He smiled self-deprecatingly and turned back to the room.

On the table, the painting added by An Lan was still lying quietly on the coffee table. He gently stroked the little girl on the painting, his eyes getting deeper and a hint of indescribable meaning.

The two elevators fell towards the basement at the same time. The man looked at the twitching numbers, took out his cell phone and dialed a phone number.

"It's me, the man who came with her has left, now she's going to the basement garage."

"Okay! Remember, this time, only success is allowed, not failure!" The woman's cold voice came from there, and a strong hatred flashed in her beautiful eyes.

The man nodded and said in a deep voice: "It will be done, my money is ready."

"Don't worry, you're indispensable!"

After the woman finished speaking, she hung up the phone. She threw the phone aside, and a vicious sneer appeared on the corner of her lips and said, "An Lan, this time I want Feng Yu to completely hate you!"

With a tingling sound, the elevator door opened-

An Lan and his assistant walked side by side toward the driver's position. After a dark shadow came out of another elevator, he followed the two of them quietly.

The assistant talked to An Lan enthusiastically, but she lowered her head slightly without answering.

But for some reason, a feeling of fear suddenly surged in my heart, and there was danger approaching them!

As soon as the sixth sense reminded her of danger, the cold tip of the knife pressed against the assistant's back, covered her mouth from behind with one hand, and said fiercely: "Don't shout, otherwise I will kill you!"

An Lan was startled by the sudden movement. She raised her head and looked at the person coming. The strange man stared at her fiercely and said, "If you don't want this woman to die, please follow me."

An Lan's face was pale and speechless, while her assistant was so scared that her legs were weak, tears rolled in her eyes, looking at her pleadingly.

"Go away quickly!" the man said, stabbing the assistant's back, and blood suddenly flowed out.

When An Lan saw the dripping blood, her wooden reason was slightly regained. She glanced at the man and whispered: "Let me go, let her go."

The man stared at her for a moment, suddenly waved his hand and knocked his assistant unconscious, grabbing An Lan's hand.

An Lan subconsciously shrank for a moment, trying to shake off the man's hand, but the man glared at him fiercely. He suddenly said, "Follow me, otherwise your friend will die. Her name is Zuo Jing."

After hearing this name, An Lan was stunned for a moment. She looked at the man in surprise, but did not struggle anymore. She obediently allowed him to drag himself towards another car.

At the same time, the elevator stopped again.

As soon as Gu Chen walked out of the elevator, he saw the assistant who fainted on the ground. His face changed and walked over quickly, pressed and woke up the assistant.

"Xiao Wang, wake up, where is An Lan?"

After the assistant opened his eyes and suddenly realized for a moment, he cried in fear on his face, unable to say a word.

"Stop crying, I'll ask you An Lan?" Gu Chen shouted and interrupted her crying. The assistant was startled. After coming to his senses, he pointed to the front and said, "She, she was captured!"

Gu Chen looked around, comforted his assistant for a few words, and ran towards the direction where An Lan was taken away while taking out his cell phone and calling an ambulance.
Chapter completed!