Success starts with the richest man

Chapter 22 Crisis ([-])

The surrounding area of ​​Henglin Road was not very lively. As night fell, only a few factories were still lit, and there were few pedestrians and vehicles on the entire road.

Wang Jiangbei had a gun on his head, and Jiang Xiyao and three security guards also walked out of the factory with the gun on their backs. Their bodies were tied up and they could walk with only two legs left.

There was fear in their eyes. When they saw Wang Jiangbei, their eyes flashed light, but after seeing the big man behind Wang Jiangbei, the light dimmed again.

The walls of this factory are quite high, and there are no tall buildings nearby with lights on. The doors are closed, and no outsiders know what is going on inside.

Wang Jiangbei raised his hands and said calmly: "They are useless to you, just kidnap me alone, you don't need to take them with you, it will be a burden if you take them with you, won't you?"

The big man holding a gun to his head said: "Hey, you are quite brave? We are only here for you. It is indeed a burden to take them, but let them go, I am afraid that accidents will happen!"

He winked at the four men with guns.

Jiang Xiyao and the three security guards only felt a burst of fear in their hearts, and then lost consciousness.

Didn't kill them, just stunned them. There is no silencer, and there will be a lot of gunshots. Although there are few people around here, it doesn't mean that there are no people. They can't see them in the dark night. It doesn't mean you can't hear it. If a passing veteran security guard happens to have been exposed to guns, it will be troublesome to hear it.

"Let's go, little boss."

The big man took out a shirt to cover the gun, and walked behind Wang Jiangbei.

Wang Jiangbei followed them out of the factory, and there was already a van waiting for them outside.

……

Wang Jiangbei was sitting in the car with his hands and feet tied. His gaze remained calm and unchanged, which did not match his age and his slightly immature face.

The big man was sitting next to him, holding a gun in his hand, and said in amazement: "As expected of Lin Haitao's nephew, he seems extremely calm when he encounters such a terrible thing."

Wang Jiangbei said: "It's useless to be anxious. If you want to kill me, you would have killed me long ago. It must be useful to keep me."

A thin man sitting in the back row said with a smile: "Look, this is a child from a big family. If I saw a gun pointing at myself at this age, I would have been scared to pee, let alone be robbed." How can you be so calm in the car?"

The man wearing glasses who was driving said: "The nephew of King Hun Hai has seen the world at least, but he is not scared to death over such a trivial matter."

The car turned left and right and drove for a long distance. The car had already left the suburbs of Xinhai, but I didn't know where the destination would be.

The woman in the passenger seat was smoking a cigarette, looking at the rearview mirror, looking casual and calm, she said, "You can call Lin Haitao now."

"Sure enough." Wang Jiangbei thought in his heart: "These people really came for Uncle Lin, probably from the Northeast King."

This is actually easy to imagine. Uncle Lin was almost killed by the Northeast King's people last time, but he narrowly escaped death and was rescued by himself.

They all took action to kill, and they would definitely retaliate, but Uncle Lin always seemed very calm and unhurried, always looking like he was sure of victory. When they saw Lin Hu and Lin Bao before, they didn't look like they were worried. From here, they looked like they were worried. Come on, everything is stable, don't worry at all.

Uncle Lin's side is sure to win, and the Northeast King's side will naturally be in big trouble. After all, the struggle between life and death can only be ended when someone dies.

Uncle Lin has no relatives, and he can be said to be Uncle Lin's only weakness, but Uncle Lin never mentioned to him that he should pay attention to his own safety, so he didn't take it too seriously, thinking that the problem was solved.

"I trust Uncle Lin too much."

Wang Jiangbei sighed inwardly, as expected, he would reveal his weakness if he was lax.

The big man took out his mobile phone and made a call. After the other party connected, he proudly said: "Lin Haitao, your nephew is in my hands..."

Wang Jiangbei didn't hear what Uncle Lin said, but he could clearly feel the incomparable complacency in the mandarin tone.

The big man handed the phone to Wang Jiangbei, "Come on, say hello to Lin Haitao."

Wang Jiangbei said, "Uncle Lin, it's me."

Uncle Lin on the other end of the phone said: "Understood, listen to their request, don't make any resistance, safety first, it's okay."

"Ah."

……

The car drove all the way for about half an hour, and came to a barren mountain. At this time, the car stopped. There was an abandoned simple factory in such a place, which looked very dilapidated, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.

The big man opened the car door, "Get out of the car, as long as your Uncle Lin dies, nothing will happen to you."

Wang Jiangbei didn't move, just looked at him like an idiot.

The big man frowned, glanced at him, and then reacted, "Oh, forget that your feet are tied, then you should stay in the car."

The men got out of the car, and the woman sat on the passenger seat and looked at him. At this moment, Wang Jiangbei noticed several figures walking out of the abandoned factory.

"Success?"

"Well, Lin Haitao's nephew is in the car, and he is on his way here."

"That's good, as long as Lin Haitao can be dealt with, without us doing it, I'm afraid Xinhai himself will start to mess up."

"..."

They were talking there.

And Wang Jiangbei's heart sank again, and foreign aid?He could only silently pray that Uncle Lin would not really come over.

The woman sitting in the passenger seat looked back at him, "Are you worried?"

Wang Jiangbei said: "Don't worry, it's fake."

The woman sneered, "If Lin Haitao doesn't come, you will die. If Lin Haitao comes, he will die. Do you want to die or live?"

Wang Jiangbei said calmly: "If possible, I would rather Uncle Lin not come. Anyway, my obsession with staying in this world is definitely not as much as Uncle Lin's. I am sad when I die, and many people will be sad when Uncle Lin dies. .”

When he said this, he suddenly thought of Li Xiyan, if he died, would Li Xiyan be sad?
The woman lit a cigarette for herself and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, "This is quite a great thing to say, but it's a pity that you can't help yourself, and you can't help others."

Wang Jiangbei narrowed his eyes, "You are also a person with stories."

The woman said: "Who doesn't have a story in this world? It's just big or small."

"If there is wine now, I will definitely drink with you and chat slowly, but unfortunately the situation does not allow."

The woman stretched her waist, "When are you still thinking about drinking now? You have a big heart, aren't you really not afraid of death?"

Wang Jiangbei smiled and said: "Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the obsession in life. People must have a reason to live in this world. If the reason for living is gone, then it will be the same whether they die or not."

"It makes a lot of sense." The woman said, "But if you can live, who would want to die?"

Wang Jiangbei was dumbfounded. What the woman said was true. Seeking good fortune and avoiding evil is the instinct of living beings, and it is deeply imprinted in the blood and flesh of living beings. If they can live, naturally no one wants to die.

But sometimes someone has to face death.

(End of this chapter)