What's the purpose of kidnapping Xiao Junhe
She doesn't know yet.
But she must find Jun He as soon as possible. The child's condition has just improved a little, and if he is frightened, it will be very bad for his health.
Wen Qiao slammed the table angrily. No matter who it was this time, she would never let him go!
Wen Qiao tracked the two cars simultaneously, and finally asked Fu Nanli to send someone to one place, while she took a few people to another location.
Fu Nanli brought a few bodyguards with her.
In the dim night, in an abandoned industrial factory in the suburbs, Xiao Junhe gradually woke up and saw that the surroundings were unfamiliar. He was so scared that he got up and ran to the door.
Suddenly someone kicked him from behind, and he fell weakly to the ground. The light of the incandescent lamp was flickering, and there was a faint smell of mold in the dilapidated factory. A man wearing a baseball cap and a mask approached step by step.
Xiao Junhe was so scared that she started crying: "Sister Qiao, save me, save me."
Bang, a slap came down, Jun He felt a buzzing in his ears, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth.
The man kicked him in the chest again: "Why save me? Little thing, no one will come to save you. It's your sister Qiao who has offended someone she shouldn't have offended, so others will use you as a scapegoat to retaliate against her, do you understand?"
How could Xiao Junhe withstand such a beating from the man? After a few hits, he was knocked unconscious again and lay on the ground with a bruised face and nose.
With a splash, a bucket of cold water was poured on Xiao Junhe, and Junhe woke up again. After waking up, he found in despair that he was still in the same place. He was so scared that he dared not scream, but only murmured, "Sister Qiao, where are you, where are you?"
Wen Qiao sat in the car, staring at the green dot on his phone screen, which was getting closer and closer to him.
The abandoned factory building could be seen from a distance. Wen Qiao asked Qin Bei to stop the car. She was worried that the sound of the car engine would alert the enemy, so they got out of the car when they were still two hundred meters away.
Wen Qiao held a Swiss Army knife in his hand and walked forward with a fierce look on his face. Fu Nanli and several of his bodyguards followed him all the way.
The street lamps were dim. The factories here were being restructured, so many of the old factories were abandoned. In the night, with the occasional cries of birds, the whole place was dead and chilling.
Suddenly, in the silent night, a sobbing voice was heard: "Don't hit me, uncle, don't hit me."
Wen Qiao's heart was gripped by a knot. It was Jun He's voice.
Fu Nanli pulled her and said, "Be careful."
There were two big men smoking guarding the factory door. Suddenly, a surging force rushed over at lightning speed. They didn't even have time to react before they were knocked to the ground by the huge force.
Wen Qiao stepped on his shoulder blade, almost crushing his bones.
A knife was pressed against his neck: "If you dare to scream, I will kill you immediately!"
Even though the man was about to faint from the pain, he didn't dare to utter a word. He just trembled with fear as he looked at the ghostly woman.
Wen Qiao said coldly: "Qin Bei, Song An, you restrain these two people, and the others follow me."
Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows. He actually used to think that his Qiao'er was a little spoiled child.
When this little girl gets fierce, it makes him even more unable to stop.
Wen Qiao walked up the iron stairs and was stopped by Fu Nanli, who signaled her to let the bodyguards go first.
From inside the tightly closed door, one could hear Jun He's intermittent pleas and the sounds of heavy banging.
(End of this chapter)