You can vaguely hear the sound of pain.

Caroline slowly opened her eyes and found that she was sitting on the ground. The surroundings were dim and even a little stuffy. It looked like a factory, like a simple factory converted from a private house.

There were many beakers, test tubes, alcohol lamps and other things placed nearby, and an unpleasant smell assaulted my nose, like a mixture of hospital disinfectant and gasoline.

Caroline woke up suddenly, and she clearly saw that her ankles were tied up with plastic straps, and her hands were also tied up: they were tied behind her back.

Caroline struggled quickly, but her struggling body soon stopped because her eyes once again found something that frightened her.

There was no doubt that she saw Arnold being hung up.

His feet could only barely touch the ground by standing on tiptoes. His head was lowered, his hair was scattered all over his head, his body was covered in sweat, and there were clearly visible bruises on many places on his arms.

Beside Arnold, two men wearing fancy shirts were holding slender iron pipes in their hands.

Caroline's breathing suddenly became rapid. She understood that before she woke up, Arnold must have been beaten for a long time, otherwise Arnold would not look as weak as he did.

"I...I really...really don't know...I...I'm not Haley..."

Caroline could only vaguely hear Arnold's voice, as if he was as weak as someone who had been trapped under a collapsed building for days and nights.

A man directly grabbed Arnold's hair and sneered: "Twins? Are you the younger brother? Are you kidding me! Before, when you shared money from us, why didn't you say you had a younger brother?

Let's send him some money too? Do you think you can get away with a fake ID? Hailey, are you an idiot? Even if you want to pretend to be someone else, please go get a face-lift first, okay? I would have done it a long time ago

I knew you were an idiot with a brain problem, but I didn’t expect you... to be such an idiot!"

As he spoke, the man spat at Arnold, then turned around and suddenly hit Arnold on the chest with his elbow. Caroline could clearly see that Arnold spurted out a mouthful of blood due to the impact.

Blood scum.

Arnold's whole body was completely motionless, his head hung naturally, and he didn't know if he had passed out or not.

"Boss Boston, that woman has woken up."

Everyone's eyes turned to Caroline at the same time, and Caroline shrank her body subconsciously. Boston, the man who seemed to be the boss, walked directly towards Caroline at this time, holding his hand

He also held a small knife.

The man squatted in front of Caroline, and gently tapped Caroline's cheek with the knife in his hand, which made Caroline even more uncomfortable.

But she didn't dare to speak for fear of offending these vicious guys.

The boss's nose twitched slightly at this time.

Caroline knew exactly what this action meant. The boss, Boston, might be a drug addict.

Thinking of the tools and equipment placed in this place, Caroline, who had always lived in a chaotic place, already had some guesses in her mind: This place might, I'm afraid... be a small workshop-style drug-making factory.

"What's your relationship with him?" the boss suddenly asked.

"I...I have nothing to do with him. I have known him for less than three days." Caroline said nervously.

Boston nodded, and the arm holding the knife suddenly retracted. Caroline breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, but Boston suddenly stabbed her with the knife!

The tip of the knife grazed by Caroline's cheek, and then was nailed to the wall against which her back was leaning. Caroline's eyes widened in fright, and she became so nervous that she became motionless.

"Let me ask you again, what is your relationship with Haley, and where are the things hidden?" Boston's eyes widened.

"I don't know anything, I really have nothing to do with him..." The panic made Caroline not hide anything, and almost told the whole story directly.

Boston frowned when he heard this, and finally sneered: "It's a waste for you two not to become screenwriters. But you are still so stubborn when you are about to die. I still admire you."

"What I said is true! If you don't believe it, you can go check it out. Just ask and it will become clear!" Caroline said quickly.

The boss directly grabbed Carola's hair, and the pulling sensation between her hair and scalp made Carolyn frown in pain. Boston seemed to be in a very manic state, and his eyes became more and more ferocious.

He put the knife directly on Caroline's neck, and the sharp blade cut the skin on her neck. Caroline's breathing suddenly became rapid.

"Listen, I don't have time to play tricks with you here!" Boston said with a ferocious smile: "You have only two options! Be obedient and spit out all my goods, or let me chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs!"

"I really don't know... I really don't know Hailey... I don't know anything!" Caroline cried in horror.

Why do we encounter so many things?

From that night when she followed Livia to Neymar's boss's villa, her life became a mess. She escaped a danger. Why did the danger come again?

"I don't know... I don't know?!" the boss roared. He grabbed Caroline's arm and dragged her on the floor. "I won't let you know how you died!"

He threw her away, and then said harshly: "Chop her! This woman knows our stuff, and it's useless to keep it! I don't believe that Haili still kept silent in the end! Humph! If you dare to swallow my stuff, I

I’ll give you your life to take it, but not your life to spend it!”

The two men directly picked up the machetes and walked up to Caroline.

Caroline's whole body curled up in fear. She was so confused that she just hoped to survive. Facing the machetes of two vicious men, Caroline directly begged for mercy: "Don't kill me... I really don't have it."

Lie! I didn’t know Hailey at all before that! I was even involved in a murder case because of him, and the police wanted to arrest me! You can go and ask..."

The two men dragged Caroline directly outside, refusing to listen at all.

Caroline shouted frantically: "Don't kill me...don't kill...me...I can give you money! Give you money!"

The two men had already dragged Caroline to the door and seemed to have no intention of stopping.

But Caroline still didn't plan to give up: "You just want money! You can't get anything by killing me, and you're killing someone! If you don't kill me, I can still give you money... You can't get anything.

?"

"Wait a minute." Boston suddenly called out. He walked up to Caroline again, looked down, and sneered: "How much can you pay for your own life?"

Caroline thought about the huge bank card she owned, but the money had disappeared. She opened her mouth and said, "Three...three hundred thousand."

"Three hundred thousand, a lot?" The boss sneered and waved his hand.

"Wait! Wait! Five hundred thousand... half a million!! Eighty... one million! One million!" Caroline almost shouted her limit!

Her savings, the house in the slums, and various high-interest loans... maybe one million, but this is the limit of what she can put together!

"For two million, you can buy your own life." The boss doubled the price. "This is regarded as the interest for what you robbed me of. I can let you go temporarily!"

"Two million...impossible!" Caroline protested.

"Miss, are you planning to bargain with me at this time?" The boss suddenly smiled.

"I..." Caroline finally gave up bargaining. She just wanted to get out of this danger as soon as possible, "But, but I need some time."

"You'd better not play tricks," Boston warned.

As he said that, he waved his hand: "You two, follow her to get the money and come back immediately after taking the money."

"Get up, little girl. If you want to survive, move quickly and don't make us wait too long." The man with the machete directly picked up Caroline.

"Wait...you guys, what are you going to do to him?" Caroline looked at Arnold nervously.

I saw Arnold raising his head with difficulty and looking at him with pleading.

His lips moved slightly...as if to say: Save him.

Caroline quickly averted her gaze, not daring to look at Arnold, and warned herself that Arnold had nothing to do with her.

He has nothing to do with me, no relationship.

No...relationship.

Boston sneered and gave the answer: "I don't care if he is Haley or Haley's brother, in short, Haley swallowed my stuff. I don't believe in twins! As long as he doesn't spit it out for me for a day, don't want it."

Leave! Of course, you can redeem him if you want, just give him the money! My goods are worth at least eight million!"

"I...I don't have that much." Caroline finally lowered her head and glanced at Arnold quietly.

Arnold had lowered his head and his face was ashen.

…

Caroline didn't know how she got out of this place. When she came out, someone covered her eyes with a black cloth... When the black cloth was untied, she was already on the street.

It's just that there were two more men around. They sandwiched themselves on the left and the right. One of the men even locked himself directly with handcuffs. The two men's arms were cuffed together, and they used a piece of clothing to block their eyes.

couple.

Caroline knew she couldn't chop it off.

Even if he shouts on the street, the other man next to him can kill him in an extremely short time...

Soon after, under the hostage of the two men, Caroline returned to the slum where she was.

Caroline once took the two of them to take different routes to her home and to the stairway where the grocery store was.

But she didn't see the magical store, only the old lady at the grocery store waved to her as a greeting.

All the way back to Caroline's house.

One of the men looked at Caroline's house and suddenly whistled: "It turns out she is a prostitute... No wonder she can buy her own life with money. It seems she usually makes a lot of money."

With that said, he walked towards Caroline, reached out and pinched her face, "You still have some time, can you help me feel better?"

Caroline... of course wouldn't be afraid of letting this person fall in love with her. A problem that can be solved with one shot is not a problem at all!

If one shot can't solve the problem, then two shots!

The key is that this is not a problem that can be solved with many guns!

"Don't waste time! Get the money quickly!" The other person shook his head, but he did not untie Caroline's handcuffs: "Okay, where is the money?"
To be continued...