Kang Cheng curled his lips, "I want you to voluntarily withdraw from the collaboration with the 301 Hospital."
Qin Du sneered, "Do you think that if I withdraw, they’ll choose you?"
"That’s not sothing you need to concern yourself with. Just tell if you agree or not. Otherwise, I can’t assure that the pretty little lady won’t co to harm..."
Qin Du took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "I agree, I will withdraw from the collaboration with the 301 Hospital."
Applause "pa pa pa" rang out, Kang Cheng stood up and laughed, "What a love-struck fool, giving up such a good opportunity for a woman. Should I call you stupid, or just stupid?"
"I’ve already agreed, can you let her go?" Qin Du said coldly.
"I want to hear you personally tell them, or how do I know if you’re agreeing begrudgingly?" Kang Cheng said with a smile.
Qin Du gritted his teeth, took out his phone...
At that mont, by the rear wall, Ning Zihuan took off his jacket and threw it to Jing He, twisting his neck.
Jing He said, "Third Young Master, let go instead."
"Get out of my way," Ning Zihuan kicked him, took a running start, and agilely climbed up the pipe, moving through the darkness like a swift leopard, reaching the second floor, opening the window, and flipping inside.
Ning Zihuan searched every room but found no one. He saw that car drive in, so why wasn’t it here?
Upon hearing voices downstairs, Ning Zihuan lay at the top of the stairwell and peeked down.
Qin Du?
He knew well every man that had appeared beside Yun Ya, gritting his teeth with hatred, Yun Ya was suffering this calamity because of him, wasn’t she?
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps broke out, chaotic yet strangely unsettling.
Then, a group of people rushed in first, Kang Cheng was startled, pointing at them and cursing, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Two bodyguards were thrown at his feet, and he saw blood oozing out from them from ti to ti, staining the floor red, causing him to shrink his neck in fear.
"Who... who are you people? This is a private residence intrusion, I’m going to call the police..." He said as he reached for his phone to dial 110, but suddenly a kick sent his phone flying, and the force knocked him to the ground.
A tall, thin man slowly retracted his leg, curled his lips in sarcasm and disdain, then stepped aside, his gaze shifted to the direction of the door.
The sound of footsteps "da da da" was gentle, yet seed to hamr the heart, making one involuntarily nervous.
Imdiately afterward, a tall figure slowly walked over, the man’s handso and gentle appearance was marred by the cold layer between his brows, as if he was strolling in frost and snow, as chilling as walking into an ice cellar.
The man stopped in front of Kang Cheng, looking down at him, with just one glance Kang Cheng felt as though his throat was being gripped, he looked at the man before him in terror, seeing his own current pathetic state reflected in those clear, ink-like eyes.
"Where is she?" The man’s voice, like his deanor, was cold as frost.
"Who...?" Kang Cheng gulped.
The man frowned, showing extre impatience, the tall, thin man walked over, directly pulled out a knife and sliced off Kang Cheng’s little finger, "If you don’t tell the truth, the next cut will be your head."
The next mont, Kang Cheng’s pig-like shrieks echoed.
Ning Zihuan rolled his eyes, once again Pei Qinghan, why is he always everywhere, like a lingering spirit.
Pei Qinghan’s gaze fell over, Ning Zihuan shrugged, "Long ti no see."
"What are you doing here?" Pei Qinghan asked coldly.
"If you can co, why can’t I?"
Speaking, he took out a knife and walked over, directly pressing it against Kang Cheng’s neck, "Why waste so many words on him, just slit his throat instead."
"I’ll tell you everything, I beg you not to kill ..." Kang Cheng regretted bitterly, if he’d known that woman would invite these death bringers, he wouldn’t have provoked her for anything.
Ning Zihuan raised his brow, his mouth pulling into a cold smile, "Speak quickly."
Blood oozed from the blade, Kang Cheng didn’t dare move at all, fearing it might slit his throat, "She’s... she’s in the basent."
No wonder he couldn’t find her, turns out she was in the basent, the knife moved an inch closer, "Where’s the basent entrance?"
Kang Cheng was scared out of his wits, pointed towards the kitchen, "In... in the kitchen storage room... please spare , hero...."
"Hehe...." Ning Zihuan sneered, his hand raised the knife and cut off the man’s ear.
"Not everyone is soone you can provoke, pig-headed, I’ll settle this score later." With that, he kicked the screaming man aside and ran toward the kitchen.
Pei Qinghan squinted his eyes and followed.
Qin Du looked at the man rolling on the ground clutching his ear, curled his lips, and quickly walked toward the kitchen.
Indeed, in the kitchen storage room, there was an iron door, locked from the inside. Ning Zihuan took a deep breath, kicked the iron door once, twice, thrice, and as it wobbled, Ning Zihuan stepped on it as it crashed to the ground, walking inside.
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