This was once the Old Textile Factory in Port City, but it had since closed down and turned into a vacant ruin.
I slammed on the brakes, and before the car had even come to a complete stop, I jumped out and ran into the Old Textile Factory without looking back.
Behind me, I heard the screech of tires followed by a cacophony of footsteps and shouts.
"Don't let that bitch get away!"
"Block her from the side!"
Even though I was nimble, there were too many of Wang Jiu Ye's men. Soon, I found myself cornered in a section of the factory.
In front of me was a half-collapsed wall, and both sides were blocked by people. There was no way to retreat.
Wang Jiu Ye pushed through the crowd and stepped in front of me, his eyes bloodshot.
"Lin Xue, you really have surprised me."
"You're too kind. It's an honor to have Wang Jiu Ye personally come after me."
Wang Jiu Ye chuckled darkly, "Do you think you can kill my men, cheat me out of my money, and still escape?"
Scar Liu, who had been standing behind Wang Jiu Ye, stepped forward at his command and raised her gun at me.
Wang Jiu Ye glanced at the gun in her hand and clicked his tongue. "Put the gun away! Bring this woman to the hospital in one piece! I want to cut her open alive and use her heart to save my son."
He said the last part through gritted teeth. It seemed his words greatly satisfied Scar Liu's twisted psyche; she smiled seductively and licked her lips.
Scar Liu holstered her gun and gestured backward with her hand. A bald man leaped forward with several thugs, surrounding me.
Suddenly, from behind Wang Jiu Ye's group of thugs, a clear female voice rang out!
"Don't move!"
Everyone turned to look, and there stood a young girl.
In her early twenties, her complexion was pale, and she was dragging along a boy of about ten years old.
That was my sister.
My heart raced—clearly, she hadn’t waited for me at the airport as instructed; instead, she had gone to the hospital. She must have seen Wang Jiu Ye storming out with his entourage and realized that I had been exposed. Seizing the opportunity, she had distracted the bodyguards and kidnapped Wang Jiu Ye’s illegitimate son.
At that moment, her knife was pressed against the weak boy's carotid artery, a drop of blood trickling down his neck.
This scene was too intense for Wang Jiu Ye. His men were stunned, none daring to make a move, and they parted to create a path. My sister dragged Wang Jiu Ye’s illegitimate son step by step toward me. Sunlight streamed through the broken windows of the abandoned factory, casting a golden glow around her.
The little girl who always hid behind me was now crossing a group of thugs with a hostage in tow to save me. It was like something out of a Marvel superhero movie.
My throat tightened.
She reached my side and gently nudged my shoulder.
“Big sister, I’m here.”
Oh, you little rascal, why can’t you just listen?
I was about to scold her when I heard Wang Jiu Ye shout:
“Don’t hurt my son! Lin Xue, come at me if you want!”
How annoying this old man is; can’t he see the bond between sisters?
I retorted sarcastically, “So Wang Jiu Ye can be scared too? Just a moment ago, weren’t you threatening to dissect me?”
"Don't, don't hurt him! What do you want? I can give you a lot of money! Just let my son go!"
Money? I rolled my eyes.
"Save your money for a nice grave for your son. If you don't want to see him bleed out right here, have your people step back, drop all their weapons, and then you—" I pointed at Wang Jiu Ye, "throw your gun over here, and then you come with us alone!"
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