Chapter 9

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"What!" accompanied by a loud roar, there was the sound of someone jumping up and down on top of a container.

Bian Yingning was startled, and the next second she was pulled and crouched into a nearby container.

The loud and jarring sound of the metal being stepped on was like a death knell.

When the death knell passed by her head not far away, Bian Yingning was so scared that she didn't even dare to breathe.

Her hands were still tied behind her back, and she couldn't cover her mouth, so she could only bite her lower lip tightly and press against Shang Qinghui.

After the sound passed by, Bian Yingning finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she realized something was wrong, turned her head to look, and found that the rope tied to Shang Qinghui's hand was gone.

Shang Qinghui looked down at the person lying on her chest without any intention of remembering, and couldn't help but want to push her away to remind her.

Just as she was about to raise her hand, she suddenly lifted her head, making Shang Qinghui's heart tremble.

She was on top of her, looking down at herself, very close to herself, so close that she could smell the nightclub's smoke and alcohol on her body - it was a strange stench.

"What's wrong, get up." Shang Qinghui couldn't help but purse her lips.

"Where's your knot?" Bian Yingning asked incredulously.

"It's untied," Shang Qinghui couldn't take it anymore and pushed her up.

"Untied? How did it come untied?" Bian Yingning asked relentlessly, even as she got up with her help.

Shang Qinghui rolled her eyes and sat up to untie the rope from her hands.

What else could be done? First of all, you need a strong waist. Why does someone as weak as her ask so many questions?

As the sky grew brighter, Shang Qinghui, who helped Bian Yingning untie the rope, could see her wrist, which had been rubbed raw and bloodied by the coarse rope.

Her little pouting face swelled up.

"Where should we run?"

The kidnappers outside were still searching for them. Just now, they roughly stood on top of the container to see if they could find them. If they started carpet searching each container, the two of them would have nowhere to hide.

Bian Yingning asked the system if it could help call the police. She didn't know where her phone was, and she had nothing on her except clothes.

The system replied, "Sorry, host. The system is upgrading."

Bian Yingning gritted her teeth, "Upgrade forever if you have the guts."

The system remained silent.

Shang Qinghui rubbed her stomach and said, "Let's wait."

"Wait?" Bian Yingning frowned.

They had worked so hard to escape just to wait here?

"I have a tracker on me. My family will find me if they discover I've been kidnapped," Shang Qinghui said.

Bian Yingning was skeptical. "My earrings were ripped off. Where is your tracker?"

Shang Qinghui turned her face away, her doll-like face slightly reddening. "You don't need to worry about that."

Bian Yingning thought to herself, "Miss is still being mysterious at a time like this. Whether she says it or not, she will have to rely on herself."

Bian Yingning blew on the fiery wound on her wrist and crept out again.

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