Meng Yao continued following behind him, the cup of milk in her hand turning from hot to cold until it was ice-cold. She gripped it tightly, unwilling to discard it.
Ahead was an intersection, Luo Xiao walked with his head down, when suddenly, a long trailer sped towards them—
With a screeching sound, the already moving car abruptly reversed and stopped in front of Luo Xiao.
The car door was pushed open, a group of people jumped down in succession, immediately surrounding him.
Meng Yao, who was following behind, was shocked and hurriedly tossed away the milk, "Who are you people!"
Luo Xiao stood still without moving, only raising his head when his hands were seized.
A person inside the trailer peered through the window, took out a photo from his pocket for comparison, then put it away, "It's him, take him away."
"Yes."
Luo Xiao was forced into the car, he shook his hands trying to struggle, but his mouth was gagged, and he was directly tied up and thrown inside.
