Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The strong wind blew the leaves on both sides of the road violently. A black Bentley passed by Chuanbei Avenue. Qi Jin, holding the steering wheel, just saw the silver-gray Porsche parked on the side of the road.

The two cars met, and the moment the windows were lowered, a black pistol was thrown from the black Bentley into the driver's seat of the Porsche.

The man in the driver's seat caught it with one hand and stuffed the gun into the compartment on the roof.

Qi Jin looked at the man's gloomy face and reported, "Mr. Ling, Director Song is still looking for a position for his wife."

"No need to look for him." Ling Che gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands. "He's at North Star Port."

Hearing this, the three men in the black Bentley all looked serious.

Nanshui Wharf and Beixing Port are too far apart, and Ling Shao cannot go to both places at the same time.

On one side is the lady, and on the other side is the young lady.

The three men in the car all understood why he parked the car here.

He was thinking about where to go.

Three seconds later, the man opened the map on the car screen. "She's afraid of the cold and the dark. She won't last long in this weather. The area near Nanshui Wharf is full of fishermen's houses. There's only one warehouse near the bridge port. The person should be there. Lu Fucheng will go directly to rescue them, and Qi Shui will cooperate. The high ground near the bridge port can see the movement of the warehouse. Qi Jin will provide cover with his gun."

The fact that Xu Heng dared to call him directly and challenge him meant that there were quite a few people around him at the moment.

The man quickly gave his orders and turned to look over. "If anyone touches her, I'll kill him immediately."

Qi Jin asked, "You want us all to go to Nanshui Wharf, and you'll go to Beixing Port alone?"

Without saying anything, the man started the car and ordered in a cold voice, "Rescue this person and send him home safely within 30 minutes, otherwise, I will shoot you one by one!"

The roar of the engine cut through the rain curtain, and the silver-gray sports car shot out like an arrow.

The car speed soared to the fastest, speeding on the flooded road. The wheels rubbed against the ground, splashing water and raising a white mist.

The black Bentley didn't hesitate and stepped on the accelerator to drive towards the destination.

Lu Fucheng put on his black cap and pulled up his mask. He checked his dagger and pistol, then glanced at Qi Jin, who was driving silently, and Qi Shui, who was also sitting in the passenger seat, who was also silent.

The two brothers were still the same as they were in Luosha Hall, extremely silent and taciturn. They hadn't changed at all after being with Ling Shao for so many years.

Of course, he could also guess why the two were in a bad mood at the moment.

"Brother Jin, Brother Shui." Lu Fucheng wiped the pistol in his hand and asked with a smile, "Is this the first time Young Master Ling has been in trouble without you?"

Qi Shui didn't say anything, because he felt it was his fault from the beginning until now.

Young Master Ling asked him to protect the young lady, but he was driven back by the young lady instead, and then something happened to the young lady.

The reason why Young Master Ling didn't cause him trouble now was not because he was not wrong, but because Young Master Ling was too busy to punish him.

Qi Jin, driving the car, replied, "Yes."

With the skills and cooperation of the three of them, there will definitely be no problem in saving the young lady.

But he had no idea how many people were there at Beixing Port or who they were, so Young Master Ling went there alone.

As Ling Shao's personal bodyguard, he felt extremely incompetent at this moment.

Putting away the gun that hadn't seen blood in a long time, Lu Fucheng smiled and said, "How about you guys go back to Luosha Hall and I'll follow Master Ling?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the two people sitting in the front turned their heads and gave him an unfriendly look.

......

When Song Hui called, Ling Che was almost at Beixing Port.

On the other end of the phone, Song Hui said that he had found clues that Zhuang Yuwei was kidnapped and taken into a car, and he was now checking the relevant vehicle information.

Ling Che raised the corner of his lips and sneered, "Director Song, you police officers are too strict in your work. By the time you find my mother, the opportunity will be gone."

Song Hui thought he was teasing him out of dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to tell him that he would definitely find the person tonight, he heard Ling Che say in a casual tone, "Director Song, bring a team to North Star Port in 20 minutes to collect my body."

After saying that, he hung up the phone, threw it aside, and drove into the unfinished building of Beixing Port with a curled lip.

Beixing Port is located in the suburbs, at the junction of Beijing City and North City, and is sparsely populated. The people who built this building here were not doing business, but to launder money.

The building was half built, and construction naturally stopped once the money was received.

This building has been there for many years, and now it is covered with rust.

As soon as the car stopped, the surroundings were eerily quiet.

The cell phone that was thrown aside rang.

As soon as I picked up the phone, I heard the middle-aged man's commanding tone, "Boss Ling, take off your coat. If you want them to live, don't bring anything you shouldn't. Get out of the car and come in!"

Ling Che sneered and took off his black coat, revealing only a white shirt underneath that couldn't hide anything.

He got out of the car, slammed the door, spread out his hands to indicate that he had nothing on him, and then walked into the unfinished building.

The iron gate on the first floor of the unfinished building was closed. Standing at the door, he smiled and said, "We're here. Open the door."

As soon as he finished speaking, the creaking iron door opened from both sides.

As soon as the door opened a crack, the girl's sobbing sound was heard.

There were more than ten or twenty thugs in black standing inside the door. As soon as they saw him, they surrounded him, all of them looking at him with a fierce look.

Sitting right in the middle facing the gate was a middle-aged man with a full beard looking at him provocatively.

Bai Yiyi and Zhuang Yuwei were tied to two worn-out chairs respectively, with black tape on their faces, preventing them from making any sound.

Zhuang Yuwei huddled in the chair, muttering to herself weakly. Her face looked particularly bad, and it was obvious that she was sick because she had been in the rain for too long and did not change clothes in time.

Bai Yiyi's clothes were disheveled at the moment, her plain white skirt was full of wrinkles, and the zipper on her back was half open.

Ling Che frowned slightly when he looked at her, looking like he had been bullied.

Hearing Ling Che's voice, tears kept flowing from those empty eyes, and he couldn't shout out even though he wanted to.

The middle-aged man stood between Bai Yiyi and Zhuang Yuwei, pointing a dagger at Ling Che viciously, "Ling Che, you're here!"

"Who are you?" Ling Che stood at the door and turned his neck.

He had never seen such a suicidal man before.

The middle-aged man glared at him, "Don't worry about who I am! Blame it on the fact that you've offended so many people! You never thought someone would find you vulnerable one day!"

Ling Che smiled, "Oh, so you're the one settling the accounts."

The man pinched the back of Zhuang Yuwei's neck with one hand and pointed the dagger at Bai Yiyi, who was shaking with tears, with the other hand. "Both of these women are important to you, right? But you can only choose one!"

"The premise is that if you chop off one of your hands, you can choose one to take away. How about it, you're a businessman, is this a deal okay?"

Bai Yiyi's eyes were red from crying, and she was shaking her head with tears streaming down her face.

The man tore off the tape on Bai Yiyi's face and said, "It seems this woman has something to say."

"Ah Che! Ah Che, I'm so scared!" Bai Yiyi cried out, "Auntie has also been arrested. Ah Che, save Auntie first, don't worry about me!"

"That sounds like a good deal." Ling Che glanced at Bai Yiyi and lightly tapped his chin at Zhuang Yuwei, who was almost out of strength and about to faint. "I choose her."

Seeing that he had made his choice, the middle-aged man waved his hand and had Bai Yiyi taken to the shabby room behind him.

He had a smug smile on his bearded face. "In that case, there's no point in keeping this blind and lame woman."

The next second, Bai Yiyi's heart-wrenching voice called out—

"No!! Help, Che!"

At the same time, a man in black walked up to him with a sharp dagger.

"Boss Ling, do you want to chop off the left hand or the right hand?"