Chapter 1965

Galloping all the way, secretly into a desert, detour, dust flying in the sky, sand is very big, soon their traces submerged.

At night, Mo Qiu went to find Mo Yanchen. After he asked to leave, he came not far away alone, raised his foot and sat down, lit a cigarette and took a fierce puff.

"Damn, that's a good posture." He said narcissism, looking around empty, quickly picked up the phone, a self.

Unfortunately, before the photo was taken, a hand reached over and held his mobile phone.

"For what?" Don't ask to see this, reach out and clap those hands.

His wrist was pinched, and the man came forward and reached for his chin: "he's pretty handsome. Where did he come from?"

Don't ask to listen, come forward, but accidentally be kicked, fall on the ground, hand holding each other's trouser legs, actually pull down! The other side tugged at his pants, but he couldn't match his strength and was forced to pick them off.

"What are you doing?" Don't be scared, back a few steps, holding the arm: "I'm not gay, you don't mess, I have a girlfriend, do you see? Do you have big breasts? Do you have long legs

He said, picked up the phone, turned up the photo to look at each other.

The man glared at Mo Qiu, angrily came forward, stretched out his hand and pulled him up: "I don't know! Why don't you move? I'm looking for death. You're not gay. I have a way to make you gay“

In order to get revenge for his trousers, he picked up Mo Qiu, threw him into the car and drove away.

"What are you going to do? Let me out of the car Mo Qiu was so scared that he shivered all over. He reached out and pinched the man's arm: "brother, I don't have any money. I'm just passing by to make soy sauce. Put me out of the car quickly! I apologize for what happened just now. Although I see that your XX is really small, I didn't mean it. "

"Pop." That man a slap to call to come over, beat Mo Qiu to stick on the glass window: "you say again, you are dead."

Mo Qiu's face was pasted on the glass window. He was wrapped with adhesive tape and put things against his back. He could not move.

"Let go of me!" Don't struggle.

The man didn't care about him. After a few detours, he crossed the desert and arrived at a grotto. It was like the eighteen bends of a mountain road, but he was very skillful.

Don't look around. It's obvious that there's a mechanism here. If someone you don't know comes in, I'm afraid they'll die and go out alive.

"What is this place? What are you bringing me for? " Don't ask.

At this time, the car stopped. Mo Qiu thought that he would get off the car and let himself out. Unfortunately, the man got off the car and went straight to one side. Then, the car sank.

"Shit, what the hell? Let me out. " Don't struggle, a little tape can't help him, but he didn't make much effort.

I saw a piece of black paint all around. I don't want to feel the car sinking. It seems to be a tunnel or something.

A few seconds later, all of a sudden, the lights are shining!

"Who?" At this time, someone came forward, opened the door and dragged Mo Qiu out. He saw the guards around him. They leaned aside casually, smoking cigarettes. They seemed lazy, but their eyes were staring at him all the time.

"Big brother, it's me." At this time, the man who threw Mo Qiu into the car ran forward, handed out cigarettes and said good things: "this man picked up on the way, looking at the skin bright and delicate, just give him to the boss... Hehe."