Went Abroad to Save My Lover, but Instead I was Taken Prisoner by Gangsters

They also took off a stinky sock from their feet and stuffed it into my mouth. I was so irritated that I wanted to vomit but couldn't. My eyes rolled straight up.

“If this woman is really related to Uncle Graziano, it's all the more reason for us not to let him see her. Right now, she doesn't even like human beings. But when Uncle Graziano gets angry, we'll be the ones to suffer!”

“Yes, that’s right. We didn't capture the person. Why should we take the risk? We definitely can't let Uncle Graziano find out about this!”

After hearing what they said, my hope was instantly extinguished. I just thought maybe Mr. Ferdinand was unwilling to save me for the same reason. And just then, the door was pushed open. I then saw a middle-aged man with a head full of white hair walk in. That head of white hair and a young face were clearly different from the ordinary people. What I thought was true, it was him. That man was I saved in Lithuania.

Even though I knew that he was also a member of this organization, perhaps even the leader, I still couldn't help but burst into tears. My hands and feet were tied together. My mouth also was stuffed with smelly socks. I still struggled. ‘Please, look at me! Quickly look at me!’ I said in my heart. 

“Wooooooooo!”

“Hei, shut up. Be quiet!”

The little brother beside me saw me struggling. He grabbed my hair and slammed it against the wall next to me a few times. There were a few muffled thuds and soon there were more clumps of blood on the already dirty gray wall. My eyes went black at this time. I was dizzy. It was true now that I didn't even have the strength to struggle. I was thrown to the ground like a dead fish. It was so hard to even catch my breath.

Uncle Graziano's gaze skimmed lightly over my face. He frowned slightly.

“Why did you make her so ugly? Didn't I tell you all, people can't sell if they're half dead,” Uncle Graziano said with a tone of disgust.

“Yes, Uncle Graziano. You are right.”

The bodyguards nodded their heads. Mr. Ferdinand beside Uncle Graziano spat on the ground and clenched his fists.

“Now you're taking Uncle Graziano's words improperly, aren't you?”

When he spoke, the bodyguards panicked even more. 

“No, it’s not true, Mr. Ferdinand. We will clean up now!”

“Uncle Graziano and Mr. Ferdinand, you guys don't know, this woman has mental problems. So we must deal with it. She has to be fixed properly.”

One of the bodyguards tugged on my feet. He then dragged me inside. Uncle Graziano took a brief look and raised his steps to leave. I knew deep down that if he walked out of this room, then there was really no more possibility for me to survive. So I fought and kicked the man who was dragging me with all my strength. He then let go of me in pain. Just when everyone thought I was going to run away, I turned my head and slammed it against the white wall next to me a couple of times. The three thuds managed to make Uncle Graziano, who had already turned around. He turned his head back. He gave me a rather curious look, seeming to genuinely think that I was sick in the head. I met his gaze and lowered my head. I then exposed the skin on the back of my neck.

Too bad for a few seconds it turned out Uncle Graziano hadn't reacted much yet. Then a bodyguard came to me. But I kicked him with gritted teeth. He then copied the iron rod next to him and gritted his teeth.

“Bitch, how dare you kick me? Go to hell!”

The iron rod was about to fall on my head. At that moment, Uncle Graziano suddenly said loudly, “Stop! Hold on.”

The iron was suspended and hung in mid-air. All eyes were focused on Uncle Graziano. He came towards me in big strides. He then squatted down and cupped my chin to look at my face. Unfortunately, my face had already swollen like a pig's head. My eyes were almost a slit. He frowned somewhat in disgust. I quickly lowered my head to show him the tattoo on the back of my neck. 

Uncle Graziano then revealed a look of surprise and exclaimed, “Oh my God, it's you!”