Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

Wen Ying leaned against the wall, feeling the pain and dizziness coming from her head, and whispered back: "3883."

At the Zhonghe Hotel, Song Jingming called Wen Ying more than ten times, but none of them got through. He was completely panicked and was hesitating whether to call the police or find Chen Fang.

A voice came from WeChat, open it.

His pupils suddenly condensed.

The picture of Wen Ying with her hands and feet tied and her eyes covered instantly came into view. She was still wearing the dress he bought himself, leaning against the white-gray wall, blood dripping from her forehead.

Her face became even paler, but her lips were bitten red by herself.

Song Jingming's heart seemed to be suddenly clenched, and blood rushed out from between his fingers. At this moment, he forgot how to breathe, and felt as desperate as the sky was falling.

[Prepare 500 million in cash. 】A message came.

Song Jingming pursed his lips tightly and called the video tremblingly, but the other party answered.

The camera focused on Wen Ying's small body. The blood on her forehead had flowed to her shoulders, and her face became increasingly pale and weak.

"I have 500 million now. I can give it to you immediately. But if you dare to touch her, I will make your life worse than death."

Song Jingming's voice was extremely low, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from his teeth, revealing bloodthirsty cruelty.

The kidnapper on the other end of the phone couldn't help but shudder.

Wen Ying heard his voice and her eyes instantly became wet. She shook her head silently.

Song Jingming saw it. In the video, Wen Yinglei was swaying weakly, indicating that she should not go.

His hands and feet seemed to lose strength instantly, and he leaned on the desk to catch his breath. I just can’t wait to get into it right away from my phone.

"Don't be afraid, baby, I'm going to find you right now. Just hold on and wait for me! Wait for me, be sure to wait for me, I'll go find you right away."

Song Jingming became confused and panicked when he was concerned. His voice changed from harsh to helpless and gentle, trying his best to comfort Wen Ying.

Wen Ying said coldly: "Mr. Song, please call the police. This is not a school, and there are more than two people here. You must not come alone."

The kidnapper was stunned for a moment, then rushed up and slapped her, and said angrily: "You bitch, you are quite good! If I don't teach you a lesson, you will really think you are Mu Guiying."

Song Jingming roared like crazy: "If you dare to fucking touch her again, believe it or not, I will kill your parents and wife too!"

The kidnapper was obviously stunned. He didn't expect Song Jingming to be so heartless and crazy...

Song Jingming calmed down and said angrily in a low voice: "From now on, you must take good care of her. If she has an injury on her body, I will give you a piece of flesh. You think about whether you have money and life to spend."

After hanging up the phone, Song Jingming called Chen Fang directly: "Wen Ying was kidnapped. The last place she was seen was the school. She was probably pulled out in a place where there was no surveillance. We can currently contact her mobile phone, so we should be able to locate her."

Chen Fang's face darkened slightly, and his strong back froze for a moment. He put one hand into his suit pocket and said solemnly: "Meet you at the hotel in 30 minutes. I'll take the position."

Turning around, Song Weiyu was shopping in the mall. She bought a lot of clothes and bags, and a group of salespeople from luxury stores surrounded her to flatter her.

Chen Fang walked over, held her waist and whispered: "Go back to the hotel."

His face was downcast, and there was a storm brewing in his eyes.

Song Weiyu knew something was wrong as soon as he saw it. He smiled and waved to the store manager: "I wrapped up everything I just liked and sent it to the same place. I have something to do today, so I have to leave first."

Chen Fang firmly hugged her arm and walked to the car at a fast and steady pace: "Wen Ying was kidnapped. I'll take you back to the hotel. You just stay on the 38th floor and don't go anywhere. I'll be back in 4 hours at most. .”

Song Weiyu reached out and tugged on the black shirt on his chest, and said worriedly against him: "Okay, you have to be careful. If it doesn't work, call the police. Don't do it yourself! I'll wait for you to come back."

Chen Fang nodded, not knowing who to call: "Check me the signal source of the 130*** mobile phone number as quickly as possible. I want the exact location."

Jing A's Rolls-Royce was speeding on the way back to the hotel, not caring about speed, just trying to gain time. It arrived in less than 20 minutes.

Song Jingming was already waiting at the door, with three heavy suitcases beside him.

Chen Fang's cell phone rang.

"Boss, the positioning point has been found. I will send it to your mobile phone. Do you need the real-time satellite picture?"

"No, keep your phone open."

Chen Fang got into the car and Song Jingming got into the passenger seat. Chen Fang glanced at him sideways: "Are you sure you want to go with me?"

Song Jingming looked very calm, looking forward, and his voice was emotionless: "Go, I will kill them."

Chen Fang started the car and rushed to the location. It was extremely quiet in the car. Song Jingming turned his head and looked at Chen Fang's resolute and smooth face and capable head, and felt very at ease.

As a child, he was kidnapped once. It was Chen Fang who snatched him back from the criminals. One of the two bullet holes in his shoulder was made to save Song Weiyu, and the other was made to save himself.

So Chen Fang is different to him.

Chen Fang drove the car with one hand, leaning on the back of the seat, putting his other hand on the console, and said coldly: "Don't worry, it's a small scene. My people have arrived, she will be fine."

"I really like her and it will never change in this life." Song Jingming said softly.

"hehe."

"Like you, I will love someone for the rest of my life."

The two of them stopped talking. Chen Fang's one-handed driving turned into two hands, and he accelerated the speed. The green belts on both sides of the road turned into phantoms and quickly backed up.

When we arrived at the location, it was a shanty town reconstruction area.

Two strong men in black and gray camouflage uniforms stepped forward, with the same size, the same ability, and the same sense of security.

Walking up to Chen Fang, he lowered his head and said hello: "Boss, the person you are looking for is inside. There are two men, one of whom is a foreigner, but no hostages are seen."

Song Jingming frowned and said, "No, Wen Ying said there were more than two people."

"It is currently confirmed that there are only two men."

Chen Fang frowned tightly, looked at the low-rise bungalow in front of him, and thought for a moment: "The people may have moved away. You call Abel and look for real-time satellite images from this period, even if there are blurry figures."

"Boss, you don't have to go in. Just leave these two people to us. You can come in after the fight is over." After that, two men in camouflage uniforms quietly entered the room.

The two kidnappers in the room were wiping blood on the floor.

The two men in camouflage uniforms glanced at the blood on the ground. The amount of blood was not fatal, and the hostages should be safe.

"Where's the girl?"

The sudden voice behind him scared the kidnapper: "You, you, you, how did you find this place? How did you get here so fast?"

The kidnappers were stunned.

This is much faster than the police dispatch speed.

The camouflage suit was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he kicked him out, hit the wall and landed hard on the ground. The kidnapper clutched his chest and writhed in pain on the ground.

The other kidnapper took two steps back at a loss.

"I'm asking again, where is the girl you kidnapped?" The voice in the camouflage uniform was cold and unquestionable.

Looking at the muscle strength of these two men in camouflage uniforms, the kidnapper knew that he couldn't do it.

"I, I, I... I don't know, she was picked up by someone. We were just having fun, it's not us who want 500 million!"

Song Jingming walked into the house wearing a suit and leather shoes.

His handsome and noble face was full of sternness, his lips were straightened, his eyes looked around the room, and he said in a cold voice: "Who ordered you?"

The foreign man shook his head hurriedly: "I don't know him either! He just said to bring him here, and we don't need to worry about anything else!"

Song Jingming squinted his eyes and was dissatisfied with his answer. He turned around and picked up the wooden stick that looked like a mop pole in the corner, looked at it, and swung it directly at the man's head.

The man's head was smashed, blood flowed down his face, and he lay on the ground trembling.

"I ask again, where is my wife?"