After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

"You, you...how did you..."

Sang Lingxue looked at Zhuo Yijing with a horrified look on her face, her face turned pale. She heard Li Yun holding her leg and screaming in pain, and quickly ran to Li Yun to help Li Yun.

"Xue'er, it hurts so much... I feel so much pain..."

Li Yun's face turned pale and she clutched Sang Lingxue's arm tightly.

Sang Lingxue's eyes were red.

"Where's Han Xuyang?"

Zhuo Yijing said in a deep voice.

Cheng Chi on the side took a step forward and spoke respectfully, "Third Young Master, our people just saw him leaving and should have gone to see Zhuo Yu City... However, we just caught a man."

"I also found Qiu Yan... Qiu Yan is not in the warehouse..."

Cheng Chi approached Zhuo Yijing and whispered.

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly, he raised his eyes to look at Cheng Chi, and slowly tightened his palms: "Is it just Qiu Yan?"

Cheng Chi pursed his lips and frowned, "I didn't see Miss Sang. The man said that Miss Sang asked him to send Qiu Yan to the hospital... and he also said that he would give him 100 million as a reward. That man was from Han Xuyang. ...He said that when he left...Miss Sang was still in the warehouse."

"Not long after I left, I heard that there was a fire in the warehouse..."

Cheng Chi frowned and said in a deep voice. He turned his head and glanced at the warehouse where the fire was spreading.

"..."

"By the way. The man said that he gave Miss Sang a lighter before leaving."

Cheng Chi seemed to have thought of something and spoke quickly.

Zhuo Yijin clenched his palms, his face gloomy, he looked at the sky full of firelight above the warehouse, his eyes secretive.

"Sangzhi is probably no longer in the warehouse...go find her and don't let her meet anyone from Zhuoyu City."

Cheng Chi nodded: "Third Young Master, I just sent someone to find him."

"Han Xuyang's people have been tied up. It seems that Zhuo Yucheng's people have also withdrawn. Because it happened so suddenly, I didn't expect that there would be a sudden fire... Han Xuyang himself was the only one left."

Cheng Chi pursed his lips and said.

"Where is Qiu Yan?" Zhuo Yijin frowned, his eyes dark.

Cheng Chi lowered his eyelids and said in a deep voice: "Qiu Yan was seriously injured... The man said that he had been injected with drugs. He said that Han Xuyang was afraid that he would wake up and cause trouble.

But Miss Sang was fine, and Han Xuyang took good care of him.

I just sent Qiu Yan to the hospital. He was a bit seriously injured. "

Hearing this, Zhuo Yijing's eyebrows tightened tighter and tighter, he pursed his lips, and his eyes were full of sinister indifference.

"Tie her up and tie her to a tree."

Zhuo Yijing tilted his head, squinted his eyes slightly, and his voice was extremely cold.

Sang Lingxue's expression changed, and she subconsciously wanted to leave Li Yun in her arms and run away, but as soon as she took a few steps, someone stopped her and grabbed her wrist.

"let me go……"

"let me go……"

"Help...Xuyang! Han Xuyang! Help me..."

"Be honest!" The man holding Sang Lingxue's wrist slapped her back.

The sound of "pop" was clear and loud.

"Hit me! You bastard! Ah! I will fight you tooth and nail!"

Sang Lingxue screamed, waving her arms, grabbing the man with her nails, and suddenly lowered her head and bit the man's arm hard.

"what."

The man yelled.

Sang Lingxue pushed him away and quickly ran to Zhuo Yijing.

But Cheng Chi pointed a gun between her eyebrows.

Sang Lingxue turned pale, swallowed her saliva, and quickly knelt down in front of Zhuo Yijing.

"Zhuo... Mr. Zhuo... Third Young Master Zhuo... Mr. Zhuo, if you have a lot of money, please let me go. The kidnapping of Sang Zhi was entirely Han Xuyang's idea. He felt that Sang Zhi killed his father, and then Gotta get fucking jailed.”

"He had a grudge, so he kidnapped Sang Zhi. This matter has nothing to do with me from beginning to end..."

"Mr. Zhuo, please let me go. What I just said was all lies to you. I never let anyone touch the mulberry branches..."

Sang Lingxue looked at Zhuo Yijing in panic. She knelt and climbed forward, trying to grab Zhuo Yijing's suit trouser legs, and said quickly.

"Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo, please let me go."

Zhuo Yijing's eyes were dark, and his resolute and handsome face became more profound and distinct under the firelight.

He half-closed his eyes and looked cold.

"Let go of you?"

Zhuo Yijing sneered and looked at her condescendingly.

"Give me a reason."

"I...Mr. Zhuo, I can, I can make cows and horses for you, I am willing to be your woman, I will listen to you...I will be more suitable for you than Sangzhi..."

Sang Lingxue clenched her palms and spoke quickly.

She raised her eyes, pear blossoms staring straight at Zhuo Yijing with obsession in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhuo, I am willing to... be your woman. I am willing to do anything. I will be more obedient and more suitable for you than... Sang Zhi..."

Sang Lingxue smiled stiffly.

"Feel sorry."

Zhuo Yijin's voice was calm.

"I'm not looking for a dog."

"You don't need to be obedient."

Zhuo Yijing raised his eyes and stared at her with cold and distant eyes.

He took a step back and stared at Sang Lingxue condescendingly, with an indifferent expression.

"and also."

"Be my woman? Do you think you are worthy?"

He sneered.

When Cheng Chi saw this, he quickly gave his men a look, "What are you still doing? Tie her up."

"Yes."

Sang Lingxue's face turned pale.

"Mr. Zhuo, Mr. Zhuo... Why can Sangzhi do it but I can't? Why? What's so good about Sangzhi? She is also an unclean woman... She has been played with by others for a long time..."

With a "pop" sound, the person holding her slapped her hard again.

"Ah..." Sang Lingxue screamed.

"Mom, save me, save me... Han Xuyang!" Sang Lingxue was tied to a tree and kept crying.

"Zhuo Yijing..."

Han Xuyang ran over in panic.

The first thing he saw was Sang Lingxue tied to a tree.

In the center is Sang Qinan lying in a pool of blood.

Li Yun and his mother were tied up and thrown together, with someone holding a gun behind them.

"Son...Xuyang...save mommy. Xuyang..."

"Han Xuyang, save me, save me..."

Mrs. Han and Sang Lingxue cried loudly, as if they had seen a savior when Han Xuyang appeared.

"You came."

Zhuo Yijin stared at him coldly.

"Zhuo, Zhuo Yijing, what are you going to do! Let my mother and my fiancée go now."

Han Xuyang gritted his teeth and looked at him.

"If you don't let go... Sangzhi will definitely die."

He said in a low voice.

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "Threaten me?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Yijin's eyebrows moved slightly and he turned his eyes to look at Han Xuyang.

His voice just fell.

A gunshot suddenly rang out from above the wife's head.

The next second, Mrs. Han suddenly screamed like Li Yun.

"Ah...ah..."

Han Xuyang's face turned pale and he stared at the man behind Mrs. Han who was pointing a gun at Mrs. Han's legs.

Mrs. Han hugged her legs and covered her wounds.

"Xu Yang, help me...it hurts...help..."

"Zhuo Yijing! You are breaking the law! You shot and injured someone... This is illegal!" Han Xuyang said through gritted teeth.

The words fall.

With a "bang", the gunshot rang out again, and Mrs. Han was shot again in the other leg.

"what……"

Mrs. Han shouted in pain.

"Mom!" Han Xuyang clenched his hands and turned pale.

"You ask me if I want one billion, but I want my father's legs...isn't that an exaggeration?"

Zhuo Yi narrowed his eyes in admiration, his eyes darkened, and he looked at him lazily.

"Zhuo Yijing!"

Han Xuyang clenched his palms tightly, veins popped up on his forehead, and he gritted his teeth.

"Sang Zhi should be more valuable than my mother and Sang Lingxue, right? Let them go. I don't want your money anymore. I'll use the person you want in exchange."

Han Xuyang laughed at himself.

He pursed his lips.

soon.

Two people slowly walked up behind him.

Zhuo Yijing raised his eyes and looked over, his eyes suddenly sank, and he kept secretive.

It's a man and a woman.

The tall and thin man pushed the slender woman, put one hand on the woman's shoulder, and held a gun in the other hand, pointing at the woman's temple.

Through the flickering firelight, Zhuo Yijing could see the two people clearly.

His lips were pursed, his jaw was tense, and his eyes were dark.

Sang Zhi bit her lip, slowly tightened her palms, and raised her eyes to meet the man's dark eyes.