Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 792: The 7 Constellations of Professional Stuntmen (5)

When Uncle Wang hung up the phone and turned around, the white figure had long disappeared under the bright lights of the mall.

Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead, and he trembled and grabbed an old lady passing by: "Have you seen a little girl in a white dress?"

The old lady shook her head blankly.

Uncle Wang had no choice but to seek help from the surveillance cameras in the mall.

In the surveillance video, Xiao Yuesheng followed the woman wearing sunglasses towards the exit and then entered the blind spot of the surveillance.

Uncle Wang’s hands were shaking so much that he could hardly press the keys on his phone: “Master, Young Miss…”

By the swimming pool of the Shen family villa, the splashes of water reflected colorful light under the sun.

After Shen Zhirang finished listening to the report, a strange light suddenly flashed under his wet eyelashes.

He shook the glass gently, and the ice cubes made a crisp sound when they collided.

"Interesting." The corners of his lips curled up, "It seems that my rabbit is very precious."

His fingertips brushed the rim of the cup, and he said to Uncle Wang, "Use all your connections, and make sure—" he suddenly emphasized, "to bring my rabbit back intact."

The friends in the swimming pool laughed and cheered: "Zhirang really dotes on his sister!"

None of them noticed that a hint of violent light flashed in Shen Zhirang's drooped eyelashes.

The salty sea breeze came in through the gaps in the iron window, and little Yuesheng opened his eyes in pain.

The icy water dripped down her hair, forming small puddles at her feet.

In the dim warehouse, the "lost" little boy was jumping around and sharing apples with his friends. When he saw her wake up, he made a face and said, "Sister, you are so stupid!"

"Awake?" The scarred man squatted down and slapped her cheek with his dagger. "Don't worry, we only want money."

The coolness of the metal moved like a snake, and Xiao Yuesheng suddenly realized that compared to the look in Shen Zhirang's eyes when he threatened her with the hospital, this knife was not that scary.

"You arrested the wrong person." She said hoarsely, "You should arrest Shen Zhirang."

"Snapped!"

The sound of the slap was particularly clear in the warehouse. The woman grabbed her hair and sneered: "You little girl are quite good at making up stories!"

She roughly pulled open Xiao Yuesheng's collar, revealing the ruby ​​necklace.

"This alone is enough for an average family to eat for ten years!"

Xiao Yuesheng was stunned.

It turns out that in the eyes of others, those cold jewels, 24-hour surveillance, exquisite cages... are actually enviable?

A fishy-sweet taste suddenly surged into my throat.

Why do all these things happen to her?

"Brother, the call is connected!"

When Mr. Shen's deep voice came from the telephone speaker, Scarface suddenly grabbed her neck. Xiao Yuesheng was forced to sob into the microphone: "They...really will kill people..."

Before she could finish her words, rough fingers twisted the soft flesh on the inside of her arm, causing her eyes to go black in pain.

"Did you hear that, Mr. Shen?" Scarface roared into the phone, "If I don't see 300 million by noon the day after tomorrow, I will send you all of this girl's fingers!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

Little Yuesheng heard her adoptive father's barely audible sigh - just like every time Shen Zhirang gave her an order, he and Madam Shen would stand at the door, hesitant to speak.

The Shen family...are all equally bad!

When the warehouse's iron door closed again, darkness surged in like a tide.

Little Yuesheng curled up in the corner, and only when she tasted rust on her tongue did she realize that she had bitten her lip.

In the distance, she could hear the laughter of the traffickers dividing the loot, but her eyes fell on a weed growing in the crack of the wall.

It grows tremblingly in the sea breeze, and its tender green leaves are trying their best to reach out to the ray of sunlight that comes in.

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The damp smell of mold mixed with the scent of rust filled the darkness.

Little Yuesheng curled up in the corner, letting the cold seep into his bones.

Suddenly, the iron gate made a slight creaking sound, and a thin figure approached tiptoeing.

"Sister... they are all asleep, they won't notice." The little boy stood on tiptoe and handed her half a hard bun. The moonlight filtered in from the high window, revealing the purple pinch marks on his wrists.

"Liar!" Xiao Yuesheng waved his hands violently, and the steamed bun rolled onto the muddy ground.

Her voice was hoarse, like a furry cat, "Get out of here!"

The little boy was not angry. He squatted down, wiped the mud off the bun with his dirty sleeve, and gently placed it within her reach.

"I'm sorry..." His voice was so light that it sounded like a sigh, "But next time, don't trust anyone so easily."

"You don't need to lecture me!"

"This world is a game for adults." The boy suddenly interrupted her, with a calmness that was inconsistent with his age on his young face, "The one who broke the rules..."

He made a gesture of wiping his neck, and his pupils were eerily dark in the moonlight.

Xiao Yuesheng's breathing paused.

This child, who was half a head shorter than her, seemed to understand a lot more than her.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside the door.

The boy quickly hid in the shadows and took one last look at her before leaving.

That look reminded Xiao Yuesheng of the little sparrow in the Shen family garden that was injured by the children's slingshots.

"You little bastard! Do you want to run away?" Rough curses were accompanied by the dull sound of fists and kicks.

Xiao Yuesheng leaned against the iron gate and heard the boy's answer with a smile: "I'm checking the goods... If the daughter of the Shen family dies, how can I get the money?"

When the morning light shone through the cracks in the iron window, little Yue Sheng saw the boy limping as he served tea to the kidnappers.

The collar of his T-shirt was torn, revealing the hideous whip marks on his back, but he still smiled and asked, "Big brother, do you want some sugar?"

"Stop!" When Scarface raised the belt, Xiao Yuesheng screamed with courage from nowhere, "If you hit him again, I will kill you right now!"

She slammed her head against the iron pipe, and blood immediately flowed down her forehead.

The kidnappers panicked.

The boy took the opportunity to hide in the corner and shook his head quietly at her.

There was a hint of worry in those eyes.

Late at night, the boy came again.

This time he brought two meat buns, the heat condensed into white mist in the cold night.

Xiao Yuesheng gobbled the food up so fast that she stuck out her tongue because it was too hot.

"Sister is too kind." The little boy said softly, brushing his fingertips across the wound on her forehead, "It will kill you."

"You are younger than me..." Xiao Yuesheng swallowed the last bite of the bun and suddenly choked up, "My mother said that every child should have a bright future..."

The boy's pupils contracted violently.

He opened his mouth, but in the end he just silently undid her shackles.

At dawn on the third day, the iron gate was pushed open.

"Hurry up!" The boy's face turned pale, and he dragged her and ran away. "I went back last night and heard that they didn't want to let you go at all, so I put rat poison in their porridge!"

Xiao Yuesheng carried him on her back without saying a word.

The boy was as light as a feather and his ribs hurt her.

"Let's run away together! You can't do bad things with them anymore!" She ran wildly in the weeds, panting, with the boy's rapid breathing in her ears.

"I was kidnapped, too."

Xiao Yuesheng was stunned, "Then you..."

"The best way to save yourself is to infiltrate the enemy. Didn't the cartoon say that?"

Suddenly, the kidnapper's shouting came from behind.

"How did he let someone run away?"

When Xiao Yuesheng heard this, he ran even faster.

The little boy struggled to get down, "Put me down... Sister, you alone..."

"No!" Xiao Yuesheng gritted her teeth and tightened her arms, "I will never abandon you!"

However, she ran too fast and her foot slipped, and they both rolled down the slope.

As the world spun, Xiao Yuesheng tightly protected the boy's head.

Before Xiao Yuesheng fell into coma, she saw a group of men in black surrounding her. The boy on her back was suddenly carried away. She reached out to grab him, but only caught a gust of cold wind and the last words she heard.

"Found it! The young master is here!"