An Lan frowned in pain, her eyes flashed with despair, she was finished!

Zuo Jing saw this scene and was about to rush over, but was tightly restrained by Mo Yan. She could only yell and curse at Feng Yu to let go, but he ignored her.

He slowly increased his strength, watching the face of the woman in front of him change from white to black, and the bloodthirsty light in her eyes became more and more intense. The angry reason screamed, asking him to strangle her to death immediately and tear her into pieces!

An Lan struggled instinctively and held his hand. Tears fell from her eyes. Her breathing became heavier and heavier. The feeling of hypoxia swept over her. She felt that she was very close to death!

The scene in front of her became darker and darker. She gave up struggling, slowly closed her eyes and waited for death to come!

The next second, the hand holding her neck was released, and air entered her lungs, pulling her back from the edge of death.

The angry man watched with cold eyes as she knelt on the ground and coughed violently. Her pain seemed to him full of pleasure.

After she regained her consciousness, Feng Yu once again grabbed her hair and forced her to raise her head and look at him.

A cruel smile appeared on his lips, and he said word by word: "Xiao Anlan, you will fall into my hands after all!"

Under everyone's indifferent, inquisitive, or complicated eyes, An Lan was dragged off the plane by Feng Yu like a dead dog——

Her dull eyes looked at the people passing by and at the plane that was getting farther and farther away.

I thought, after all, everything was just a dream.

She thought deeply that she could escape by getting on a plane.

However, reality gave her a cruel blow, knocking her good wishes from the future back to the abyss of hell!

The moment she was dragged away by Feng Yu, she tried to struggle, but Feng Yu's words made her dare not move again.

He has fallen into the abyss of hell and can no longer harm Zuo Jing.

She is innocent and should not fall into the abyss for her own sake.

If she was going to be punished, if she was going to go to hell, it would be enough for her to bear it all by herself.

There was a muffled sound as his back hit the seat of the chair, causing An Lan to frown in pain and groan.

Feng Yu snorted coldly, and the tall figure followed up, pinched An Lan's neck, pushed her against the door, and said mockingly: "Who do you show this pitiful look to? Do you think I will let you go?"

You?"

An Lan opened her eyes and looked at him, but said nothing.

From being afraid of being discovered at first to now having nowhere to escape, she calmed down a little and remained silent in the face of Feng Yu's provocation.

"Speak! Aren't you very capable? You were able to convince Ling Yu to help you, and someone even took you to escape! Do you think you deceived me by pretending to die, and there is nothing I can do to you after escaping abroad? An Lan, you are too underestimated.

Me!"

An Lan smiled bitterly in her heart when she heard this. How dare she underestimate him? This man has ruthlessness and sharpness that no one else has.

A small detail can let him find out the clues, which is why she was captured now.

Seeing that An Lan was silent, Feng Yu's anger grew even stronger. He stepped forward, pressed her under him, pinched her chin and said, "Speak! Are you mute? Why, you don't want to follow me?"

Talk, right?"
Chapter completed!