The Mysterious Man

Luo Yangyang's back was still leaning against the car door, and she was still looking at him warily.

She looked at Old Wang. Just like when Old Zhang handed her water, she still did not open her mouth.

Although Old Wang had brought three bowls of instant noodles with him when he came up, who knew if he had done anything to the bowl of instant noodles in his hand?

"I advise you to eat a little. If you don't eat now, you won't have anything to eat until dawn."

As a kidnapper, Old Wang felt that his attitude towards Luo Yangyang was beyond reproach.

"Hurry up and eat. If you don't eat, I'll eat!"

After finishing his instant noodles, Old Zhang threw the trash out of the window and turned to look at Luo Yangyang.

"Don't worry, I didn't put poison in the instant noodles. If I wanted to poison you, I wouldn't have to do it so sneakily. You don't have any ability to resist now."

Old Wang seemed to know what Luo Yangyang was thinking, so he explained.