Reborn in the Hong Kong entertainment industry in the 1980s

Xie Zhiheng vehemently denied it: "Brother, boss, you've mistaken me for someone else. My surname isn't Xie."

"If you're not going to thank me, what's your last name?"

"My surname is Pan."

The bald man grinned, his fleshy face jiggling. "Hahaha, why don't you say your surname is Li or Zhang? Young Master Xie, we've been watching you for a long time. If you hadn't gone to Europe, we would have become your friends long ago."

Xie Zhiheng felt a chill in his heart; it was clear that these people had been watching him for more than just a day or two.

Hu Xiaoxiao had seen guns on TV more than once, but this was the first time she had ever seen such a weapon in real life. The cold muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at her, and a sense of danger filled her heart.

She reached out and grabbed a bottle of drink next to her. She then saw other vans with fierce-looking thugs getting out, all holding guns and pointing them at her and Xie Zhiheng.

Hu Xiaoxiao frowned slightly and clenched her fists tighter.

Xie Zhiheng noticed Hu Xiaoxiao's actions and quickly stopped her, whispering, "They have guns and kill without blinking an eye. Don't provoke them."

Although he was very scared, he still comforted Hu Xiaoxiao, saying, "Don't be afraid. They're after your money. They won't do anything to us until they get it."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure...."

Surrounded by armed bandits, Xie Zhiheng had no choice but to get out of the car. "I'll go with you, just don't shoot. Also, the person you're looking for is me, it has nothing to do with anyone else. Let her go, it's none of her business. She has no money, so kidnapping her won't do you any good."

"Hey! Miss Hong Kong!" The bald man recognized Hu Xiaoxiao, looked her up and down, and whistled, "Miss Hu, are you not getting out of the car because you want me to carry you down?"

Xie Zhiheng saw that the bandits were not even letting Hu Xiaoxiao go, and he was so anxious that he tried to rush forward, but a tall bandit punched him in the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground in pain.

Hu Xiaoxiao opened the car door, her high heels clicking on the ground as she slowly stepped out. Facing several gun barrels, she said, "Didn't you want to leave? Then let's go."

She walked up to Xie Zhiheng, helped him up, and automatically picked out the newest, biggest, and most suitable car.

This move surprised the bandits for a moment, but they were professionals and quickly recovered.

Four kidnappers got into the car, tied Hu Xiaoxiao and Xie Zhiheng's hands behind their backs with duct tape, gagged them, and pulled the black cloth over the car windows. Then the three cars split into three groups and left to avoid being spotted by the police.

After driving for more than an hour, they arrived at an abandoned dock and locked the hostages in a tin shack. The two kidnappers guarding them were a bald man and a more sinister-looking one with shoulder-length hair, a half-shaved beard, and a treacherous and malicious gaze.

One of the kidnappers took a mobile phone outside to make a call, contacting the other two kidnappers, and then called the Xie family.

"...Mr. Xie, we're a bit short on cash. We'll give you exactly 3 million. If you're quick, we'll be quick too. But if you drag your feet, we can't guarantee that your only son won't be missing something every hour."

The thug carrying the cell phone walked into the tin shack, tore off the tape covering Xie Zhiheng's mouth, kicked him, and put the cell phone near his mouth.

Xie Zhiheng thought for a moment, then said to his father on the other side of his elder brother's arm, "Dad, just pretend you never had a son like me. From now on, the responsibility of taking care of you in your old age will be left to my seven older sisters. I..."

The thug kicked Xie Zhiheng again, took the mobile phone and walked out. After threatening Xie Lisheng a few times, he turned off the phone.

"Baldy, you two keep an eye on them. Ah Zhong and I will go check the boat. If they dare to escape, don't be polite, just shoot them dead."

“No problem, leave it to us. Even if we hadn’t tied them up, they wouldn’t be able to escape from my hands,” the bald man said.

Inside the tin shack, Xie Zhiheng listened to their conversation outside, then quietly moved over to Hu Xiaoxiao's side. His eyes were red and he whispered, "Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I've dragged you into this."

The tape over Hu Xiaoxiao's mouth had been torn off at some point. "Maybe they'll release him once your daddy pays the ransom."

“No, even if my dad raises the money, they won’t let me go.” Xie Zhiheng’s eyes were filled with fear and despair. “Didn’t you hear them say they have a ship? When they get the ransom, they’ll beat me to death and throw me into the sea.”

"Are they really that untrustworthy?"

"They might say that to others, but not necessarily to me. My dad used to be very ruthless and offended a lot of people."

"Then why are you still so arrogant?"

"You think they'll let me off the hook if I don't act arrogantly?" Xie Zhiheng said in a low voice, "I used to have bodyguards when I went out, but lately my dad has been too strict, and I find it annoying. Plus, my dad's biggest enemy was killed by people from Taiwan. It's no use talking about this now. Even if I had bodyguards, it would only mean a few more deaths. They have guns, and they outnumber us..."

As Xie Zhiheng spoke, tears streamed down his face. "Wait a moment, when they're not paying attention, I'll try to distract them and lead them away. You find a chance to escape. If you escape, remember to burn some incense and money for me every Qingming Festival. I'm used to enjoying life, and I won't be used to not having money after I die. Cars, houses, beautiful women, and designer watches—remember to burn some for me too."

Hu Xiaoxiao was speechless for a moment, then said, "How about I lead them away and you run?"

Xie Zhiheng shook his head and said, "Their target is me. I can't escape. On the contrary, you are implicated because of me. If you run far away, they don't have enough manpower right now, so they might not chase after you... I'm sorry, Xiaoxiao, I'm the one who hurt you."

Xie Zhiheng became more and more upset as he spoke, and he started sobbing, his face covered in tears and snot. Hu Xiaoxiao looked at him with disgust, "Stop crying, you look ugly when you cry."

"I'm about to die, a really horrible death, and you won't even let me cry." Xie Zhiheng was even more heartbroken.

Hearing this, the two thugs outside came in. When they saw Xie Zhiheng leaning against Hu Xiaoxiao, crying his eyes out, the bald man laughed first: "What a pair of star-crossed lovers."

Hu Xiaoxiao looked up and met a pair of sinister eyes that seemed to coil around her like a venomous snake, making her extremely uncomfortable.

The sinister-looking man squatted down in front of Hu Xiaoxiao, blatantly appraising her figure, and reached out his finger to touch her face.

Hu Xiaoxiao leaned back to dodge, her gaze falling on the guns on the two kidnappers, her eyes narrowing slightly.

Their guns were not in their hands, but tucked into their waistbands.

Seeing that Hu Xiaoxiao dared to dodge, the sinister man's eyes flashed with brutality, and he swung his hand to slap Hu Xiaoxiao.

Unexpectedly, Hu Xiaoxiao was faster, slapping him so hard he fell to the ground, the pistol at his waist flying out of his hand.