President, the deceased lady has three more children

Their president insisted on taking the risk, I hope everything is alright.

When Nanxing was seven kilometers away from the abandoned factory, he received another message from the kidnappers.

"That's enough! Tell the car behind you to stop, or I'll kill your son right now."

When Nanxing saw the news, he slammed on the brakes and even leaned forward.

Lin Ke and Amy behind him also immediately stepped on the brakes.

Just then, Nanxing called.

"Brother, Amy, you two don't follow me. I'll go by myself."

"What happened? Did the other party call you?" Lin Ke asked.

"Well, it's okay. Trust me, just wait here. Don't go over there before I call you. I don't dare to gamble with Mu Bao."

Lin Ke and Amy were silent for a few seconds.

"Okay, we'll find a chance and wait for you nearby," said Amy.

Lin Ke: "Give him whatever money he wants. Come back safely with Mu Bao first. We can talk about everything else later."

"I know. Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Contact Zebao later and have him connect you to my watch. Then you'll be able to hear our conversation. If you think anything's wrong, call the police immediately."

Nanxing didn't say that they must not let the two go, nor did she say that they must not call the police. She was not that stupid.

The reason she didn't allow anyone to call the police or follow her was simply because she hadn't seen Mu Bao yet, and she didn't dare to gamble with Mu Bao.

But when she went over and saw Mu Bao, everything was not so panic anymore.

"I understand. Just be more careful." Lin Ke said again with concern.

Nanxing hummed lightly, then hung up the phone, stepped on the accelerator and drove forward again.

Turn right at the next intersection. It is already a deserted suburb, and it looks even more desolate after turning right. There are dead grass as tall as a person all around.

This abandoned factory is already quite large, and the surrounding land is said to belong to the owner of the abandoned factory.

Moreover, several people died when the abandoned factory had an accident, so no one dared to come here.

Nan Xing was not afraid, she just kept speeding up to see Mu Bao as soon as possible.

But along the way, she was very confused.

She didn't understand who kidnapped Mu Bao, and how these people dared to ask her to come over so obviously to give her money. Didn't they think that they would be discovered and unable to escape?

All of this cannot be known now, and we can only know it after meeting the person.

The further we walked along the road, the more desolate it became, and the kidnapper called again.

"Stop the car and walk to the left." It was still a mechanical voice.

Nanxing frowned and said nothing more. After parking the car, she got out with her bag in one hand and her cell phone in the other.

As soon as she got off the car, she looked around and found that there were no extra buildings, only some weeds as tall as a person, and even only some abandoned buildings around.

It is exposed to the sun and rain and no one takes care of it. Even normally no one sets foot here, so this abandoned factory looks very dilapidated and even has a sense of corruption.

Nanxing walked slowly forward, keeping an eye on the surrounding environment.

Although there is only one way in, this abandoned factory is very large, winding and twisting, so it is still very difficult to find someone.

Especially now that it's evening and the sun is gradually disappearing, it seems a bit scary.

The call just now was hung up as soon as she got out of the car and left.

But Nan Xing did not relax at all, and even became more vigilant. No one showed up, but they knew where she was. This was more terrifying than having several people standing in front of her.

Just as she walked forward a distance, a person jumped out from the bushes in front of her.

The man was wearing a black hat and a mask, revealing only a pair of cloudy prismatic eyes.

The man looked straight at Nanxing, and when he saw the handbag in Nanxing's hand, his cloudy eyes became a little more lively.

"Did you bring the money?"

The man's voice was a little hoarse. Nanxing judged from his voice that the man was about thirty years old.

"I brought it." Nan Xing picked up the handbag in her hand. "Where's my son?"

"Come with me." The man looked at her, then turned and walked forward.

Nanxing followed behind calmly, and the man only looked back at her occasionally.

Because she was wearing a hat, Nanxing couldn't see the man's eyes, but she could feel that they were not friendly at all.

However, no matter how unfriendly the man's eyes were, Nanxing remained calm.

But when her eyes caught sight of the man's somewhat unsteady steps, her expression paused slightly.

When she first heard the kidnapper say that he was in the late stage of cancer and would not live long, she actually didn't believe it. It was not until she saw the man's unsteady steps and the turbid look in his eyes that just flashed by that she finally believed it a little bit.

But the voice of this person was not the same as the one who called her.

"Where is my son? Where are we going now?" Nanxing asked again.

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just follow me in and you'll see your son. But you'd better not play any tricks, or your son will be reduced to ashes in the next second!"

After the man finished speaking viciously, he coughed violently a few more times, as if he wanted to cough out all his internal organs. It made people feel uncomfortable just by listening to it.

Nanxing lowered his eyes and said,

"Since you asked me to come here and know my name is Bugui, you should also know what I do. I see that you don't seem to be feeling well. How about I take your pulse?"

When the man heard Nanxing's words, he paused, then turned around and glared at Nanxing fiercely again.

"Shut up! You have no right to speak here. If you want to see your son quickly, just shut up and follow me. If you don't want to see your son, you can just stay here and talk nonsense tonight."

Nan Xing was silent for a moment, didn't say anything, just followed the man forward.

But after walking for a while, the man stopped again and his finger lingered on his ear for a moment.

Only then did Nanxing notice that the man had an earphone in his ear.

"Give me your cell phone." The man stretched out his hand directly towards Nanxing.

"Why do you want to hand over your phone? I said I would never let anyone come over." Nan Xing pretended to hesitate.

"Stop talking nonsense! Take out your phone quickly, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Nan Xing then handed over the phone reluctantly.

In fact, she had already prepared herself mentally for the fact that her phone would be confiscated, so she just pretended to be reluctant.

After taking the phone, the man turned it off in front of Nanxing.

"Do you have any other mobile phones besides this one?" The man obviously didn't believe Nanxing.

"No more." Nan Xing searched all his pockets in front of him.

"I won't joke about my son's life. You want money, I just want my son back. As long as you don't hurt my son, I won't do anything."

"That's better! If you dare to play tricks, be prepared for your son to die!"

When Nanxing heard the man's words, she subconsciously held the handbag in her hand.

As a mother, she couldn't accept hearing people say her son would die again and again, even if it was just talk. What's more, these people were real kidnappers who would really attack Mu Bao.

It took a lot of effort for her to calm herself down.

The man didn't say anything else, but continued to walk forward with Nanxing until they reached the factory, and then turned around and went into the factory.

When you look at these factories up close, you can feel how desolate they are, and even a bit of a chilling feeling.

But Nan Xing didn’t care about all this. She just wanted to know how Mu Bao was doing now.

I have to say, this place is very big, and Nanxing took a long time to get there.

The man in front of her was like a robot, leading Nanxing along the way, only coughing occasionally.

"If you really are sick, an incurable disease, then I can give you a look. Although I can't cure you 100%, I guarantee that I can help you prolong your life.

"The shortest time is seven or eight years, and the longest is ten years or more. In ten years, you should be able to do a lot of things, such as spending time at home with your family, seeing friends, etc."

Nanxing walked up to the man and whispered something.

She didn't know how many people were here, so she could only lower her voice.

She was gambling, gambling that this man wanted to survive. No matter how many people were here, as long as this man wanted to survive, then they would help her, which would also be a help to her.

The man did pause for a moment after hearing Nan Xing's words, and he even turned his head to glance at Nan Xing.

Nanxing looked at him fearlessly and continued,

"I'm a Chinese medicine practitioner. My name is Bugui. You should know me, right?"

The man didn't say anything, just paused for a few seconds and continued walking forward.

Nan Xing didn't know whether the man had listened to what she said, so she could only follow him in silence.

After walking for a few minutes, another man came out from the front.

Unlike the man in the hat who was coughing and looked a little weak, this man was obviously more different.

Whether it was his much taller stature, sharp eyes or powerful footsteps, it showed that this man was extraordinary.

Nanxing even thought that this person was a former soldier, but his eyes were too cold, and one could tell at first glance that he was the type who was not easy to mess with. He was completely different from the sick man.

She lowered her eyelids, feeling a little worried. She was worried about Mu Bao, and now she just wanted to take Mu Bao home safely as soon as possible.

How could she have met these people out of the blue? She hadn't done anything wrong since she came back, hadn't offended anyone, and now she was meeting some former soldiers.

How could such a person kidnap Mu Bao for no apparent reason? Did he want her to save someone? But the man who coughed just now didn't seem to want to live at all.

"Have you checked it?"

The tall man asked in a cold tone, and his eyes kept looking back and forth at Nanxing.

This kind of look made Nanxing feel very uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and his back felt a little cold.

She didn't dare show any emotion, but just kept a calm expression on her face, with a hint of worry and anxiety.

Everything is unknown now, so I can only stabilize my emotions and calm down.

"I've checked it, and the phone is in my hand. There's nothing wrong with it." The coughing man replied.

From the tone of their conversation, Nanxing could clearly feel that the tall man was in the dominant position.

"Hurry up and go in. It's getting late. Don't waste time." The tall man said, and then let the two in.

As for him, it was obvious that he was here to take a break.

Nanxing remained silent and followed the coughing man as he walked around in circles until she heard some voices.

Although she didn't hear Mu Bao's voice, she still subconsciously became nervous. She felt that Mu Bao was inside, and he must be inside.

Next, it turned out that Nanxing's idea was correct. The coughing man stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Nan Xing's eyes flashed, and he lowered his voice again and said,

"Everything I just said is true. I really can't cure you. If I'm not mistaken, you have cancer, but I can help you live for about ten years without suffering from the pain of the disease.

If you trust me, and help me if something happens later, I will definitely help you, and I will never break my promise."

In fact, Nanxing was also taking a gamble, because if this man was unwilling to believe her, then as long as she told these words to other people, she would probably not end up well.

But the man still didn't speak at the first time, and at the same time, the old and rusty iron door was opened from the inside.

The one who opened the door was Scar Brother, who had a big scar on his face and a very fierce look in his eyes.

But Nanxing did not show any unnecessary fear or emotional fluctuations, as if she was not afraid of this man at all.

Scar Brother really didn't expect Nanxing to be so calm. Ordinary people, including some men, would be subconsciously afraid when they saw his face, but this woman named Bugui didn't look afraid at all.

"Where is my son?" Nanxing asked directly, his eyes constantly looking behind Scar Brother.

But because of Scar Brother blocking the way, Nanxing couldn't see what was going on inside at all.

Scar Brother didn't let her in directly. Instead, he took out a photo from his shirt pocket for comparison. He only let her in after confirming that it was Nanxing.

Nan Xing naturally did not miss the photo in Scar Brother's hand, but she didn't care about that, nor did she have time to think about why Scar Brother had her photo in his hand. She just rushed in and wanted to see Mu Bao.

Because it was already seven o'clock, it was already dark, and the abandoned factory looked even more creepy.

When Nan Xing rushed in, the first thing he saw was Mu Bao sitting on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, especially with a rag stuffed in Mu Bao's mouth.

"Mu Bao!" Nan Xing's face was full of heartache.

"Mmmm..." Mu Bao couldn't speak, and could only make mumbling sounds from his mouth.

When he saw Nanxing coming over alone, his eyes immediately turned red.