These people, how could they catch him...!
His father is Ruan Zhenghua, the richest man in Hong Kong. With money, you can make the devil push the millstone, let alone abduction, even murder doesn’t matter. That Qinghai Captain, no matter what, is still just a broken captain from Qinghai.
So what if he’s from Beijing, but this isn’t his turf, it’s the world of the rich.
He watched the TV screen, tilting his head back and draining the red wine in his glass in one gulp.
And at this mont, a car sped towards the area, eventually stopping at this suburban villa.
The commotion instantly alerted the people inside the villa, and soon two ard n ca out. But upon seeing who had arrived, they all froze for a mont.
A woman in jeans and a white shirt appeared, her long hair flowing, her face cold.
At that mont, she was exuding an indescribable chill.
Anyone could see that she might be up to no good, but as she walked toward the villa, not a single person dared to stop her. Instead, they all put away their guns and quickly made way for her.
She pushed the door open and walked right in, to see the relaxed Jin Fan inside.
Jin Fan started, thinking soone had breached the defenses, but upon seeing who it was, he let out a slight sigh of relief and then said, "Sister, it’s just you, you scared to death."
The person was none other than Ruan Yiyi.
As soon as she entered, she fixed her gaze on the person on the couch and asked directly, "Aren’t you going to run? They’ll search this place very soon, if you don’t run now it’ll be too late."
Upon hearing this, he instinctively wanted to say sothing, but the words got stuck in his throat, and he changed them to:
"Sis, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Why would I run?"
He withdrew his gaze, continuing to stare at the TV, though his focus seed to drift.
Ruan Yiyi narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at him for a few seconds: "Are you sure you don’t know? And, didn’t I tell you before, you can toy with that man as you like, but you can’t touch Wen Xian!?"
Hearing this, Jin Fan couldn’t help scratching the short hair on the back of his head and chuckled lightly:
"Of course, I know, that’s why I wouldn’t touch her. What’s up sis, are you going to pin soone else’s mistake on ?"
Apart from the police’s wanted notice, she had no other proof.
So how could he admit to anything.
And after she said this, unexpectedly, Ruan Yiyi did not argue, instead she just said, "If that’s the case, then I’ll just leave now."
However, as she was leaving, she surreptitiously stuck a small black object behind the couch where he was seated.
Jin Fan didn’t notice much, and when she had left, he couldn’t help but chuckle softly.
Outside, Ruan Yiyi, with an earphone plugged into her ear, listened to the faint laughter and talking inside:
"What simpletons, so easy to fool. What does it matter if I’m the one who tied them up? What’s there for two won to talk about, freak."
He muttered under his breath, full of sarcasm.
And hearing this, Ruan Yiyi: "..."
She looked up at the sky outside, took a deep breath, and the next second, she walked over to one of her subordinates, took the gun directly, and walked back inside.
Jin Fan sensed the commotion and turned his head again.
As he looked up, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Hey, sis, why are you back—" before he could finish speaking, two gunshots suddenly rang out inside the villa.
"Ah—!"
The girl beside Jin Fan scread in fright and bolted away.
And Jin Fan himself felt his blood freeze in an instant.
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