When I opened my eyes again, the scenery in front of me was very unfamiliar.

After a few seconds of confusion, I quickly reacted and tried to move my body. A burst of pain came over me. Because it was expected, I didn't react too much. I just frowned slightly in pain and quickly braced myself.

He sat up and began to look at his surroundings carefully.

There are no windows on the huge window frame, and the surrounding light is not dim. You can clearly see the desolation of the environment. The area here is not large, and cracks, peeling wall coverings and exposed red bricks can be seen everywhere.

There are also cratered cement floors and a desolate appearance. It is not difficult to judge that they should be abandoned residential buildings that are about to be demolished.

The only two walls of the house were damaged, and there was no one in the house. I tried to stand up, but found that my two wrists were tightly locked together with a thick chain, and the end of the chain was connected to an iron ring on the wall.

It looked indestructible, but it was indeed the case. I struggled many times, but the iron ring still didn't move. On the contrary, my wrist was cut with bright red bloodshot by the iron chain.

Well, I am very self-aware. Since I can't break away, I will not continue to fight with it. I will simply sit down. I know that this place will not always be as peaceful as it is now, so instead of doing useless work

, it is better to recharge your batteries and prepare for the next thing.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the sound of messy footsteps coming from far away. I raised my head and saw the broken wooden door being pushed open from the outside. There was a strange "squeaking" sound, and then, there was a rush of people in the room.

A tattooed man and three bald men came in. They were all dressed in black outfits and had spectacular figures. They quickly occupied half of the room without any suspense.

Take a closer look, my dear, aren't the three men standing in the front the same three big men who kidnapped me yesterday?

But today they seemed much calmer. Not only the four bald heads, but also the tattooed man in the lead lowered his head humbly, as if he was obeying orders.

At this time, the wooden door let out another scream, followed by the unique crisp sound of the wooden soles hitting the cement floor, which gradually rang in my ears along with the door.

I raised my eyebrows, the boss finally showed up?

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, and the first thing I saw was a pair of exquisite wooden clogs. The toes wrapped in white stockings peeked out from the hem of the ivory dark flower kimono. I was stunned, and quickly adjusted my gaze to look up. The longer ivory-colored

Wearing a furisode kimono, a light cyan handbag, a simple bun with an exquisitely carved white jade hairpin, coupled with a jade-like quiet and gentle temperament and exquisite facial features, this person...

If not Miyamoto Shizoko, who else could it be?

"Is it you...??" I opened my mouth in shock and tried to get up excitedly, but the moment I raised my body, I collapsed and fell back to the ground with a "dong" sound.

"Why, can't you get up?" Miyamoto Shizuki smiled, beautiful and quiet, as beautiful and elegant as ever, but it seemed out of tune with the surrounding environment, and it was... dazzling.

The surprise just now was finally broken, and I moved my body again without giving up. Only then did I realize that the joints all over my body were numb and numb, especially my legs, which were as heavy as lead, and as if I had just had sex.

After the operation, the anesthesia had not worn off yet and he was completely limp and unable to exert any energy.

My heart suddenly tightened. Miyamoto Shizuka... what did she do to me??

"Miss Kongtong, don't worry." Seeing my anxiety, Miyamoto Shizuka still smiled gently: "I just anesthetized you temporarily with medicine, it won't be life-threatening."

After saying that, she started to approach me step by step, her clogs hitting the ground making a crisp sound, which was getting louder and louder, until she finally stopped in front of me.

The moment I looked up, I clearly saw a few hints of viciousness flashing through Miyamoto Shizuka's amber pupils.

My heart trembled, I tried to maintain calm, and said coldly: "I wonder what the purpose of Miss Miyamoto is to come to me so aggressively?"

"What's the matter?" Miyamoto Jingqin sneered, her eyes even more sinister, and she looked a little hateful after all the disguises were torn apart in an instant: "Miss Kongtong really knows how to ask questions knowingly!"

Without waiting for my reply, she started talking to herself again: "But now it's better. What I can't get, you can't get either. It's great, it's great, isn't it?"

Her voice was ethereal, with a hint of madness. I stared blankly at her strange reaction, my heart skipped a beat, and a bold thought came to me: "What... do you mean by this?"
Chapter completed!