"What exactly do you want? Just say it."
Jiang Xiaoxiao sensed sothing was amiss; everything Brother Yong did was interconnected, yet the motive behind each action was unclear.
That was the strangest part—could it truly be just for her?
If it was about money, it should have been ntioned in the letter. There were no demands for ransom nor any other requests—just her presence was required.
Brother Yong laughed, "It’s simple. I want your life."
As soon as he spoke, Jiang Xiaoxiao chuckled.
"Do we have a grudge against each other?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao relaxed instead; it was more or less as she had expected. The purpose was clear—it was aid directly at her.
Brother Yong also laughed. If not for their opposing stances, he had quite an admiration for this woman before him.
So young, and yet facing him—a man as ruthless as he was—without a hint of fear.
Being able to converse so calmly and steadily with him, it appeared that the woman Fang Xiaohui was wary of was indeed extraordinary.
Previously, he hadn’t paid attention to Jiang Xiaoxiao; the only reason he knew about her was because she was Song Moting’s wife.
Song Moting had caused him to lose an eye, and he rembered it vividly—the fear etched into his heart.
Now he realizes Song Moting is quite capable, having such an exceptional wife.
As the old saying goes, the jackal matches the leopard!
"Speaking of grudges, does your man blinding one of my eyes count?"
Brother Yong would never tell the truth.
Jiang Xiaoxiao stood at a distance of more than ten paces. If he rushed over, she’d turn and escape, and he wasn’t fully confident in catching her.
Brother Yong wasn’t a fool; Song Moting wasn’t soone who would sit back and do nothing.
He wouldn’t really let his wife co alone to risk danger; only a fool would do that.
"But you took my grandfather’s life."
Jiang Xiaoxiao remained unmoved, though she hadn’t expected Brother Yong’s eye had to do with Song Moting.
"Enough with the nonsense. Do you want your father’s life or not?"
Brother Yong didn’t intend to stick to that topic.
"How can you prove my father is in your hands? And how can you prove he’s still alive?"
Jiang Xiaoxiao asked.
She hadn’t seen Jiang Lao Shi.
"I know your man is surely hiding sowhere, just waiting for to reveal where your father is, so they can swoop in and take us all."
"Do you think I’d be reckless enough to co here alone without preparation?"
As fast as lightning!
In that very mont, as Brother Yong uttered those words, he lunged forward.
Jiang Xiaoxiao was already on high alert, but there was nothing she could do.
In this life and her past life combined, she wasn’t soone agile, and when it ca to physical strength, she’d definitely lose.
And she’d lose completely.
Of course, the more important reason was that Jiang Xiaoxiao wasn’t prepared to escape. Even if she did, Brother Yong still had her father.
It was a lose-lose situation. She was serving as bait, and only when she was in Brother Yong’s hands would he let her see her father.
Brother Yong seized Jiang Xiaoxiao, and Song Moting tightened his fist in the darkness.
That damned Brother Yong.
Brother Yong laughed heartily, "Song Moting, at this point, you’re still not showing yourself. Your wife is already in my hands. Are you a man or not? Shouldn’t you co out now? Don’t think I can’t see through your trickery; your wife deliberately got caught by to make hand over your father-in-law?"
Song Moting felt a chill in his heart; this man seed a bit unhinged.
The developnt of this situation seed unexpected for everyone involved. He knew Jiang Xiaoxiao wouldn’t die.
Jiang Xiaoxiao had things that would prevent her from dying.
But what exactly was Brother Yong trying to do? They couldn’t figure it out.
"Song Moting, whether you’re here or not, I’m clearly telling you, can you see what I have strapped to my waist under my clothes? These are detonators. This whole row of explosives could send and your wife to the skies.
No matter whether you’re here or not, listen closely. Don’t make any rash moves, or your wife’s fate will be dire. I’m a wanted criminal, and my life isn’t worth much.
But with your beautiful wife and your unseen father-in-law attached, should anything happen to , having them as company in death would satisfy ."
Brother Yong swiftly tied Jiang Xiaoxiao’s arms.
Jiang Xiaoxiao felt sowhat at ease; the fact that he didn’t kill her imdiately ant there was still a chance.
"Song Moting, I didn’t expect you’d be a coward. With your wife being captured right before your eyes, you can still hold back and not step forward. I admire such n, not caring that much about your wife."
A punch struck Jiang Xiaoxiao’s abdon.
Jiang Xiaoxiao coughed out in pain.
"Cough, cough!"
Song Moting’s eyes were filled with a red haze.
Brother Yong must die.
"Hurts, doesn’t it? See how you’re nothing in your man’s eyes. Even now, your man hasn’t co out to save you. Tsk, tsk, I almost pity you. But don’t worry, I’ll leave you with a corpse."
Brother Yong dragged Jiang Xiaoxiao away, bumping along.
Jiang Xiaoxiao tried hard to see everything around her, but it was too dark, and here in the maze of tunnels, she had no idea where Brother Yong was leading her or where they were headed.
She was pushed to the ground, and then she noticed the lights ca on.
Sohow, they were in an abandoned chemical factory.
Jiang Xiaoxiao’s mind raced; she knew the surrounding terrain well. The maps of the area around the tunnels had been studied thoroughly by Song Moting and the others.
There was no ntion nearby of an abandoned chemical factory.
At least, it wasn’t marked on the map, aning this factory appeared after the maps were made.
That’s why it wasn’t marked on them.
Scanning her surroundings, she imdiately noticed Jiang Lao Shi bound tightly.
Jiang Xiaoxiao rushed over, but bound tightly herself she couldn’t lift Jiang Lao Shi, though fortunately her mouth wasn’t gagged.
"Dad, Dad!"
Jiang Lao Shi had no idea how long he’d been here; he only knew the man threw him here.
After smoking a cigarette, he disappeared silently, and Jiang Lao Shi lay on the ground, dazed, not knowing what this man was planning.
After an indeterminate amount of ti, suddenly he heard movent, footsteps.
These weren’t the sounds of one person, this chaotic noise ant others appeared, and he was guessing what this man was going to do.
Then he heard the familiar voice of his daughter.
Jiang Lao Shi panicked, frantically struggling, trying to break free, desperately wanting to tell his daughter to run.
But unfortunately, he could not.
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