Chapter 246 Mu Yeyan
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Ye Fei Mo sat quietly on the sofa, unmoving and expressionless, like a cold statue. His gaze was icy as he stared at the direction of the computer screen, which looked quite intimidating.
Even they, who were used to Ye Fei Mo's usual expressions, felt slightly unnerved at this moment.
Meng Xiaobai wailed and rushed over, "Cousin, hit me. I don't mind however many punches it takes. Wah wah, I'm sorry for hurting you, Wah wah."
"Get lost, stop pretending," Ye Fei Mo, unable to bear with Meng Xiaobai's noise, swung his hand at him. Meng Xiaobai cleverly dodged and stuck out his tongue. He finally had a reaction though it wasn’t much different from no reaction.
"If anything happens to Wanning, both of you are as good as dead." Ye Fei Mo said in a low voice. He would definitely strip them down and make them run around Rome naked.
They waited until nightfall.
Yun finally called back and found the exact location of John. As Yun was making the call, John also made the call to him. He wanted to see Mo Yeyan alone at the pier.
If he didn’t show up within an hour, it would be a no-go.
"John, use your head for once," Meng Xiaobai said coldly and ruthlessly, "Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Just don't hurt her. I'll tell you honestly that what you have is a trump card. You can make good use of it, but please don’t harm her. With her in your hands, you can get whatever you want. If anything happens to her, then you won’t be able to leave Rome alive either. Not only will you not survive, everything that belongs to the mafia will crumble with you. Do you understand"
"See you in an hour," John chuckled as he hung up the phone. Ye Feimo originally wanted to hear a warm voice, but all he heard was static, and faintly through it, he could make out the sound of waves; they were indeed at the port.
Ye Feimo sneered. This bastard, John, had made a call to Ye Ningyuan: "Brother, when will the person you asked to bring over arrive in Rome"
"Don't worry," Ye Ningyuan teased back, "calculate the time; they should be arriving in an hour or so. Little brother, you're truly wicked."
"Thank you for your praise." After hanging up, Feimo wasn’t someone to sit and wait for death without any preparation if Warm had been captured. Mo Yao frowned at him: "Feimo, who did you ask your cousin to send over"
Ye Feimo's face was as dark as water.
Was he going alone
No way would his woman be left for Mo Baite to save.
Warm felt dazed, her body by the seaside with only the sound of tides in her ears. The air was filled with a fishy odor and it seemed she was at an abandoned pier. There were many derelict boats around; Warm's heart chilled—what could these people want on the beach
The sky was gloomy, the sea breeze strong. In the beautiful peach-blossom eyes of this woman, there was only fear, as though something terrible was pressing down upon her, making her chest feel heavy and suffocated.
With a fishy smell that made her nauseous, she found herself unable to vomit because her mouth had been tightly sealed.
She was surrounded by four men in black suits, each holding a gun. Not far away stood another man carrying an assault rifle; everyone looked cold and menacing, the words "doomed" flashing through Nuwan's mind.
This kind of scene she had only seen in Hollywood movies, not even her own country’s films had such brutal imagery.
The howling sea wind, gloomy night, tense atmosphere, cold-blooded killers in black suits, and someone carrying a sniper rifle. Nuwan was just thinking this when over ten people簇擁著一個人走過來，中間那人也穿著黑色西裝，外麵穿著一套棗色的披風，看起來有點詭異，中等身材，一頭捲髮，五官深邃而端正，聽他說一口純正的美式英語，溫暖心想，可能是個美國人。十幾人清一色的冷酷男子，有一名穿著白襯衫，黑熱褲，腳下一雙黑色長筒靴的女人，也是美國女子，一頭俏麗短髮，豔麗冷酷，腰後有兩把手槍，手裡玩著一把彎刀。
Nuwan was startled by the sight of these people, who seemed very threatening and exuded a strong aura of danger. She was terrified as one of the women approached her, tearing off the tape over her mouth. Nuwan coughed several times; her face was as pale as paper but she could finally breathe again. It had been too difficult.
“That’s all this girl is Looks like a sprout.” John scoffed, looking disdainful. He squatted down and lifted Nuwan's chin. Though scared inside, she tried not to show it and looked at him calmly and composedly.
He seemed displeased that any woman dared look at him this way; he tightened his grip, causing Nuwan a sharp pain in her jaw as if it might break. The agony spread through every nerve ending in her body.
Violence
"This Eastern girl looks so young—fifteen or sixteen, right Mo Yeyan likes girls like this," said one of the men in black. The others burst into laughter.
Nuwan smiled coldly to herself: "Eastern women look much better than Western women. When they’re little, they look like fairies, but when they grow up, their faces are covered with freckles; by seventeen or eighteen, they look thirty. Hmph."
"John, what should we do with this woman Mo Yeyan is coming soon. Why don’t we just kill her She’s useless anyway," the woman said, her eyes revealing murderous intent. Nuwan felt a chill in her heart.
Mos Ye Yan, who is she She doesn't know her either. Warmth teared up; these people must have mistakenly captured the wrong person. However, she couldn’t correct their mistake as it would decrease her value and lead to a quicker demise.
The blade in the woman’s hand was already poised for action, a cold glint flashing across the dark space. Warmth's heart sank into an abyss, suddenly realizing that death was closer than ever before.
She didn't want to die.
If the woman were to strike with her blade, she would scream out that they had captured the wrong person. After all, even if she protested, it wouldn’t change their minds. So why not take a chance At present, neither side was willing to speak up, and she certainly wasn't going to reveal her true identity; otherwise, she really might get killed.
"Julie, this woman still has some use," John said as he stood up and surveyed the surroundings with a cold smile. He pointed towards an abandoned boat nearby, saying, "Tie her up there."
Warmth followed his gaze and turned pale; what
tie her up
The ship's pole was nearly eight meters high, below which lay a pile of ruins. If she were to fall from such a height, even if her legs didn’t break, the wooden nails on the boat would surely pierce through her bones. What kind of person is John How ruthless can he be
Before she could react, two masked men had already approached and started binding her. Warmth struggled desperately, shouting, "Let me go! You've captured the wrong person!"
In a moment of panic, she shouted in Chinese, which none of them understood. The two men looked towards John for instructions; he waved his hand, telling them to step back and then turned to Warmth, asking, “What do you want to say” mistaken, it should be during the time he went to university; this incident must have happened then."Moye frowned, "That doesn’t seem right. Mochen is still a fledgling—there's no reason for him to n...