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Chen Fang turned his head towards the window and said nothing.

Heilin was sent in by himself. Ten years have passed, time flies so fast...

In the quiet air, Song Jingming's cell phone rang. It was an unfamiliar number. He thought it was a kidnapper and opened the door.

Lu Cheng's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Has Wen Ying been kidnapped?"

"none of your business?"

"Song Jingming, if you don't have the ability to protect her, could you please abdicate in favor of Xian Cheng? She is so timid and doesn't even dare to say anything. You let her go through these fucking things with you?"

Lu Cheng was so angry that it was the first time he cursed so dirty.

Song Jingming had scolded himself ten thousand times, but he still couldn't stand what outsiders said. At this moment, his self-blame and anger reached their peak.

"Lucheng, get lost. You don't need to care about my wife. I will find her even if I risk my life!"

After yelling, he hung up the phone and slapped himself hard.

So decadent that he sank into the leather car seat.

Chen Fang took out a cigarette, opened the car window and lit it for himself. This pack of cigarettes was leftover from the dinner party a few days ago.

He held the cigarette butt between his long and strong fingers, put it on the car window and blew out the smoke. He took out his mobile phone and made a call: "Abel, there is a radius of ten kilometers from my location. Check the whereabouts of a Hangzhou F250 van."

After smoking a cigarette, Chen put down the car and opened the trunk.

After pressing a few hidden buttons, the top layer can be lifted up. Below is a hidden box that is integrated with the body. The entire box was made of radiation-proof material. Chen Fang entered the password and opened the box.

Lying quietly inside the box was a pistol, some bullets, two U.S. Army knives, and a bayonet.

and also……

Chen Fang was so skilled at loading the bullet that he was stopped by Song Jingming: "Are you crazy? Do you think you are still abroad?"

Chen Fang brushed his hand away and said softly: "Don't worry, I know it."

The walkie-talkie in Chen's pocket rang: "Boss, we found it. It's at the camping base on the outskirts of the city. There are 8 people opposite, including... old faces."

"How about the hostages?"

"It's safe for now. Boss, do you need to shake me?"

"No, I'll deal with it myself." Chen Fang took off his suit jacket and put it on the trunk. The white shirt outlined his muscular upper body.

Then he pulled out a black box from the inner layer and took out a stab-proof suit.

Chen Fang wore a black stab-proof vest over his white shirt. The combination of black and white gave it an ascetic aesthetic.

This white shirt was just bought for him by Song Weiyu.

She said, "Don't wear a black shirt every day. I've seen enough. Can I buy you a pink shirt?"

Chen Fang refused, and she added: "Then at least change it to white..."

Chen Fang tightened his stab-proof clothing and smiled calmly with his lips raised. She plays "asking for the top to get the middle, asking for the middle to get the bottom" very clearly.

After putting it on, the tight-fitting black stab-proof suit fit his strong muscles and back. When paired with a white shirt, he suddenly felt like a thug in a suit.

Chen Fang put the gun into the outer pocket of his stab-proof clothing and inserted two sabers. Then he put on his black suit.

Staring into Song Jingming's dark and uncertain eyes, he said softly: "You wait here for the police, and I will bring her out for you. I won't care about the rest, don't worry. And don't tell your mother."

After that, he took out his black combat gloves and put them on.

Take two steps and think about it. He turned around and gave Song Jingming a weak smile.

Song Jingming's lips parted slightly: "..., be careful."

Chen Fang stopped again: "What did you call me?"

Song Jingming looked away: "Forget it if you didn't hear me."

No one said anything, Chen Fang got into the car and sped away. Song Jingming stood slumped on the roadside, waiting for the police to show up.

An abandoned camping base in the suburbs looks normal from the outside.

Wen Ying was thrown on the concrete floor. The blood on her head had long dried. There was no fear in her eyes, but she was extremely calm.

Just like the peace of looking down upon everything before death.

I don't know how many men were sitting next door, making noisy noises and cursing.

"Brother Hei, you have lived in prison for ten years, and you are doing such a big job after you come out? I admire you! You are drinking and drinking..."

The man who was called Brother Hei laughed and said in a duck voice: "What the hell, I almost killed Song Weiyu ten years ago, huh, if it weren't for Chen Fang! I wouldn't have gone in these ten years, Damn, I even broke one of my arms..."

"Brother Hei, why don't we just tie up Song Weiyu? What's the use of tying up such a girl?"

Hei Lin spat: "You know nothing, Chen Fang, I wish I could hang on Song Weiyu when I go to bed at night. Do I dare to take action!...Besides, you don't know, these big guys in the Beijing circle, the Fu family, The ones from the Shao family, the Li family, etc... all have positioning chips installed under the skin."

There were sighs.

Several boys were surprised: "Location chip? No wonder... I haven't heard of anyone being kidnapped in recent years! I thought it was Skynet Huihui, but it turns out they used high technology!"

Heilin sneered and looked inside the room.

Wen Ying still stayed in the corner, neither speaking nor cursing, nor asking for help.

Like a fool.

The younger brother rolled his eyes and smiled evilly: "Brother Hei, you have been in prison for ten years and you haven't tasted a woman, right? I think this little girl is very beautiful, why don't you... taste it first?"

As he spoke, he poured wine for Heilin.

Hei Lin spat fiercely: "Fuck, you think I don't want to? I've been hard for a long time. But, I have to exchange this girl with Song Jingming for 500 million. I have 500 million, what woman can't kneel down and lick me? .I warn you, no one is allowed to touch her...it won’t be worth anything if you touch her!”

The younger brother was puzzled, rubbed his head and asked: "Boss, if you touch her, will Song Jingming not want her anymore?"

Heilin laughed, his laughter was very obscene.

"Haha, others don't know! I know very well that this Song Jingming is a pervert. He will never want anything that others have touched, and he will be so mean. When I get the 500 million, I will tell you why this grandson is so mean. Ha ha."

Wen Ying's eyes fluctuated slightly as he listened to the words outside the room. Thinking of Song Jingming, there was a reason why his desire for control and emotional mysophobia were so serious.

Wen Ying couldn't figure out the reason, and the pain in her head made her dizzy.

Nearly 20 minutes after Chen Fang left, the police car arrived.

Song Jingming opened the car door and jumped in, with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Why did a car just come? Go forward, go straight and turn left, that's the camping base."

The policeman was helpless, looked at the driver and said: "This car is the fastest, the other cars are lagging behind."

Song Jingming leaned back on his seat and stared at the back of the driver's head with anger in his eyes: "Can you drive? You just step on the accelerator. Can you step on it as far as you can?"

The driver stepped on the gas and said coldly: "If I didn't know how to drive, I wouldn't have left the other policemen behind."

It was Lu Cheng's voice.

Song Jingming squinted and remembered that he was a professional racing driver.

"Lucheng, what are you doing here?"

Lu Cheng was speeding very fast, his eyes were moving quickly, avoiding the vehicles on the road, and he said coldly: "Obviously, I don't believe you. So I came to Wen Ying personally."