She would remember that blow and return it to that bastard exactly as she had received it.
Su Qiao closed her eyes and let herself collapse.
A strong arm wrapped around her waist, catching her just as she was about to slide to the ground.
Soon afterward, she felt herself being carried through some dark passage before finally being stuffed into the trunk of a car.
She secretly cracked open her eyes.
A man dressed in black sportswear and wearing a black baseball cap stood in front of the car.
With the light behind him, and a large mask and sunglasses covering his face, Su Qiao could not make out what the man looked like at all.
She could only tell that he was fairly tall and not thin.
Even so, Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, things had not developed in the direction she and 444 had feared. The murderer who had killed the original host was not Li Jingtai.
After thinking it over, Su Qiao closed her eyes to avoid being discovered.
She had originally thought that would be the end of it, but before the man closed the trunk, he suddenly pressed a cloth soaked in ether over her nose and mouth.
Su Qiao hurriedly held her breath, but she was still a step too slow and inhaled some of it.
Damn it! She had actually been caught off guard at the last moment!
Her vision gradually blurred, and her mind was no longer as clear as before.
As luck would have it, 444 had already gone into hibernation, leaving her unable even to open the System Space.
All Su Qiao could hope for now was that she could expel the drug from her body before reaching the destination.
Otherwise, forget crippling this family—she might