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Sir Liu walked up to him. He didn't believe it before. There were too many bad guys in Hong Kong City, and the police station had received many such reports.

"Mr. Li, we did find a small bungalow there. Luo Bingkun should still be alive. We have applied for support from our superiors and there is something else we would like to consult with you." The attitude is much better than before.

He handed Li and An a cigarette and they walked aside.

Li Hean spoke first, "Officer Liu, if you need any help from me, just ask."

As a policeman, Sir Liu had to ask a magician for advice before dispatching the police. He felt humiliated and thought for a long time before speaking with difficulty, "I want to ask how many people there are on the other side? When is the best time for us to rescue the hostages?"

"There are 5 people on the other side, and they have guns. I haven't sensed how many guns there are specifically. But you must take action as soon as possible! I sensed that when I saw Mr. Luo Xiao was still alive, he was cut into pieces... So, The sooner you do it, the better!”

"..." Sir Liu didn't expect it to be so serious and was speechless for a moment.

He quickly called a meeting with colleagues to deploy a rescue plan.

Li Hean turned around and saw Luo Jiahao standing not far away. He had obviously heard the conversation just now.

Li Hean advised him, "Mr. Luo, let's wait outside. Here we can only interfere with their work."

The two of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room outside. Luo Jiahao was obviously very anxious. He held the crutch in his hand and refused to put it down because his knuckles were turning white because of the force.

Gou Guangming went back to the reception room to sleep by himself.

It is a rare opportunity to get along with such a well-known Chinese millionaire, and Li Hean certainly does not want to miss the opportunity.

Seeing how nervous he was now, Li Hean comforted him: "Mr. Luo, your son has his own destiny, and he should be fine."

Luo Jiahao tilted his head and gave him a forced smile, "Master Li, I made it difficult for you just now, and you comfort me now, which makes me feel very guilty!"

"To tell you the truth, I am not from this world. It is really fate that I could meet Mr. Luo." In this dark night, Li Hean felt something and spoke out his heart unknowingly.

Luo Jiahao thinks that Li and An are right. The mainland is communist and the Hong Kong city is capitalist. They are indeed not from the same world.

fate!

This person who should have never met each other in his life is now helping him save his son.

How fantasy!

Ni Kuang's novels don't dare to write like this.

"I have known Mr. Luo for a long time and admire you very much. You have the intelligence and talent to create the current business empire."

"Really? Do people from the mainland know me too?"

"Of course I know! There are also many biographies of you."

Luo Jiahao smiled proudly, with the confidence of a business king.

Being so good at flattering, he felt like he had an insight into Li Hean.

"Young man, if you want to make money, you can buy my company's stocks. I guarantee that you will have enough food and clothing in your life."

Li He'an nodded in approval, "Mr. Luo is right, I can indeed make a lot of money by following you. But I stopped touching stocks in 97, when there was a stock market crash in Hong Kong City."

Luo Jiahao was shocked! Was there a stock market crash in Hong Kong in 97?

He actually predicted what would happen 8 years later? And he said it so lightly.

He just got used to looking down on the common people and almost forgot that he was a master of metaphysics.

If his son can be successfully rescued this time, he will get closer to Li Hean in the future. Following the master can help you avoid disasters.

The sky turned white, the maid came to treat the master to breakfast, and Luo Jiahao invited Li and An to have dinner together.

After just a few bites, Sir Liu quickly walked into the restaurant.

"Luo Sheng, little Luo Sheng has been successfully rescued, and my colleagues are sending him back."

"Really?!" Luo Jiahao suddenly stood up, "Officer, thank you, thank you very much."

Not only Luo Jiahao, but all the servants in the house were also very happy. They all congratulated the boss one after another.

Luo Jiahao announced loudly that all workers in the family would receive a salary increase of 1000 yuan.

The workers cheered.

The maid took the initiative to help Mr. Luo put away the bath water, while the security guard went to the gate to wait for the young master who was about to return.

Luo Jiahao was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and wanted to see his son as soon as possible.

The police officers in the conference room have already begun to pack up their equipment and are preparing to return to the police station to complete follow-up work.

The villa gradually returned to calm.

Li Hean and Gou Guangming followed Luo Jiahao and his party and waited at the gate of the villa. They would see Mr. Luo as soon as he returned.

Another half hour later, there was a car horn honking outside the door.

After the security guard confirmed his identity through surveillance, he opened the door. Luo Bingkun got out of the car wearing a big towel and was accompanied by a policeman.

Once bitten, twice shy.

He and the police quickly got through the door, and when they saw the door was closed again, they felt really safe. They hugged their father and cried loudly.

Luo Jiahao comforted him for a long time, and then he realized that his son was only wearing a pair of underwear.

The maid helped Luo Bingkun back to the room, changed clothes, and went to the living room downstairs again.

Only then did I tell everyone exactly what happened.

What happened that day was like experiencing a nightmare for Luo Bingkun.

Luo Bingkun was thrown into the car, his heart full of fear, and he kept asking these people what they wanted, but no one answered him.

When he talked too much, they simply put a gun to his forehead, and he could only shut up.

The car bumped and Luo Bingkun was taken to a remote seaside hut.

The interior of the hut is simple and dark, with a damp and musty smell in the air. It is isolated from the rest of the world and can only hear the sound of the waves.

The kidnappers gathered around Luo Bingkun. Except for one person who could speak Hong Kong dialect, the others spoke in incomprehensible foreign languages.

They communicated, looking up and down at Luo Bingkun from time to time.

The kidnapper who could speak Hong Kong dialect came over. He looked at Luo Bingkun with a weird smile and said, "Be honest, don't try to run away, wait for your dad to give us the money, now take off all your clothes." Lose."

He pointed a gun at Luo Bingkun. Luo Bingkun had no choice but to slowly take off his clothes.

He began to pray in his heart that there wouldn't be any perverted fagots among these people.

The clothes were taken off one by one, leaving only a pair of underwear. He felt as if his dignity had been stripped away and exposed in front of these people.

He grabbed the edge of his underwear with both hands and was about to pull it down.

"Okay." The kidnapper said.

Thank God! It won't embarrass him too much.

He was then put into an iron cage and his hands and feet were tightly tied with thick iron chains.

He is imprisoned here like a dog.

The kidnapper, who spoke Hong Kong, asked him to give his phone number. He was eager for his father to come and rescue him as soon as possible.

As soon as the call was dialed, a familiar voice came from the receiver, and the kidnapper pressed the hands-free button.

"Daddy~Daddy, it's me! I'm Bingkun."

Before the kidnappers could force him, he screamed and looked helpless.

The kidnapper looked at him with contempt, this second generation ancestor was too weak.

After Luo Jiahao agreed to pay the ransom, the kidnappers almost opened champagne to celebrate.

Luo Bingkun felt that his father had countless properties.

I feel that I am the patron of the kidnappers and the treasury for their wealth.

In a commanding tone, he asked the kidnappers to buy shark fins to feed him.

Unexpectedly, the kidnapper became angry: "Don't set it up for us! Be careful about stabbing your mother."

Just as he was about to vomit, someone pushed the door open and entered the house.