The sixth sense told him that the situation was wrong, and Cosine turned his head and wanted to pull the handlebars, but before his arm could be stretched out, he was pulled back into the back seat by a force.

In the next second, a wad of cloth was stuffed into his mouth.

The two men pinched his shoulders from left to right, holding him firmly in the seat.

"Be honest! Otherwise, just remove your arm!"

The man in the vest roared impatiently.

With the cloth in his mouth, Cosine couldn't speak, and couldn't call for help. He could only try to turn his head and look out the window.

Opposite the zebra crossing, the familiar tall figure stood there.

Seeing Gu Xing's expression, Cosine's entire portrait was drenched in cold water.

The boy's dark pupils stared in his direction, with guilt on his face, unbearable, and a trace of struggle.

Gu Xing knew everything, Gu Xing was lying to him!

Cosine was shocked, and the picture of Qin Yu at the door of the milk tea shop that day suddenly flashed in his mind. At the time, he mistakenly thought that Qin Yu was Gu Xing's brother, but later he realized that he was very wrong.

Qin Yu must know something and borrow Gu Xing's hand to kidnap him.

He fell into the trap set up by these two partners!

Cosine a heart goes straight down. No wonder, after seeing Qin Yu that day, Gu Xing became a little bit wrong. Now that think about it, everything has a trace.

A sad feeling of powerlessness suddenly appeared in his chest, Cosine leaned on the seat and stopped the useless struggle.

After the car drove out of the city, Cosine's hands and feet were tied with twine, and his glasses were covered with black cloth.

He can no longer rely on vision to distinguish where he is, and can only roughly judge where he is by the bumpiness of the seat.

The surroundings are getting quieter, and the bumps of the body are becoming more and more obvious, perhaps to the sparsely populated suburbs. After an unknown period of time, the body shook, a harsh brake sounded, and the commercial vehicle stopped.

The door was opened, and the dazzling light from the window poured in, the thin eyelids under the black cloth trembled, and Cosine narrowed his eyes uncomfortably.

"Get him inside and find two people to watch."

A gruff voice came from the other end.

Cosine felt that his body was in the air, his shoulders and legs were being supported, and with a bang, he was roughly thrown on the mat.

At this moment, a pair of rough hands reached out and pulled off the black cloth on his face impatiently, even his black-rimmed glasses.

Cosine's eyelashes twitched and he slowly opened his eyes.

"Yo, this kid is quite calm, he didn't freak out."

The man in the vest pinched it casually and broke Cosine's black-rimmed glasses. The muscles on his body were tangled, and the expression on his face was full of perversion and cruelty.

Another thug also came over at this time. He was thinner than the man in the vest, with a white tiger tattoo on his arm, and a pair of slender eyes looking at Cosine's face.

"I didn't notice it just now, but now I look closely, and I realize..."

He bent down, pinched Cosine's chin, and smiled maliciously, "This kid is quite good-looking."

Chapter 18

Cosine met the sly gaze, his throat was a little disgusting, his head was tilted, his body leaned back against the wall, and his tied hands silently took out the utility knife hidden in his waist.

Seeing the indifference on Cosine's face, completely treating him as air, the tattooed man was a little annoyed, and patted his face hard.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?!"

Cosine closed his eyes, his brows showed weariness, "I heard, you are noisy."

"You kid is here to travel! You dare to sleep with me! I don't believe I can't cure you!"

The tattooed man was so annoyed by his lack of oil and salt that he stretched out his hand to pull his clothes. The man in the vest saw this, his face changed slightly, and he kicked him from behind.

"Are you looking for death?! The person above hasn't come yet, we can't touch him!"

The tattooed man was kicked to the ground by him, and his face turned blue immediately. He got up from the ground scoldingly, but he didn't dare to really start with the man in the vest.

"It's so damn bad, you guard him, I'm going to pee!"

The tattooed man slammed the door and left with a displeased face.

The room was quiet again.

Cosine shrunk in a corner, trying to reduce her presence. He lowered his eyelids and carefully surveyed the surrounding environment. Although it was a hot summer outside, the air here was a bit gloomy and cold, the light inside was particularly dim, and there was even moss growing in the corners of the walls.

Perhaps, they were in some abandoned underground warehouse.

The man in the vest was sitting on the chair beside the mattress, probably convinced that Cosine couldn't get out.

Cosine's back was completely soaked with sweat, the utility knife was not sharp enough, and his hands were tied, he had to grind for a long time before cutting off a piece of rope. And because he was afraid that the man in the vest would see the flaws, he would stop and rest after cutting a section, for fear of being discovered if he moved too much.

"Why hasn't this idiot come back yet!"

After an unknown period of time, the man in the vest put down his phone and glanced outside the door.

He was about to get up when the black iron door slammed open, and a group of people in suits walked in. The tattooed man nodded and followed behind.

The headed man was tall and straight, with a handsome face, but his face was unsmiling, as cold as ice.

He stood still in the center of the room, squinting at the young man in the corner, and a cold arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.

"All out."

"Yes, President Qin."

The man in the vest was shocked by his powerful aura, couldn't help lowering his head, and withdrew with the others.

Without glasses, Cosine could only vaguely see the tall figure standing not far away.

In fact, he didn't need to look at it, just by listening to the sound, and the extraordinary pomp, he knew that Qin Yu was here.

Hiding the utility knife in the palm of his hand, Cosine leaned against the wall and shrank into the corner.