jian Tangtang is in danger at the Crimson Bar, come quickly." After the man finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.

Su Luo's original casual and playful posture suddenly retracted, and his whole body tensed up.

"Hey hey hey! Damn it, you actually hung up the phone!" Su Luo's heart tightened, and he felt irritated when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

He got up, put on a black leather studded jacket, and drove away from the set in a hurry.

When the assistant started to look for Su Luo, he saw only a rumbling sound from the buttocks of his dark red sports car.

"Luoge Luoge!"

"Oh! Director, director! Brother Luo ran away again!"

"How many times this month! Hurry up and get him back!"

The entire crew was in a mess.

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On the sports car, Su Luo took out his mobile phone and called the Scarlet Bar with a gloomy face, feeling a little burning in his heart.

Fei Se was involved in underground gangsters in Beiyang City, laundered a lot of black money, and even did drug reselling. Jian Tangtang fell into the hands of such people...

Su Luo didn't even dare to think about it, he didn't understand how Jian Tangtang would offend the people in the Crimson Bar.

A place where the lights are feasting, the paper is drunk and the gold is lost.

In the basement of this sensual place, the dim and flickering chandeliers creaked and creaked.

Jian Tangtang was roughly tied to the chair. Because of fear, her obsidian-like pupils were dilated and bloodshot, and the veins on her forehead were bulging.

She kept struggling, whimpering, and the scythe of death had already reached her neck, but she was powerless to resist. She could only watch helplessly as the bald man with a hideous tattoo on his arm held a sharp needle, step by step. Walk towards yourself.

don't...don't...

Jian Tangtang shook her head, tears fell from her eyes one by one, her whole body was trembling with tension and fear.

In the dark room, there was a musty and damp smell, gloomy and gloomy, as if to swallow her up.

The smirks around her destroyed her remaining sanity over and over again.

"It's making you cry so loudly, give her some drug first." Sister Hong sat on the black boss's chair beside her, her legs crossed gracefully, she impatiently picked her ears, and said with a frown.

"Yes!" The tattooed man paused, turned around and took a small bottle of white powder from the table next to him, poured it on the gauze beside him neatly, and then grinned at Jian Tangtang.

The glaring white teeth had a penetrating cold light, and Jian Tangtang almost fainted on the spot.

My mind was in a mess and I had lost my composure.

She actually missed Jin Nuochen crazily at this moment, Jian Tangtang bit the tip of her tongue angrily, and forced herself to calm down, but as the tattooed man approached, her tense nerves seemed to collapse.

With a bang, the iron door of the basement was opened, followed by a series of hurried footsteps.

"Sister Hong, it's not good! Young Master Su is calling!" A soldier hurriedly ran to Sister Hong's side, and handed over the phone with his waist down and sweat profusely.

"Why panic, waste!" Sister Hong's face darkened, and she kicked the pawn's stomach with her stiletto heels, and immediately turned on her back and wailed.

"Get out."

"Yes, yes, yes!" The pawn fled in despair.

Han Zhihe stood aside, clenched his fists slowly.

Young Master Su of the Su Family, who else could it be besides Su Luo? Have they been exposed...