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The light in Fu Huayong's eyes quickly condensed into a blade that could hurt people, Han Chen could not help but take a step back, he looked at Han Chen and continued: "Immediately increase the number of inspections at the various crossroads, as long as you are able to use it, all of you can go right now."

B City was a place with crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Without one's own power, how could it make other people who were jealous? And this kind of power was not to be seen in public. It was used to carry out secret missions.

Fu Huayong rested in the hospital for an hour, then immediately left the hospital. For no other reason but that he couldn't let go, on the way, Fu Huayong had been assaulted by the dizziness multiple times, but fortunately, he was able to endure it all.

The alarm clock pointed to 6.46 pm, after seven to eight hours of intense searching, they had only found the 4 abandoned cars. It seemed that the other party had already thought that Fu Huayong would check the surveillance, so he had hidden all the cars he had bought.

The air around Fu Huayong became colder and colder, causing everyone to tremble in fear, afraid that they would be exposed.

The atmosphere was so heavy that even the onlookers would criticize him until a bell rang. Fu Huayong frowned, and immediately picked up the caller ID: "What's going on?"

Han Chen's tone was filled with excitement, "I found a concrete house, and after some investigation, I found that Ning Jin might be locked up there."

Fu Huayong held onto the phone with his fingertips, "Where?" Upon hearing that, his voice trembled, "Buy the abandoned factory at the end of the Northern Tomb. When are you coming over?"

Fu Huayong directly said without even thinking: "We'll leave immediately." No one had ever seen Fu Huayong like this before, and at the same time, they were sweating because of the Ning Jin who had gone missing.

With that, Fu Huayong's heart beat faster and faster. This feeling was too strange for Fu Huayong.

After hearing his words, Han Chen ignored the mud on the ground and stepped on it with his shiny leather shoes. Han Chen then asked Fu Huayong, "Where is he?" Fu Huayong immediately asked before he could even open his mouth. The expression on his face made Han Chen absent-minded.

Then, he replied, "He shouldn't be in the factory. He's about 500 meters ahead of us. There's a living quarters there. He might be in there." Fu Huayong frowned, if it was you, would you hide the person there?

Han Chen was dumbstruck by the question. What did it mean?

But after some careful thought, he seemed to have thought of something.

Although the factory was abandoned, there were still many people in B City who knew that intelligent people would not choose this place. However, the monitoring system would not lie. Could it be that...

Han Chen realised immediately, and called him, but after a while, he turned to Fu Huayong and said, "The signal from the back of the staff room is bad, so the person in charge of the factory got his own signal station, because the equipment inside the signal station is very valuable, to prevent theft, only the higher ups of the factory know of this, so he might be there."

After Fu Huayong heard this, he immediately rushed over.

When he saw the irregular rubbing marks on the door, he knew that someone must have come here, and the fact that there was no dried water on the ground was proof of the person's footprints. When Fu Huayong walked in, the water on the ground turned slightly red.

Before he had fainted, Ning Jin's forehead had been bleeding non-stop.

His heart felt like it was being torn apart. How was she now, was everything all right?

Without much time to think, a voice immediately came from behind him, "Old Fu, quick, there is a yellow dirt road there with wheel prints on it." Han Chen gasped for breath as he spoke. Pointing a finger in the direction of the yellow mud path, a gust of wind blew past his ear as Fu Huayong rushed over.

"Little beauty, to be honest, I really don't call you a beauty like you. Compared to the woman I slept with before, she's just trash. Since she's not a virgin, why not sell her body to let me feel refreshed?"

The rough male pressed on, stepping out of the hiding spot. Pants, he was completely clean. Wasn't he cold?

Ning Jin's expression was cold. Compared to the underground room in the He Family, her current condition was much higher. At least, she could freely move around in this room.

However, she did not know what had happened to the man's hand. Ning Jin looked at rough male's body and his clear muscles told her that this man was not an embroidered pillow.

And now she was at a disadvantage when compared to him.

This was because she was feeling feverish, and she had no strength left in her body. It was good to hear dizziness from time to time, she might be suffering from an inflammation of the mouth or a fever.

The dispirited look that Ning Jin had made rough male feel extremely happy. This was the meat that was sent to his doorstep, he might have to finish it all.

But just as he was about to pounce on Ning Jin, Ning Jin suddenly fainted, and rolled on the ground a few times, covered in dust.

No, what's going on?

rough male was a little confused.

He carefully sized up the girl and shouted, "Beautiful! Beautiful!"

No response came out after a few shouts. rough male clenched his teeth.

Ning Jin had his back facing rough male, so she was able to struggle to keep his eyes open. This was because this was the only way she could keep himself awake, otherwise, she would not be able to hold on.

It was impossible for him to forcefully resist the rough mine guy, so he could only use wits.

Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer behind her, Ning Jin's heartbeat grew more and more intense. Right now, she was betting everything on one throw, if not on success, she would die for sure.

Thinking of this, Ning Jin decided to increase his resolve.

The glass shard she was holding in her hand was about to cut into her palm. She had picked up this glass shard from the car and hoped to succeed.

Before even touching it, Ning Jin had already vomited out a mouthful of blood. But she had to endure it, otherwise, all of his previous efforts would have been for naught.

She was waiting for an opportunity, a time to strike and kill.

The man's hand moved from her shoulder all the way to her collarbone, then to her cheek, and finally to her lips. Ning Jin could not open her eyes, so she did not know the distance between her and the rough mine.

She fell down from the bed, betting whether Cu Guangnan would pick her up from the ground. If he would, then …

The Goddess of Luck seemed to be standing by Ning Jin's side, but after a while, the assistant on her face pulled away, and his body rose from the ground. When she felt something touching his waist, he suddenly raised the hand that was holding onto the glass piece tightly, and with a prick, a warm liquid sprayed onto Ning Jin's face.

There was also the smell of blood.