"There was darkness before my eyes. No, it was not darkness. I was blindfolded by something." Teng Weixiang recovered his consciousness, but found that there was darkness before his eyes. Then he realized that his eyes were covered by a piece of cloth or something. Eye.
He wanted to reach out and pull off the cloth on his face, but found that his hands were tied behind his back and he couldn't move at all.
Later, Teng Weixiang's mind recalled the previous episode. He walked towards the man who claimed to be the mastermind behind his assassination, but found that the silhouette of the man looked exactly like Wu Zhaochen's. Just when he was about to confirm whether it was Wu Zhaochen. He felt a sharp pain in his neck. Then his whole vision went black and he fainted.
"Mr. Teng, long time no see. Please come and be well." Just as Teng Weixiang was having a fierce struggle in his mind, a cold and disturbing voice sounded.
Teng Weixiang was startled. He always felt that the voice was so familiar. He couldn't help but ask the person: "Who? Who are you? Why did you bring me here..."
Before he finished speaking, Teng Weixiang felt a burning sensation on his face. Then he felt someone pulling off the cloth on his face. The dazzling white light immediately penetrated into Teng Weixiang's eyes, piercing him so much that he could hardly open his eyes.
It took a long time for Teng Weixiang's eyes to adapt to the bright light and he could clearly see the appearance of the man in front of him.
"Who are you?" Teng Weixiang stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. Although he had lost his past memories, those imprints were still engraved in his mind.
Cleo smiled slightly at Teng Weixiang. Then he sat next to Teng Weixiang. He stretched out his hand to untie the rope for him. He showed a smile but said: "Mr. Teng is really a noble man who forgets things. No. I wonder if Mr. Teng still remembers the luxurious cocktail party at Rancho Maus. We haven’t seen each other for a long time since that cocktail party."
Although there is no memory, Teng Weixiang's ability to think and judge is still there. Cleo's face gave him the feeling of cunning and deception. This also reminded Teng Weixiang that he could not trust this kind of person at all.
"I'm sorry. I really don't have much impression." Teng Weixiang didn't want to tell lies, so he simply said: "
Cleo saw that Teng Weixiang was not lying. He had heard about Teng Weixiang from Ouyang before. He couldn't help but smiled and said: "Okay. Whether you remember me or not, Mr. Teng, I have something I want you to help me with." Only you can do it."
"Ask me for help. The way you ask for advice is really special." Teng Weixiang rubbed his two wrists and said. "Okay, tell me. What do you want me to do for you by tying me here?" "
"It's actually simple. I just want to use Mr. Teng to exchange something with a lady. That's all." Cleo smiled lightly.
Teng Weixiang's handsome face showed doubts. He asked: "A young lady. Exchange something."
"Zhan Lele. I think Mr. Teng should be familiar with this name. She is holding something in her hand. So I hope Mr. Teng can help me persuade her to hand over the thing. Then you and I will be safe and sound. ." Cleo sat opposite Teng Weixiang, showing a cold smile.
Hearing Zhan Lele's name, Teng Weixiang's body trembled. Then he stared at Cleo tightly and said in a strong tone: "I'm warning you, don't hit her. Otherwise, I will definitely I won’t let you go.”