When she got up, she grabbed a handful at the waistband of his pants.
Then, she glanced down proudly, only to find that Chu Zhaoyang didn't react at all. Yan Chuwei's face was distorted in astonishment.
She couldn't believe it at all.
Could it be that Chu Zhaoyang didn't feel anything at all?
Immediately afterwards, Chu Zhaoyang's chuckle came from above his head. "Have you finished the examination?"
Chu Zhaoyang asked with a voice full of sarcasm. Yan Chuwei took a small step back with a dark face, her eyes moved from Chu Zhaoyang's face to Gu Nian's face. Before coming back, while waiting for the police to go to the hotel, Gu Nian used that time to change into her own clothes, a shirt, trousers, and a jacket, which made it easier to move around.
But Yan Chuwei's eyes were full of malice.
Just like how revealing Gu Nian's clothes were.
Gu Nian frowned, not wanting to argue with Yan Chuwei, so she said, "Where is Little Millet Cake?"
"Heh." Yan Chuwei sneered, and then said to the two gunmen beside her: "Bring them in."
The two men asked Chu Zhaoyang and Gu Nian to raise their hands to their ears, pointed guns at the back of their heads, and led them into the factory.
The elevators in the factory have long been out of operation, and there was nothing else in the factory except some office furniture that had been corroded and broken, with corners missing, and a rusty radiator.
Things that were intact at the time have long since been sold for money. Now there were pools of sewage here and there on the ground, exuding a putrid smell. When they stepped on the ground, they could still feel the mud.
There were no lights on in the factory, and it was pitch black. Only the outline of obstacles could be seen through the moonlight.
Gu Nian was a little worried about Chu Zhaoyang. He was kidnapped when he was a child and was locked up in a similar environment for a while.
She was afraid that Chu Zhaoyang would not be able to bear it if he experienced such an environment again, so she wanted to take a look.
But with a gun pressed against the back of her head, Gu Nian didn't dare to act rashly.
How could Yan Chuwei not see Gu Nian's concern?
Looking at Gu Nian who was obviously worried but didn't dare to look any further, she couldn't help but say proudly: "Worried about Chu Zhaoyang? Worried about him but didn't dare to move. It seems that you don't have much love for Chu Zhaoyang!"
"I'm fine." Chu Zhaoyang said to Gu Nian, "Don't worry, I have already overcome what happened at the beginning." Gu Nian didn't hear anything strange in Chu Zhaoyang's voice, so she felt relieved.
Yan Chuwei looked at her jealously. Chu Zhaoyang was not angry at Gu Nian for being so greedy for life and fearful of death.
Instead, he comforted her!
Yan Chuwei stared at Gu Nian so intently that she stepped on a few stones, her ankle buckled, and she fell forward.
She immediately raised her hand and pushed Gu Nian, using the force to stabilize herself.
Gu Nian didn't have any eyes behind her, so she couldn't think of anything, so she fell forward.
"Nian Nian!" Chu Zhaoyang shouted, not caring about the gun behind his head, he reached out and grabbed Gu Nian's arm and pulled her back. Gu Nian ran headlong into Chu Zhaoyang's arms.
"Are you okay?" At the same time as these words were heard, there was a muffled sound.
The man behind Chu Zhaoyang directly hit Chu Zhaoyang on the back with the handle of his gun: "Did I let you move around?"
Chu Zhaoyang said nothing and withstood the blow, keeping Gu Nian firmly in his arms. "I'm fine."
Gu Nian hurriedly reached out to touch his back, but was stopped by Chu Zhaoyang.
"I'm fine." Chu Zhaoyang whispered.
How could such a loud knock against the bone not hurt? The muscles in the back spine are very thin and didn't have much protection at all.
If they hit them hard, one bad move will hurt the spine.
What should she do? The two of them were so close, even in the dark night, Chu Zhaoyang could still see the worry in her burning eyes.
"I promised that I would protect you and prevent you from getting hurt," Chu Zhaoyang said.
"Then you have to protect yourself." Gu Nian said.
This had just begun, and he was protecting her like this.
After a while, she was afraid that there will be more dangers.
Where will he put himself?
"Separate!" Yan Chuwei screamed.
Chu Zhaoyang did not confront Yan Chuwei on this matter and separated from Gu Nian.
He held Gu Nian's hand and was reluctant to let go. Hands loosened one by one, slowly delaying the time to completely let go of her.
It wasn't until their little fingers were loosened that they gave up. But the man behind him hit Chu Zhaoyang hard on the back again: "Stop playing tricks!"
Gu Nian's heart trembled. Every time the opponent hit him, it seemed to hit her heart.
But she knew that she couldn't say anything at this time. Having been a police officer before, she knew these people very well.
Sometimes the more you talk and the more you tell them not to hit, the harder they hit you until you shut up.
"Okay!" Yan Chuwei stopped the man. "Take them up quickly, don't waste time!"
At this point, she was still reluctant to let Chu Zhaoyang get hurt.
However, once it fell into Yan Lui's hands, Chu Zhaoyang's situation was beyond her control.
As a result, the other party finally stopped and stopped attacking Chu Zhaoyang. He still pointing the gun at them from behind.
This time, Yan Chuwei walked in front, going up the stairs to the fourth floor, the highest level of the factory. Each room in the factory had no door.
The rooms were like grids, some large and some small, standing on each floor.
The location where Yan Lui was located was at the back of the factory, with dim lights on.
Hence, from where they came before, there was no light in the factory. Once inside, Gu Nian couldn't think about anything else and immediately looked for Little Millet Cake.