After leaving the Central Hospital, Jiang Feng was still somewhat anxious because even if he returned to the scene now, he wouldn't know where Nangong Qingcheng and Chu Feifei had been taken—there was nowhere to look for them!
Left with no choice, he was about to take out his phone to seek help from Situ Yan when suddenly, the phone rang just in time, showing an incoming call from Zhang Qinyao!
After the Hongyue Building incident, Jiang Feng had saved Zhang Qinyao's number and immediately answered the call.
"Hello, is this Jiang Feng? I... I am Zhang Qinyao!" On the other end, Zhang Qinyao's voice was subdued and tense, speaking in a low, trembling tone amid the storm.
"I know, where are you?" Jiang Feng asked promptly.
"I... I just got out of the taxi. Just now, our school bus was hit by someone, and then Fei'er and Qingcheng were taken away. When I woke up, I saw the scene and quietly followed behind..." Zhang Qinyao's breathing grew increasingly rapid, and her footsteps were a bit heavy, all of which highlighted her inner fear and unease.
Jiang Feng was taken aback upon hearing this; he hadn't expected Zhang Qinyao to actually follow them!
"What's your specific location?"
"I'm currently at a large pier by the sea, surrounded by containers. The two people who took Fei'er and Qingcheng are heading up the mountain, I..." Before Zhang Qinyao could finish speaking, she suddenly let out a muffled cry, as if struck on the back of the head, then fell silent.
"Hello?" Jiang Feng immediately frowned, a cold, murderous intent surging through him. He knew Zhang Qinyao must have been discovered and attacked!
"Pier, containers?" Jiang Feng finally had a clue. Without another word, he drove Bai Zhiqing's Audi and quickly rushed to the seaside.
...
Rongsheng Haoting, inside Mr. Scar's villa.
Mr. Scar, wearing only silky shorts, stretched his arms leisurely, letting the obedient female college student dress him.
He tilted his head, holding a recently answered phone between his ear and shoulder, and asked with a cold smile, "Chu Renxiong, why are you calling me? I never expected to hear your voice in this lifetime!"
On the other end was Chu Renxiong, suppressing his rage. He spoke coldly, "Mr. Scar, don't play innocent. Something happened to my daughter in North City—do you dare say it wasn't you?"
"What a joke! You have so many enemies; why assume it's me? Why, you sound pretty anxious—finally experiencing the fear of losing someone important?" Mr. Scar sneered coldly.
"Still not admitting? Besides you, who else in North City would dare touch my daughter?" Chu Renxiong fumed, swearing in anger.
"Chu Renxiong, accusations require evidence. Don't wrongfully accuse me without it. Also, let me remind you, North City doesn't welcome you. It's best you stay huddled in South City; otherwise, if some accident occurs, who knows what might happen." Mr. Scar retorted mockingly.
"Mr. Scar, remember this: if a single hair on my daughter's head is harmed, I'll make sure you have no place to rest in peace. This is a promise from Chu Renxiong!" Chu Renxiong declared and hung up!
Now he was utterly convinced that his daughter had been taken by Mr. Scar. Otherwise, Mr. Scar wouldn't be gloating.
Although leaving South City was like a tiger descending into a swamp to fight a crocodile in North City, Chu Renxiong was ready to risk it all. With five formidable generals and a powerful convoy of sixty elite personnel, they set out for North City. Even facing Mr. Scar head-on wouldn't render them powerless!
...
"Damn Chu Renxiong! Still daring to threaten me in the face of death—a deserved end!"
Mr. Scar put down the phone, chuckling coldly, then waved the female college student away, asking Ah Bin by his side, "How are the preparations?"
"Everything's ready. The two girls snatched from the school bus have been taken to the pier and haven't woken up yet," Ah Bin reported.
"Is that Han Family wastrel in position?" Mr. Scar asked again.
"Yes, he specifically asked for one of the girls and brought some people, saying he wants to take turns with her. As for Chu Feifei, he doesn't want her," Ah Bin replied.
"Even if he wants her, he has to be able to manage!" Mr. Scar said coldly, "Tell him not to overdo it; if he screws up as before, I won't spare him! Also, separate the two girls and send Chu Feifei where she needs to be. Proceed as planned."
"Yes!" Ah Bin nodded, smiling as he approached Mr. Scar, "Big brother, this time Chu Renxiong is really desperate, wanting to fight us. Unfortunately, he doesn't know he's already on a one-way street!"
"Ah, there's no greater tragedy in the world than being betrayed by your own, your backyard on fire! Even Chu Renxiong can be considered a character. Let's go witness the downfall of this formidable figure!" Mr. Scar laughed mockingly, striding out.
...
North City Pier, inside a section of an abandoned container warehouse by the sea.
A giant sponge mattress lay in the center, and Nangong Qingcheng, with both hands and feet bound, was carried in and tossed directly beside it.
With a "bang!" the violent pain forced Nangong Qingcheng awake.
Awakening groggily, her first sensation was that her entire skeleton felt like it was about to fall apart. Every joint ached unbearably, a consequence of both the recent impact and the aftermath of being hit by the truck. At that moment, she and Chu Feifei had been sitting in the center of the side compartment that got hit. It was sheer luck they weren't dead.
Shaking her head hard, Nangong Qingcheng opened her eyes in a daze and found herself in a massive warehouse.
The light here was very dim, with only one large incandescent lamp overhead. Arrayed around the far reaches were immense containers. She found herself lying in an open space in the warehouse's center, surrounded by a group of menacing men and several young people incessantly sneering coldly.
"Where is this?" Nangong Qingcheng's mind was foggy, unable to recall what had happened. In fact, she had blanked out from the moment of the collision.
"This is where you're about to be raped to death!" As a mocking voice rang out, Nangong Qingcheng jerked her head up, seeing a familiar figure appear before her.
"It's... it's you?" Nangong Qingcheng's pupils slowly focused, finally recognizing Han Lengxuan's face.
"That's right! It's me, surprised?" Han Lengxuan sneered triumphantly, "You thought the measly operations department could deal with me? I've got money, and money can solve everything!"
Nangong Qingcheng felt a shiver down her spine. Han Lengxuan, bringing her here, harbored no good intentions. She glanced around nervously and asked with an icy tone, "What do you want?"
"Want? Nangong Qingcheng, aren't you good at feigning purity? A girl from a third-rate family like you dared look down on me, one of South City's top young masters—who gave you the gall?"
Han Lengxuan finally had a chance to vent his long-stewing rage, grinning viciously, "Today, I'll make you understand that any woman I desire will eventually become mine. I'm going to make you beg for mercy and completely submit to me!"