Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

"Gu Meng, leave the hostages behind. I promise to let you take Curry away." Song Bojian deliberately changed his voice.

Gu Meng shouted, "You are handsome and you are right, but I only believe in myself. I can tell you clearly that as long as you let me take Curry away and deal with him, I will not hurt a hair on this little girl.

But if you guys try to trick me, don't blame me for the accidental discharge of my gun. You should have checked me out and know I have nothing to lose, right? "

There was another round of discussion over there. The leader of the foreign soldiers was so angry that he left with his men.

Suddenly, only the people brought by Song Bojian were left at the scene.

Song Bojian's men also withdrew afterwards.

Song Bojian looked at Yan An deeply. Yan An nodded at him to indicate that everything was fine. He then turned and left.

Gu Meng smiled and leaned close to Yan An's ear, "Thank you, we can go out smoothly now."

As she spoke, she instructed Yan An, "Use the access card I gave you to open the door, just like when we came in. You did a great job."

Yan An walked out and suggested, "I'm unlucky sometimes. Can you use a knife to hold me hostage? If something goes wrong, you'll lose the hostage."

"No, I know you're strong. If you try to grab my knife, I won't be able to take it away. But if you try to grab my gun, I'll pull the trigger first." Gu Meng said in a gentle voice, "Besides, who would be so unlucky as that?"

Yan An, “…”

Heartbroken.

Since Gu Meng insisted on using a gun, Yan An couldn't let himself start to have bad luck, otherwise he would easily die.

She was very obedient and followed Gu Meng into the car she had hidden earlier and rushed out of the encirclement.

Although there was a car following behind him, Gu Meng, who drove the car like a firecracker, got rid of it.

In the passenger seat, Yan An was handcuffed to the seat and was tossed left and right by the sudden turn of the car.

I thought Gu Meng’s driving skills were even better than Zhao Mingzhao’s.

Yan An used his hand, which was handcuffed to the handle, to grip the handcuff with his backhand and slowly applied force.

She would try to pinch it first to see if it was okay, so that it wouldn't make too much noise and it would also be convenient for her to find the right place so she could jump out of the car.

Curry in the back row gradually woke up, but could only speak and not move.

He was mumbling something, but I didn't know what he was saying. He was very excited.

Gu Meng was very calm, with a sneer on his face from beginning to end, and his eyes looked forward firmly, without any distraction.

She was distracted by the movement of Yan An's uncuffed hand touching his phone.

She glanced at Yan An and frowned, "What? You want a shot too? You might become an idiot if you get one."

Yan An shook his head like a rattle and finally took out his phone. "I just wanted to use my phone to translate what the person behind me was saying."

"What's so good about him farting?" After saying this, Gu Meng quickly turned the steering wheel and made a sharp turn.

Seeing that she was very busy, Yan An ignored her and opened the translation software.

The translation software recorded the words of the person behind him, and then the mechanical male voice automatically converted them into Chinese and played them out.

"What do you want to do, you bitch? If it weren't for me, Curry, you would have been torn into pieces and sold for your organs.

You scoundrel, have you forgotten how you begged for mercy from me?"

"I was the one who killed your family. If you dare to kill me, you will be hunted down forever. When your sister died, my men were..."

Yan An turned off his phone in time and paused the translation.

She wanted to know more information, but didn't want to provoke Gu Meng.

When Gu Meng looked at him coldly, Yan An turned around and smashed the phone on Curry's head.

There was a loud "bang".

Curry was a little dazed when he found his eyes were bloodshot and then his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Yan An hurriedly said, "I was wrong."

Gu Meng pulled up the corners of his mouth and smiled, then continued to concentrate on driving.

The car sped along, but Yan An finally did not choose to jump out.

Following Gu Meng all the way, she could feel that Gu Meng was a person who could be soft-hearted when necessary and cruel when necessary.

For example, when she was threatening her, she could have hit her harder, but she only hit her once. She could have given her the same injection as Zakuri, but she chose to continue threatening her.

It can be seen that as long as she cooperates, she will not be harmed.

If she really wanted to run away but failed, she might let her see what cruelty was.

And then... she didn't want to run away for the time being, perhaps because Gu Meng was as unlucky as her.

The car drove straight into the door and drove into an abandoned factory. The messy empty barrels hit the car and slowly slid to the side.

Gu Meng opened the back door and dragged Curry out swiftly.

She tentatively felt Curry's breath and said, "I'm glad he's not dead."

Then they dragged the man into the factory like a dead dog.

Yan An picked up the phone from the back seat. Gu Meng looked back at her and she immediately followed like a little follower.

Gu Meng raised her eyebrows and smiled.

Curry woke up again, woken up by pain.

He was tied to a stool, and as soon as he woke up he felt the blood all over his face.

Seeing Gu Meng holding a knife opposite him, he gritted his teeth and had to face the reality that he had fallen into the hands of this woman.

And those useless policemen didn't even rescue him.

He suppressed his anger and softened his tone, "I know your name is Gu Meng now, it's a nice name. Gu is your original surname, right? Actually, your family..."

Before he could finish his words, Gu Meng stabbed Curry in the thigh.

The white knife went in and the red knife came out, and blood spurted out.

"Gu Meng, I'm not lying to you. What I said in the car just now was all angry words. Your family was killed by Mark privately. When I found out, it was too late. You should know how much I love you. How could I bear to see you sad?

As long as you let me go, I will inform everyone to follow you from now on, and you won’t have to wander around and be some low-brow little star anymore.”

"Ah!" Curry screamed and watched Gu Meng cut off four fingers on one side of his body.

The fingers fell to the ground and rolled in the mud.

That’s not all, several fingers on the other side were also cut off.

"Ahhh!" Curry couldn't help but curse out the pain in his heart and the anger of losing his hand, "Bitch."

Not far away, Yan An lay with his back to the world, a strong smell of blood in his nose and Curry's mumbling and screaming in his ears.

I don’t know what nonsense Curry is talking about to make Gu Meng so angry.

She was just thinking about whether she should learn a few more languages to avoid encountering danger abroad again.

Then he heard Curry's trembling voice behind him shouting, "Rose! If I die, the police will never know what they want to know!"

Yan An looked back and was shocked by Curry's miserable condition.

She turned her gaze and only landed on Gu Meng, "How about you stab him and I ask?"

The knife in Gu Meng's hand was still dripping with blood. The look in her eyes that had been wary of Yan An changed, and she seemed unable to understand what Yan An meant.

Yan An looked at her and asked, "You tortured him for revenge and I interrogated him. Is there a conflict?"

Gu Meng paused, "...there is no conflict."