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    In the second half of the night, Mingyan really couldn't sleep, she wanted to stand up and stretch her body, and she had insomnia until the early morning.

    Not only did she not sleep, but the two men who guarded her did not sleep either. After dawn, two other people came in to take their place and let them rest.

    The newcomer brought Mingyan breakfast, which was slightly more conscientious than yesterday's. Seeing that her hands were tied and unable to eat, she offered to feed her.

    Mingyan commanded them with peace of mind, "I want to drink soy milk first."

    One of the yellow-haired men fed her soy milk.

    "Can you bring me milk tomorrow morning? I prefer milk to soy milk." Mingyan suggested.

    The yellow-haired man didn't say a word, and another said: "It's good to have something to eat, don't be choosesy, you have to look like a hostage when you are a hostage."

    Mingyan took a bite of the meat bun and said vaguely, "Okay."

    The man said: "I'm still thinking about tomorrow, I don't know the boss tonight and-"

    "Shut up." The yellow-haired man scolded.

    The man with the tattoo on his neck suddenly stopped talking and sat on the stool with his legs crossed.

    Mingyan swallowed his last mouthful of meat buns and blinked his eyes full of energy, "What do you mean, brother, keep talking, anyway, I'm in your hands, even if I know some news, I can't spread it out, right, your boss.Who are you going to do tonight?"

    The tattooed brother glanced at his partner and closed his eyes.

    He talked too much just now. The boss's affairs must not be discussed behind his back. Now, no matter what Mingyan says, he will ignore it.

    The yellow-haired man checked the rope and sat down on the bed.

    The three were silent, and the room was extremely silent.

    I don't know when, the sound of raindrops began to tick outside the window, and slowly, it became louder and louder.

    The wind streamed in through the wide open window, blowing the pale yellow curtains and swaying aside.

    Mingyan turned her head and murmured, "It's raining heavily."

    The summer rain, no matter how heavy it is, will not feel cold.

    The yellow-haired man went over and closed the window to cut off the wind and rain that drifted in.

    He turned around, glanced at the time, and asked, "What do you want for lunch?"

    "Whatever, remember to bring water back when you go shopping for food."

    Mingyan was extremely involved in his speech, "I want to eat fried pork with fungus."

    The tattooed brother seemed to have thought of something, went forward to touch her pocket, and found more than 400 yuan in cash, with a smile on his face.

    Mingyan: "..."

    Mingyan was shocked, "Brother, let's discuss, can you let go of my beloved little money?"

    The tattoo brother ignored her, counted the money, and handed part of the money to his partner, "A total of four hundred and forty-seven, now, you two hundred and twenty-three, I two hundred and twenty-four, the one more than you, It's because I thought that she should have money on her."

    He had no objection. He walked out of the room with the money to buy lunch. Before leaving, he could hear the hostage girl complaining loudly.

    "Too much! You are too much! When your boss comes, I must sue and see what good things you two have done to me!"

    "Are you a fool? Don't forget your situation. Who do you think the boss will be on?"

    Mingyan sneered, "If I'm not mistaken, your boss didn't arrest me for money, but to threaten my boyfriend. If I die and can't threaten my boyfriend, who do you think your boss will blame?"

    The tattooed brother looked at her like a monster, "Are you fucking sick and wanting to die for these hundreds of dollars?"

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