Mr. Rong, please stay. Miss Sang doesn't want to be a widow.

Sang Yuwan raised the corner of her mouth in a cold and arrogant arc, and said to the kidnappers in a cold voice, "Either take no one with you, or leave no one behind."

"Wan'er?" Ming Zhan's eyes were red and his bright black pupils were covered with a thin layer of mist.

Bo Xinglan cried and mumbled, "Save me..."

Ming Zhan was annoyed and growled at her, "Stop crying."

Bo Xinglan was so frightened that his throat choked, he bit his lips, and his shoulders trembled.

Seeing this, the kidnapper put a gun to her head and said, "Mrs. Bo, why don't you take the Second Young Master Ming away and I will kill her for you."

Bo Xinglan's heart was struck by lightning, his face turned pale, and his eyes widened, "No... don't..."

Sang Yuwan glanced at her, her eyes unclear and unclear, "She is only a 20-year-old girl, don't scare her."

The kidnapper laughed and said, "Mrs. Bo, I don't have time to waste with you. Tell me, who do you choose?"

Sang Yuwan put her hands in her coat pockets and stood in front of the iron frame. The dim light fell on her, and her facial features flickered.

She slowly raised her hand and pointed at Ming Zhan, "I choose..."

"Wan'er." Ming Zhan shook his head.

"Ah..." Bo Xinglan cried out in pain, his features twisted into a ball, his body trembling. The iron frame swayed slightly, making a clanging sound.

Sang Yuwan seemed to hesitate for a moment and pointed at her.

The kidnapper snorted coldly, "Mrs. Bo, who do you choose?"

Sang Yuwan slowly lowered her raised arm and said, "Ladies first."

Bo Xinglan was slightly startled, tears welling up in her eyes, "Sister-in-law..."

"Okay." The kidnapper nodded, put away the gun, and put it on his waist. Then he walked up to Bo Xinglan, took out the key, and opened the handcuffs.

Sang Yuwan stuffed his hands into his coat pockets and took a step forward. "Second brother, I'm sorry to bear with it for a while."

Ming Zhan raised his lips and smiled gently, "Wan'er, I'm fine."

Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and said nothing more.

The kidnapper grabbed Bo Xinglan's arm and brought her to Sang Yuwan. "Mrs. Bo, see you tomorrow."

Sang Yuwan pulled Bo Xinglan over and protected her behind him. He raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile, "Okay."

The kidnapper raised his hand and made a "please" gesture.

Sang Yuwan turned around and helped Bo Xinglan walk out.

As the two of them reached the door, a dark shadow flashed in.

"lady."

"Minglang, take Miss Six away quickly." Sang Yuwan lowered her voice.

"Madam, what about you?" Minglang looked nervous.

Sang Yuwan's brows darkened. "Don't worry about me."

Minglang swallowed hard and disobeyed her order for the first time, "Madam, if you don't leave, I won't leave either."

Sang Yuwan scolded in a low voice, "How dare you disobey my order."

Minglang gritted his teeth, "Madam, take Miss Xinglan away. I'll come and save the Second Young Master."

The kidnapper's voice came faintly, "Mrs. Bo, don't have any other ideas. If you don't leave now, none of you will be able to leave."

Minglang's face changed drastically, and his heartbeat accelerated. "Madam, let's go."

Bo Xinglan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He bent over and covered his stomach, "It hurts..."

Sang Yuwan's eyes darkened and her tone was stern, "Send her to the hospital quickly."

Minglang was frightened, but still pulled Bo Xinglan out.

"Wan'er." When Ming Zhan saw that Sang Yuwan did not leave, his heart suddenly hung in his throat, his chest felt sore and swollen, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Sang Yuwan faced the kidnapper's sinister gaze and took two steps forward.

"Master Shen, please take off your hood."

The kidnapper was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud, "Mrs. Bo, I'm not some Young Master Shen."

Sang Yuwan straightened his back, a sneer on his face, "Shen Jun, Shen Yilin has given you so many benefits that it's worth you risking your life to break the law."

"Shen Jun?" Ming Zhan was stunned and thought to himself, "Is he from the Shen family in Beijing?"

The kidnapper's cruel eyes flickered, "Mrs. Bo, I say again, I am not from the Shen family."

Sang Yuwan's expression was silent, and he added, "You'll know if it is true or not after you take off the hood."

"Why should I listen to you?" the kidnapper raised his voice.

"Because she is the wife of the Bo family." Ming Zhan sneered.

The kidnapper seemed to have lost his patience and frowned. He pulled out the silenced gun from his waist and pressed it against his temple. "Shut up!"

"Second brother?" Sang Yuwan subconsciously took two steps forward.

The kidnapper shouted, "If you take another step forward, I will kill him immediately."

Sang Yuwan hurriedly stopped and swallowed softly, "Shen Jun, is it worth it?"

The kidnapper's arms trembled slightly. "Mrs. Bo, don't think I dare not touch you."

"Try to move her."

A deep male voice sounded faintly, carrying a biting chill.

Sang Yuwan's eyebrows twitched, and her clenched fingers loosened little by little.

Ming Zhan's breathing stagnated and he looked in the direction of the voice.

Against the light, the man strode in.

He was wearing a black coat, black shirt and black pants underneath. At first glance, he looked like a demon from hell.

Ming Zhan was stunned. "Second Master of the Bo Family?"

The kidnapper shouted angrily at the man who walked in, "Stop."

The man paused, his eyes challenging, "Shen Jun, you'd better listen to Madam Bo and release the Second Young Master Ming, otherwise..."

The kidnapper shouted, "Shut up."

Rong Zhi walked to Sang Yuwan and stood side by side with her.

Ming Zhan watched, feeling mixed emotions, and even breathing was painful.

Rong Zhi tilted his head, glanced at Sang Yuwan, and opened his thin lips slightly, "Why don't you go back and rest first?"

Sang Yuwan's eyebrows moved slightly, "No need."

Rong Zhi smiled and stopped trying to persuade him. He turned his gaze and stared at the kidnapper.

"Shen Jun, check your phone."

"I'll count to three. If you don't get out of here, I'll kill him." The kidnapper's eyes were red and his tone was irritable.

Rong Zhi smiled coldly, "Look where Shen Yilin is now?"

The kidnapper's eyes tightened, and his chest heaved violently twice. "I told you to shut up..."

"Shen Jun, let him go." A hoarse male voice came from Rongzhi's cell phone.

The kidnapper froze in shock, "Third brother?"

Rong Zhi walked towards him with his cell phone in hand.

"Shen Jun, let them all go..."

The kidnapper was puzzled, his lips trembling, "Why?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just let him go."

"Third brother?"

"I order you to release them all."

"Third brother, Ming Zhan is your love rival, you can't just let him go like this."

“Shen Jun!!!”

The person on the other end of the phone was already furious.

The kidnapper's finger was already on the trigger.

Before he knew it, Rong Zhi walked in front of him, only two steps away from him.

The kidnapper's eyes were bloodshot and his arms were shaking violently. If he wasn't careful, he would go off accidentally.

Rong Zhi took another half step forward and winked at Ming Zhan.

Ming Zhan understood.

Rong Zhi suddenly had a dagger in his hand and stabbed the kidnapper's wrist.

boom--

The kidnapper pulled the trigger.

Sang Yuwan's breathing suddenly stopped.

The dilapidated room was filled with the smell of gunpowder and a strong smell of blood.

Sang Yuwan heard another "bang" sound in her ears, which made her heart beat so hard that it almost jumped out of her chest.

She took two deep breaths and looked over.

In her sight, the man was running towards her.

It's like being six years old.

"Wan'er..."

The man hugged her tightly, tears in his eyes. A bitter feeling welled up in his throat, blocking it.

Sang Yuwan's body stiffened, her eyes reddened, and her heart began to pound.

"Wan'er, do you know how worried I was just now?"

Sang Yuwan curled her fingers and raised the corners of her lips slightly, "Brother, I told you. When I grow up, it will be my turn to protect you."

"What a deep brother-sister love." The deep male voice contained sarcasm and a hint of sourness.