Chapter 52 Bane Reed’s kidnapping

"What's going on?

"Huh? The tire is flat."

Bane paused.

"Bane, you stay in the car while I look at it."

With that, Ward got out of the car and went to check.

The tire of the car was punctured, and there were many nails on the road, all standing on end.

Wardden, alarmed, shouted, "Bane, don't... in the car.

Before the word "move" could finish, he was hit on the back of the neck and passed out.

Bane heard Ward's voice die away suddenly and wanted to go down, but as she opened the door, a man pulled her out and covered her nose and mouth with a medicated handkerchief.

Her eyes suddenly widened for a moment, and before she could resist, she passed out directly from the smoke.

"Take people away quickly before they are seen."

"Do you want this, too?"

"This one alone, heir of House Jonathan, we had better leave it alone and get out of here before there is an accident."

Bane was taken to the car by a group of trainers, trained, and quickly left. Ward and his car were the only ones left.

Moments later, a black sports car pulled up there.

When Bert got out of the car, he saw that Ward had fainted, and with a bad foreboding he had been rudely awakened by Bert.

"Where's Bane Reed?

Ward swung back to life. He paused for a moment to see Bert nearby, but then he realized, "No! Bain!"

He looked inside the car, but there was no sign of Bane.

When Bane woke up, he found himself in a car with a cloth gagged in his mouth and a rope tied to his hands and feet.

There is a kidnapper in the car is making a phone call, she continues to install dizzy, ears are listening to the phone content carefully.

'Yes, we've got our man, and we need the money!

"Don't worry about it, Ward Jonathan was knocked unconscious. He didn't even see us, he couldn't find us if he wanted to."

Bane was relieved to hear that. Luckily, they were coming for her, so long as Ward wasn't compromised.

"Hurriedly to the rest of the money to make up, less one point, the brothers are not easy to explain ah."

"Don't worry, there's nothing unexpected."

"Well, I'll talk about that later."

When the call was over, the group spoke.

"Brother, have they given the money yet?

"Rest assured, they will."

"Well, when this deal is done, we'll be able to enjoy ourselves for a while."

"To tell you the truth, the young lady is very handsome, or else..."

A hand touched Bane's face. The thick sense of humiliation rose in a moment, but she forced it back.

"Third brother, you don't want your hand?"

The man quickly took his hand back and said, "I didn't do anything, just think this woman is really beautiful. It's a waste of time to kill her like this."

"We have rules."

"All right then..."

The voice was distinctly reluctant, and Bane's suspense was relieved.

Bane, who had been pretending to faint all the way, was put behind her in a warehouse, where the man had left her, and had gone out, locking the door.

After the men had left, Bane opened his eyes, took big gulps of air, and fumbled for the phone in his pocket.

Her phone was still on her. It hadn't been taken away.

No matter what she did, she couldn't get her phone.

Bane took a deep breath, sat up as hard as he could, and braced himself forward.

She got a skin cut on her chin and her phone fell out.

Finally, she got the phone in her hand, but it took her all her strength.

To her despair, however, there was no signal.

Close to despair, Bane bit her tongue hard to pull herself together.

Before she died, everything was hopeful, she had to give up? Sophie still needed her.

She put the phone back in place and waited patiently.

After some time, the door was opened.

"Eldest brother, how does this woman faint arrive now?"

Bane knew he could not pretend any more. He pretended to open his eyes in a daze and then gave a frightened look.

"Who are you? What are you holding me for?"

The most front that man a suit is flat flesh, way: "you should ask yourself who to offend."

Bane forced himself to calm down and said, "All you want is money. I can give you money, but you can't hurt me."

"The man sneered." We have our rules. We would never betray our employer.

'Then I'll give you double the money!

The man immediately laughed, way: "young lady, tone not small!"

"There's no such thing as a bad deal," Bain continued. "If there is, it's because you don't have enough chips. You just say, 'How much do I need to survive?'"

The man looked at her playfully and assumed a thoughtful expression. "A million!" he said.

At this, Bane's face went white and he knew that the man had been fooling him.

One million?

What are you worth? And he must know she didn't.

"You'd better give up, go out and don't dream!"

Bane said nothing more.

"You stay here. The employer hasn't said anything about your fate yet. You pray."

With that, the man closed the door.

On the other side.

Ward had mapped the entire area, but nothing had been found.

Those people have a bit of brains, know to block the license plate number, but also deliberately to avoid the surveillance area, walking are lanes, can not trace at all.

Ward was in despair, almost unable to stand, his face filled with remorse.

If it wasn't for him, Bane would be fine.

Ward took out his phone and said, "No, call the police right away!"

Bert frowned, and then said, "Don't waste your time. You have to pass a law for twenty-four hours, and you don't even know what the other party is doing. The police will only make it worse."

At this, Ward grew more anxious, and clenched his fists. "Then I'll find it myself!" he said.