Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Late at night, Anunnos City.

In the dim attic, Winslow's photo was printed and taped to the wall.

There was only a gentle man in a dark suit in the room, and his eyes looked more and more fiery as he looked at the wall.

"Five years, and that's when they grow up."

Wen Zhu smiled eagerly, and the dart in his hand pierced into the wall, "This time, no one can escape."

He took great pains to plant such a good undercover agent, and he will eventually come in handy.

A few days later, in China, it was New Year's Eve.

Jinchen's team of secretarial assistants came to visit, made a final summary of the overseas work, and then received New Year gift boxes that were enough to cover their several months' salary.

This has been the case for several years.

On this day in previous years, Winslow usually wouldn't come out, waiting until everyone left before running out to stick to Jinchen.

This year was different. Perhaps there was someone he wanted to be wary of, so Winslow sat in the living room without moving, reading a book quietly.

It was not until Jinchen and the general assistant needed to go to the study to discuss the contract alone that Winslow withdrew his attention from the side hall, relaxed a little and leaned back on the sofa.

"Hey, Xiaokui, where are you going? Don't wander around in the president's house." An assistant said in confusion.

"Ah, it's okay. I... have a separate gift for President Jin. It's in the car. I'll go get it."

Xiao Kui's voice was not suppressed and easily reached Winslow's ears. He slowly closed the book and sighed slightly.

very annoying.

Why don't you give up?

Winslow glanced at the other assistants who had different expressions on their faces, then stood up and left the living room.

Outside the villa, the bodyguards Ah Si and Ah Wu, who were on duty today, saw the young master coming out and hurriedly followed him.

As in previous years, they were still only responsible for Winslow's safety and had to follow him closely whenever he left home.

Just as Winslow approached the parking lot, three well-trained men suddenly jumped out from the corner, followed by a suffocating gas.

"Well…"

In just half a second, Winslow lost all consciousness and fell to the ground.

"Young Master!"

Ah Si and Ah Wu rushed over immediately, pulled out the guns from their secret pockets, and sounded the security alarm in the villa.

While the bodyguards were fighting with the man in black, Xiao Kui, who was supposed to get the gifts, drove over. More than a dozen fully-equipped killers jumped out of the wide-open back door and confronted the bodyguard team that rushed out of the villa.

Winslow was thrown into the car and driven away.

The sound of gunfire echoed throughout the villa. Jinchen arrived as soon as he heard Ling Gungun's reminder, but he was still ten seconds late.

These ten seconds are enough for the car to drive away from the villa.

Jinchen looked at his hand in confusion, frowned secretly but didn't care about it. After Ling Gungun located the vehicle, he chased after it.

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In the dark and empty factory, the air was filled with the smell of decay.

On the devastated floor, a young man in beige home clothes lay, his fair cheeks covered with dust, which was out of place with the dirt and mess here.

Winslow regained consciousness after feeling another burst of cold spray. His thin clothes made his body look frail. After a moment of confusion, he immediately raised his eyes alertly and saw a man in the dimly lit corner.

It was very empty here, and yet it seemed as if there were people hiding in every corner. Winslow felt extremely depressed and suffocated.

"Long time no see, Xiao Luo."

The man in the corner came out and looked at the boy who got up from the ground with a smile, his eyes eager and crazy, "You don't know how much I want to see you again."

"You've grown up and become more beautiful than before."

Winslow's whole body was still weak, and his respiratory tract was as cold as if it was paralyzed. His slightly trembling hands were placed behind his back.

"Wen Zhu, you still dare to return to China."

"Why not? Are you going to let someone snatch you away for the rest of your life?"

Wen Zhu pretended to touch Winslow's cheek, but he dodged fiercely. His messy hair covered his dark eyes, which were cold and repulsive.

"Do not touch me."

Wen Zhu got angry and grabbed Wenslow's arm, his eyes seemed to be filled with bloodshot and full of passion, "Xiaoluo, I advise you to be obedient and don't make me angry."

With a click, the handcuffs locked Winslow's hands tightly, and the knife hidden in his sleeves fell out.

Wen Zhu laughed, "Don't waste your energy, Xiao Luo, you are not suitable for getting hurt."

Winslow struggled in vain, and his weak body was not enough to withstand Wen Zhu's strength. He was slammed against the wall, and an emotionless voice fell into Wen Zhu's ears.

"My brother won't let you go!"

"Where do you think this place is? Jinchen won't find it that easily."

As soon as he finished speaking, the shaky gate of the factory collapsed.

The dust raised up a confusing sight, and Wen Zhu stared in disbelief at the man who came in with the light.

Jinchen, this guy, has a built-in radar?!

Jinchen: "It's really you, the rat."

"Hmph, it's good that you're here." Wen Zhu sneered.

Wen Zhu still remembered what happened five years ago. Unless he killed this man, Winslow would not follow him obediently.

"Kill him!" Wen Zhu shouted coldly.

"Brother!" Winslow shouted anxiously, his eyes red.

"Don't be afraid."

Jinchen said to him, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, "Brother is here to save you."

Then came the assassins rushing out from every corner to surround Jinchen.

Jinchen clenched his fists impatiently. He felt that his soul and body had been a little unsteady since this morning, and he just wanted to end the battle quickly.

The air was soon filled with the smell of blood.

But all of them were from the group of killers that Wen Zhu brought from the city of Annunos this time.

Jinchen's only weapon was the pistol he had snatched from them. His lean body was like a bow that was drawn to the limit, and every muscle was filled with explosive power and endurance.

However, what frightened the killers even more was the inexplicable golden light.

As long as the golden light appears, no matter how fast they draw their guns, they will be destroyed.

Thirty-five assassins faced Jinchen, but before Wenzhu could even divert Winslow, only six were left.

This scene was beyond Wen Zhu's expectations. How come Jinchen was even more perverted than in previous years!

Even in the underground fighting arena of Annunos City, Wen Zhu had never seen anyone who could fight better than this man.

"What the hell."