Rebirth: Back to before my girlfriend dropped out of school

In a box somewhere in the city, Xia Zhuomian finally woke up. He was dizzy and only knew that he was about to take a taxi home from the competition venue. He lost consciousness after getting in the car. Now he woke up with a severe headache. He wanted to press his head with his fingers but found that his hands were tied.

Only then did he realize that the environment he was in was like a KTV box. The room was dimly lit and had excellent sound insulation. Even though it was such a noisy environment, Xia Zhuomian did not hear any sound in the enclosed environment.

Xia Zhuomian was actually not too panicked, because this was not the first time he was kidnapped, and the environment this time was much better than before. His feet were not tied. Xia Zhuomian struggled to get down from the sofa and jumped around.

Unfortunately, the door of the room was locked and there was no sharp weapon to untie the rope. He looked out through the only small piece of glass on the window and saw only a blur.

He didn't give up and squatted down to try to loosen the rope with the corner of the table. Before he could do it, someone walked in.

She was a woman, looking pretty and weak, but the way she crossed her arms and looked down at him coldly made Xia Zhuomian know that she was not as harmless as she looked.

Wanqing didn't expect that the person in the room was so calm. He didn't shout when he saw her come in, but sat on the sofa as if nothing had happened. She chuckled and sat next to him.

"Why don't you ask who I am?"

Xia Zhuomian paused for a second. He didn't know this person, but he thought he was related to Mu Xingzhou. After all, the only person Suisui had offended badly was Mu Xingzhou.

Seeing him remain silent, Wan Qing was a little surprised and looked at him curiously, "You know who we are? I didn't expect..."

An ordinary person was actually willing to come to the wolf's den on his own initiative. Wan Qing really didn't know whether to admire Xia Zhuomian's courage or his ignorance.

She stood up and looked at him coldly, "In that case, you are not innocent, and it is not the wrong person to be kidnapped."

Then I ignored him and got up and left.

Seeing that everyone had left, Xia Zhuomian came down and continued to grind. However, the table was very thick and the edges were polished very round. He had a sharp weapon in his bag, but the bag was missing. Not only did he get little results after struggling for a long time, but his wrist also turned red due to the force, and the rope slowly seeped into his flesh.

When a group of people came in, they found him sitting down against the table, looking a bit tired. Seeing them coming, he tried hard to stand up. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, his legs were numb, and he couldn't stand up the first time. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, those people laughed and came over to pick him up and throw him to the ground. The man muttered, "He looks so thin, but I didn't expect him to be so heavy."

He originally wanted to throw the person on the sofa.

It seems that this young man is not destined to enjoy a happy life.

The group seemed to be following the woman's lead. The burly man who had previously carried Xia Zhuomian asked, "Sister Wan, what should we do with this kid?"

Wan Qing crossed her long legs, took out a cigarette from her bag, and said in a cold and indifferent tone, "Let's have some fun with him before the boss comes."

"Okay." The younger brothers instantly understood what the boss meant and laughed.

Xia Zhuomian had a bad feeling and finally panicked, but he was grabbed by two people and thrown on the sofa. That group of people was very mean. The more you don't like something, the more they force you to do it. Xia Zhuomian's eyes turned red from being choked by the smoke, and he couldn't help but shed tears. Those people were even happier when they saw this.

He didn't dare to do anything big because the boss wouldn't let him get hurt, so he could only drink some wine and smoke some cigarettes, which wasn't very enjoyable to say.

Wan Qing didn't even blink when she heard the violent coughing beside her. Then she walked out and came back followed by a man, who was Mu Xingzhou.

He looked much more haggard now. His previously handsome face was now covered with dark clouds, and his cheeks were thin and only had a mean look in them. He looked at Xia Zhuomian as if he were a dead person. After a while, he forced himself to hold back and came to him.

The other brothers had already seen this and dispersed, watching the two men confront each other.

Xia Zhuomian lowered his head and said nothing. In fact, he had been calm since he came here, not like someone who had been kidnapped. It was as if he had expected this. He had hardly spoken a word for such a long time.

Mu Xingzhou didn't want to beat around the bush with him. He had spent a lot of effort to get rid of Hai Ye's men, and he didn't have much time left.

"Where's the stuff!"

He asked in a cold voice. Seeing this, Wan Qing immediately said, "I'll get it right away."

As she spoke, she went to get something. Mu Xingzhou squatted down and pinched Xia Zhuomian's chin, gradually applying force. Xia Zhuomian cried out in pain. He looked at Mu Xingzhou, showing no sign of weakness. Mu Xingzhou seemed not to see it, as if recalling something. "I have always known that you are her weak spot, but I also understand that you can't move easily, but..."

Even as he recalled the past, he was filled with hatred. That hatred seemed to be tangible, covering his already dark face. "You were the ones who provoked me first. Tong Yusui not only schemed against me, but also against my property. What right did she have? She doesn't deserve it. She even wanted to send me away, haha."

He mumbled in his throat, staring at Xia Zhuomian hoarsely, "At worst, we can die together."

Xia Zhuomian turned his head away, unwilling to look at his ugly appearance. His feet were about to move, but finally stopped completely.

"Why don't you speak?" Mu Xingzhou was not satisfied with Xia Zhuomian's performance, and his eyes became even more crazy.

"You, cough cough, what do you want me to say." Xia Zhuomian's hoarse voice came, and he seemed to be in pain, but this pleased Mu Xingzhou to a great extent. He laughed and forgot his previous unreasonableness. Instead, he stood up and took the things in Wanqing's hand.

He looked at the small box of things, his eyes filled with profound meaning and madness.

"This is a connection I just made some time ago, and I had no intention of using it on you." As he spoke, he held up the box and examined it carefully under the light, his eyes fanatical as if it contained countless powers and mountains of gold and silver.

"But now it's almost over. Since Tong Yusui cares about you so much, I wonder if she cares enough to let go of the past grudge with me."

As he spoke, he looked at Xia Zhuomian and laughed again, "You and it are destined to be together, hahahahahaha."

Xia Zhuomian frowned as he looked at the powdery substance, then his eyes suddenly widened the next second. He figured out what it was. Xia Zhuomian's eyes were fixed on the door that the group of people had not locked. His palms behind his back were full of sweat. He only had this one chance. Those people might have really thought that he could not resist and had let down their guard.

"One, two..."

He muttered to himself, and Mu Xingzhou had admired it enough, so he didn't say anything and came closer with the thing.

He thought that Xia Zhuomian was tied up and would have no ability to resist, so he dared to approach her so relaxedly.

At this moment, he was still smiling, and said in a bewitching voice, "Relax, you will enjoy it. Isn't it nice to have a beautiful dream?"

"Bang." His smile turned into another ferocious posture before it expanded. Xia Zhuomian slammed his head forward, hitting the unsuspecting Mu Xingzhou's nose. His face was distorted with pain, and a streak of blood flowed under his nose. Then Xia Zhuomian hit his shoulder, catching Mu Xingzhou off guard and knocking him to the ground, like a turtle with its shell turned over.

No one else expected that Xia Zhuomian, who looked harmless and weak, would suddenly change his state. By the time they reacted, the boss had been knocked over, and the man had already run to the door and was guarding it with his backhand.