Chapter 1208

The man who held her did not answer, but answered in a low voice: "it's not too late. Let's leave here first!"

"Tell me, is something wrong with Feng Xun?" At the beginning of the summer, seven eyebrows slightly wrinkled, grasped the man's arm holding him, and asked anxiously.

"He has something urgent to deal with. He told us to pick you up!" The man had no choice but to answer.

On the seventh day of the summer, she always feels that something is wrong. Other people don't know how nervous Feng Xun is about her, but she knows... What's the most important thing, so that he can't pick himself up in person!

At the beginning, even on the black ship on the high seas, Feng Xun came in person, and they were not married at that time!

"Let's go, you're injured. Feng Shao will be furious if he knows that we are late..." the man almost half persuades and half strongly wants to leave with the seventh day of the summer. The seventh day of the summer's head is still a little dizzy. Because of the bleeding, he has no strength, so he can only rely on this man and leave the scene slowly.

"Don't we go on the yacht?" At the beginning of summer, he thought he would take him to the seaside. Unexpectedly, he took her directly to a vacant land on the cliff, where there was a helicopter.

"The yacht is too slow. According to your current situation, you must send it to the hospital as soon as possible!" The man explained in a hurry, holding her body, and the person in the helicopter also stretched out his hand to pull the seventh day of summer.

On the seventh day of the summer, she lowered her head and happened to see the man holding her arm with tattoos on it. Then she frowned: "you are not sent by Feng Xun..."

She just wanted to escape, but was blocked by the two men. One pulled her arm hard, the other pushed her back, put her directly into the helicopter, and then quickly closed the door.

"What are you in the end..." at the end of the seventh day of Xia Dynasty, before the last word "human" came out, I saw the man sitting opposite her, and I couldn't believe it.

"Pedro, it's you!"

"Little mute, long time no see, do you miss me?" Pedro asked in a good mood.

"How could it be you?" On the seventh day of the summer, he shakes his head. I can't believe it's not Feng Xun who came to save himself, but Pedro

Clearly she is with Charlie in the dark network to send a message for help, know that Charlie will be able to crack her IP here, and then tell Feng Xun!

But she never thought that it was not Feng Xun who arrived here, but Pedro and a group of his subordinates. No wonder the man who supported her just now spoke strangely. She didn't mention Feng Xun in a respectful tone, and didn't call her young lady like other subordinates of Feng Xun!

The helicopter has already started to take off slowly and ascended into the night sky. On the seventh day of the summer, I had a bad intuition. I grabbed his collar and gritted my teeth and said, "Pedro, I don't care how you know I'm here. I order you to put me down, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Pedro took her wrist lightly. She felt it hurt and let go of the hand that held his collar.

When the helicopter turned around, she almost fell to one side.

"Sit down, it's not on land. If you move around and let the plane crash, it's not me, it's you! You should still want to live to see other people, including Feng Xun? " Pedro held her by the shoulder and bent down to help her fasten her seat belt.

On the seventh day of the summer, he didn't struggle this time. He just looked at Pedro coldly and asked in a deep voice, "Pedro, why do you know I'm here? Who told you the news? "

She believed that Charlie would not betray herself, but Pedro, a big and rude man, could not enter the dark net to crack her account and Charlie's account and get her help!

Pedro didn't answer. Instead, he looked at the scar on her face and the wound on her arm. With a slight frown, he said to the man beside him, "doctor, help her bandage it up!"

"Yes Pedro side of the middle-aged doctor, hands and feet nimbly open the medicine box, began to help the seventh day of summer to check the wound, disinfection bandage, action is very skilled.

The eyes of the seventh day of the summer still fell on Pedro, who was sitting opposite him. He said coldly, "now it's time for you to tell me the answer. Why do you know I'm here?"

"Little mute, shouldn't you be grateful and say thank you to me?" Pedro light smile, stroking chin tut tut exclamation: "you know, but I sent someone to save you, otherwise you will be Feng Yan that guy torture!"

"Don't expect me to thank you!" At the beginning of the summer, seven people snorted coldly and said, "it's time for you to answer my question."

"Ah, you are really cruel. Do you want to stay with Feng Yan?" Pedro gave a low sigh and asked rather reluctantly.

"You know he's insane?" On the seventh day of the summer, he was also stunned. He always felt that Pedro seemed to know too much

"He's a strange man. He can intervene in any industry. Although he and Feng Xun are all family members, his personality is totally different from Feng Xun, and his way of doing things is hard to say. Isn't he a psycho?"

Pedro mention Feng Yan, can't help but frown, obviously don't dare to agree with Feng Yan's action.

Summer seven heard him say so, know he should not know Feng Yan really have schizophrenia this matter.

However, it's not surprising. After all, few people know about it. For the sake of his family's reputation, Feng Xun won't publicize his cousin's nervous problems everywhere!

Pedro sighed, then suddenly thought of something, grabbed the wrist of the seventh day of summer, looked deep into her eyes: "tell me, that psycho didn't touch you?"

"If he dares to touch me, I will make him completely inhumane!" At the beginning of the summer, seven people sneered and replied mercilessly.

"Little mute, you are as fierce as ever to men!" Pedro said, laughing and joking, as her tense nerves relaxed.

"You can let go!" Xiachu seven looked down at him holding his wrist, coldly reminded.

Pedro was reluctant to touch his wrist, but he released his hand after all. He asked the doctor who had already bandaged it for the seventh day of summer: "how is her injury?"

"It's OK. It's bruised by bullets..."

Pedro nodded, looked at the wound that had been wrapped up on the face of the seventh day of summer, and sighed: "Feng Yan is really cruel, dare to make your beautiful face!"

"My face has been hurt. Should you let me go?" On the seventh day of the summer, I am not in the mood to study the injury on my face. I just hope Pedro can change his mind, because her face is broken and let go!