After the divorce, the aloof CEO begged me not to withdraw my investment.

Changxing Warehouse...

It was an abandoned factory in the suburbs, with an open area that made it easy to observe.

These people are probably local bullies, and since they didn't mention calling the police, they've clearly planned their escape route.

He had to get there as soon as possible, but going alone was too dangerous.

Ye Feng quickly dialed Chen Yiyi's number.

"Ms. Chen, I need your help."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Yiyi's voice was cold and distant: "What is it?"

"Yang Yunqing has been kidnapped. The kidnappers are demanding a ransom of 500,000 yuan and want me to deliver it to the Changxing warehouse within half an hour. I need help." Ye Feng explained the situation as concisely as possible.

"What does this have to do with me?" Chen Yiyi's tone was full of impatience.

"Human life is at stake! I need your help!" Ye Feng emphasized.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds.

Chen Yiyi finally gave in: "Get to the address I'm sending you within ten minutes."

Ye Feng immediately started the car.

Ten minutes later, Ye Feng arrived at the address provided by Chen Yiyi on time.

Chen Yiyi was already standing by the roadside, carrying a large black leather suitcase.

Ye Feng didn't have a good impression of her; she was arrogant and awkward. But at this moment, he had no choice but to ask her for help.

Ye Feng didn't say anything, got out of the car, and opened the passenger door for her.

Chen Yiyi got into the car and put the suitcase at her feet: "Afterwards, you'll have to explain the origin of that calligraphy."

Ye Feng started the car; now was not the time to dwell on these matters.

Chen Yiyi continued, "I've found some information. One of the kidnappers has a criminal record and is currently wanted for armed fighting; he's very dangerous. I suggest you call the police and work with them."

As the two were talking, the car had already approached the Changxing warehouse.

The roadside was overgrown with weeds, and the warehouse's exterior walls were mottled, giving it a somewhat eerie appearance.

Ye Feng slowed down the car and glanced around. "I'll get off here and go in by myself."

Chen Yiyi frowned slightly, her tone carrying a warning: "Are you sure? This is no joke. Also, that 500,000 is a loan from me. If it's lost, you'll have to compensate me."

She opened the suitcase, pressed a hidden button, and explained, "The listening and locating devices are already activated, just in case."

Ye Feng nodded: "Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll take care of it."

Chen Yiyi stared at him for a few seconds, then said nothing, pushed open the car door and got out.

After watching Chen Yiyi leave, Ye Feng started the car again and slowly drove into the warehouse.

The warehouse doors were wide open.

Ye Feng felt as if he had entered a huge trap, with countless eyes watching him from all sides.

He parked the car and opened the car door.

As soon as I got off the bus, a harsh command rang out: "Stop! Don't move!"

Ye Feng looked up and saw a man standing at the top of the stairs on the second floor. The man had a gloomy look in his eyes and was toying with a dagger in his hand.

Ye Feng's heart suddenly raced.

He has entered a dangerous situation.

Chen Yiyi's warning echoed in his ears. He knew he could no longer rely on others to cover for him, as he had done before.

If Liu Qingyi were to go to the police station or get into legal trouble because of Yang Yunqing, she definitely wouldn't understand.

"Did you bring the money?" The man on the second floor looked down at him, his tone icy.

Ye Feng didn't answer immediately. His sharp gaze swept across the warehouse, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where are they?"

The man smiled dismissively: "Don't worry, she's perfectly fine."

He waved casually.

A woman with disheveled hair and bruises on her face was pushed out.

It was Yang Yunqing.

Her mouth was gagged, and her clothes were dirty, but she didn't seem to have been hurt.

Ye Feng felt a little more at ease.

It's already a good thing that Yang Yunqing is still alive.

Just then, Ye Feng felt a gust of wind coming from behind him.

Before he could react, a sharp pain shot through the back of his knee.

He groaned and fell heavily to his knees.

Ye Feng instinctively wanted to retaliate, but seeing Yang Yunqing being pushed aside, he forcibly held back.

"Behave yourself!" a man's voice rang out behind him.

Immediately afterwards, a foot stomped heavily on his shoulder, pinning him to the ground.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

"You'd better not move!" the man stepping on him warned menacingly. "If you dare to move even a little, I'll slash her face!"

At that moment, a cold, sharp weapon was pressed against Yang Yunqing's cheek.

"Did you bring the money?" the man on the second floor asked again, his face full of impatience.

Ye Feng's eyes were cold as he nodded, indicating that he had brought money.

"The money is here, but I'd like to check on her safety first."

The man sneered and was about to speak when the warehouse door was suddenly kicked open, and four figures rushed in.

Two thin men, a woman, and a burly, strong man.

They were all holding weapons, pointing them at the man who was holding Yang Yunqing hostage.

Ye Feng's heart stirred; these four were clearly not on the same side.

The leader roared, "Are you all insane?! You've ruined my plans!"

He pointed at Yang Yunqing, who was being held hostage, and roared at the four men who had broken in: "Do you know what kind of business this is? You've cut off my source of income!"

Ye Feng took the opportunity to stall for time.

"Is it worth risking your whole life for this little bit of money?" He looked at the man in the lead, his tone laced with sarcasm.

The man walked up to Yang Yunqing, looked her up and down with disdain, and reached out to touch her face.

"Whether it's worth it or not isn't up to you to decide. Little beauty, come with me, I guarantee you'll live the high life." As he spoke, he reached out to kiss Yang Yunqing.

Yang Yunqing suddenly bit the man's ear, and the intense pain made him scream.

The man covered his ears, his eyes growing even more ferocious.

Seeing this, Ye Feng knew he couldn't wait any longer. He exerted all his strength, trying to break free of the restraints.

"Don't move!" the man roared, kicking Ye Feng in the chest.

Ye Feng felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, and the intense pain almost made him lose consciousness.

In the chaos, Ye Feng was dragged along, and he saw that Yang Yunqing was also being restrained.

He tried to see his surroundings, only to find himself thrown into a wrecked car.

Yang Yunqing was also pushed in.

The car doors were locked. Ye Feng struggled to open them, but found it was no use.

The vehicle began to move, slowly advancing along a conveyor belt.

At the end of the conveyor belt was a huge machine.

It was a car shredder. Sharp blades were spinning, emitting a piercing roar.

As the shredder drew ever closer, Yang Yunqing, pale-faced, asked desperately, "Ye Feng, are we... going to die?"

Ye Feng looked at her, his eyes showing no fear. "No."

The car shredder drew closer, its blades reflecting a chilling light.