When Luo Xi woke up, she found herself in a bumping car, both her hands and feet were tightly bound; she struggled a few tis to no avail.
She opened her eyes just as the car stopped, her body was dragged out, passed through a long corridor and multiple doors, and eventually thrown onto the cold ground.
Exhausted, Luo Xi closed her eyes and passed out again.
When she woke up again, she had no idea how much ti had passed since there were no landmarks or clocks.
Soone was pulling her hair; she opened her eyes to find Miyai standing in front of her with his left hand in a cast.
"Objects."
Luo Xi slowly closed her eyes, too lazy to respond.
The other party didn’t ask again.
After a while,
Luo Xi felt a chilling sensation on her back, soone was applying sothing, and before she could react, she felt a sharp pain in her spine.
The heart-piercing pain made her sweat cold!
Soone rcilessly scraped her skin with a sharp scalpel. After a wave of excruciating pain, she felt sothing being implanted into her skin. Luo Xi struggled violently, but her arms were held down by two people on each side.
No matter how much she struggled, she couldn’t move; she could only clench her teeth and endure the pain.
Looking down at her with disdain, Miyai’s eyes bore into her like a demon scoffing at a feeble ant: "This is a tracker with an attached tid bomb; you can’t remove it yourself. From now on, stay put obediently, or I guarantee you’ll wish you were dead!"
"Screw you! Just kill if you can!"
"Want to die before we get the ’objects’? Hah... Do you think I’m wasting my ti on you just to see you die?" Miyai slapped her across the face.
The person who had implanted the tracker with the tid bomb proceeded to stop the bleeding and stitch up the wounds. Luo Xi’s lips turned white from the pain, and she was sweating profusely.
Although the entire process lasted less than four minutes and there was no anesthesia, having her skin cut open, sothing implanted and then stitched up intermittently, the pain was not sothing ordinary people could withstand.
Then, he dialed a number.
In Tokyo, there was hardly any information he couldn’t obtain.
Soone had gone to his high school to look up their data, Miyai’s face was sinisterly happy; how could he not get the information.
And ironically, that person was also surnad Gu!
A fierce fire seed to blaze in his eyes.
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Gu Shaocheng’s cell phone suddenly rang, abruptly interrupting his conversation with a room full of people.
An unfamiliar number, he squinted slightly and pressed the answer button.
"Is this Mr. Gu speaking?" a middle-aged man’s voice ca from the phone, and even though he was not present, Gu Shaocheng could sense an overt arrogance in his tone.
"That’s ."
"I’ve long heard that Mr. Gu has co to Tokyo, and I don’t an to bother you for much, just wanted to invite Mr. Gu for a cup of tea, would you honor us?"
"Miyai? I’ve long respected your reputation."
The other party chuckled, "Haha, Mr. Gu’s na is the one that’s truly renowned. Sect Leader of the Gu family so young and promising, I’ve long wanted to et you in person, and now this opportunity is precious."
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