Wang Guo explained the general situation to Ming Zhi Tian. Ming Zhi Tian nodded understandingly, but Wei An Zhen grew more anxious. "What are you two still chatting about? My brother's life is on the line by the minute! The kidnappers only demanded that I prepare five hundred million within half an hour and reach the designated location!"
Ming Zhi Tian shook his head helplessly. "Silly girl, do you think giving the money to the kidnappers will ensure his release? I believe they'll simply kill him and leave no witnesses."
Wei An Zhen was adamant. "I don't care, I just need five hundred million. Are you going to help me or not?"
Kuang Lang volunteered, "Let me go."
Seeing Ming Zhi Tian nod, Wang Guo comforted Wei An Zhen, pulling her into his embrace. "Zhen Zhen, what are you saying? Your brother is my brother. As your fiancé, how could I stand by and do nothing when your brother is in trouble? Rest assured, with Kuang Lang and Brother Zhi Tian here, brother will be saved."
Wei An Zhen blinked her tear-filled eyes. "But they only want me to go alone."
Ming Zhi Tian looked at Kuang Lang. "Isn't that simple?"
...
Half an hour later, the backpack was stuffed with newspapers. Wei An Zhen, with her decent acting skills, feigned a heavy burden and walked step by step into the abandoned ironworks.
Wei An Zhen arrived alone, but as soon as she entered the ruins, the main gate slammed shut.
Two scruffy thugs stood by the gate. A man with black tape over his mouth was tied to a stone pillar, with two guards beside him. Including the scarred man sitting in a recliner with a large saber, there were a total of five people.
The scarred man said, "Do you have the money?"
Wei An Zhen nodded, took off the backpack, and gently placed it on the ground.
The scarred man gestured to a thug beside him. "You, go get the money."
Wei An Zhen quickly refused, "You let my brother go first."
The scarred man grinned. "Here, you have no right to negotiate with me. I want you, the money, and your brother's life."
Wei An Zhen couldn't believe they were indeed the scoundrels Ming Zhi Tian had described, ready to kill after getting the money. "You... you..." httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
Seeing Wei An Zhen flustered, they burst into laughter. "Hahahaha..."
A thug shoved Wei An Zhen aside, then crouched down and unzipped the backpack. He froze.
The scarred man tilted his head, looking over with confusion. "What is it?"
The thug grabbed a handful of newspapers and showed them to the scarred man. "It's... it's all these!"
"What?! Damn it! You dare to play me?!" The scarred man was furious.
But in the next moment, a figure suddenly appeared before the thug, who was then kicked flying!
Hundreds of newspapers filled most of the space, scattering in the air. The thug crashed into another thug, and both fell to the ground.
The scarred man drew his pistol, but was hit by the backpack kicked by Kuang Lang. His pistol fell to the ground, and he himself smashed through the recliner.
Seeing that the newcomer was no ordinary person, the scarred man, having some knowledge of the martial world, immediately turned to flee. "Retreat, quick retreat!"
At this moment, Wei An Zhen tore off the black tape from Wei An Yang's mouth and was helping to untie him.
"Trying to escape? Can you escape?" Ming Zhi Tian appeared, blocking the path of the five kidnappers.
Wei An Yang recognized Ming Tian Wang and was shocked. "Ming Tian Wang?!"
The kidnappers were terrified. "Wh-what?! What?! He's Ming Tian Wang?!"
The five men fell to their knees, no longer daring to flee, and quickly begged for mercy. "Ming Tian Wang, please spare our lives. Spare us. We were forced by circumstances, we have families to feed, we had no choice..."
Ming Zhi Tian's eyes were half-closed. "You recognize me?"
The scarred man quickly kowtowed. "Ming Tian Wang is a world-famous figure, everyone knows him. Please, show us mercy, give us a chance to be good people again. I, Scarface, swear I will never do such things again. I want to be a good person!"
Ming Zhi Tian smiled slightly. "Alright, I'll give you a chance. Sever one of your arms and leave."