Mo Chengxuxu had been pampered since young. He wasn't even being bumped into, let alone slapped.
Now that someone slapped him, he felt a little dizzy, however, he knew that the person who kidnapped him most probably didn't do it for money, so he gritted his teeth and didn't say anything else.
His eyes were covered by a black cloth, and he couldn't see clearly who kidnapped him, even when he got out, he couldn't know who to look for his revenge.
In the abandoned building, there was only a dim bulb emitting a faint light from above.
The kidnapper deliberately patted the swollen half of Mo Chengyu's face. "Mr Mo, why aren't you saying anything?"
Mo Chengyu tilted his head slightly. His cheeks were already burning with pain. As he was being patted a few times, the pain made him suck in a breath of cold air.
