She was also curious in her heart, who wanted to harm her.

Not long after, the sound of a car rang outside the small house. Wan Han held her breath and concentrated, unable to describe what she felt in her heart.

Nervous, confused, and a little bit of fear.

Soon, the man came in again. His movements were not as elegant as he had been these days. He roughly pulled Wan Han's body up, pulled her out of the hut, and pulled her outside.

He didn't speak either and did all this silently, as if he was deliberately not talking to Wan Han.

Her eyes were once again covered with black cloth, and her vision was blocked, so she stumbled out following him.

Wan Han's high heels had been thrown away long ago. As she walked barefoot, she slowly felt the soft green grass under her feet, and the sound of the waves in her ears became louder.

On the cheeks, there is a gentle wind blowing with heat...

Come to think of it, I was already outside the house at this time.

After pulling her out, the man let go of Wanhan's hand and let her stand there.

There was no sound except the wind, and it was as quiet as she was alone.

But Wanhan still felt a few eyes falling on her, exploring her deeply and coldly.

It feels very bad to be blindfolded and looked at by others, like a fish under a knife, and you have absolutely no control over it.

"Who is it? Who is it?" Wan Han staggered and shouted to the surroundings in a confused voice.

No one answered her...

Biting her lip, Wan Han slowly and tentatively took a step back.

At this time, someone slowly walked towards her, with very light steps, step by step, and a slight sound until he stood still in front of Wanhan.

Wan Han raised his head blankly, knowing that there was someone standing in front of him.

"Click..." A clear voice sounded.

Then Wan Han felt something pressing heavily against her chest, a cold and heavy feeling.

Such a coolness, with murderous intent...with a kind of anger that is difficult to resolve...

It makes one's body feel slightly chilly and the hair on the hair stands on end.

Wanhan almost immediately understood what was pressing against her heart!

That "click" sound should be the sound of the safety opening.

It's a gun...

Someone wants to kill her!

"You...you..." Being held up by the loaded gun, Wan Han felt more than a little bit of fear in her heart, and she took an unsteady step back.

The muzzle of the gun followed immediately and did not move away at all due to Wan Han's staggering.

Although she couldn't see it, she could feel the murderous intention of the man in front of her. It was so strong that it didn't look like a joke.

He really wants to kill himself...

Wan Han took a step back again, and the gun followed him like a shadow, pushing forward again.

At this moment, as long as the man holding the gun gently hooked his finger, her heart would be shot, and there would be absolutely no possibility of survival.

A layer of frightened cold sweat ran down my back...and there was a teeth-trembling cold in my spine.

Wan Han felt that her face must be frighteningly pale at the moment.

"Chuck...hee hee..." A crisp laughter, appearing extremely happy, suddenly sounded.

In this quiet night, it came clearly, as if it was close to my ears.

Wan Han's body stiffened and she bit her lips tightly. She spoke with a little doubt and hesitation: "You...are Qingqing?"
Chapter completed!