Chapter 69

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Lin Ruoxi was kidnapped!? Wasn't she resting in the hospital!?

"Madam Wang, explain clearly, what happened?" Yang Chen's heart shook, but he remained calm.

"Sir, I just received a call from Master. He said to have you go to Warehouse No. 84 at the easternmost part of Zhonghai Port. Miss and Miss Mo were both taken there... and... we're not allowed to call the police, or else..." Madam Wang was already sobbing uncontrollably by the end.

"Madam Wang, have you confirmed this?"

"Confirmed..." Madam Wang said, "The nurses at the hospital are also worried. Miss Mo accompanied Miss Lin to take a walk in the garden, and they never came back. I've asked the hospital to keep it confidential for now, but it's hard to keep a secret. What should we do?"

For such a thing to happen to a father and daughter, Yang Chen could only regret not beating Lin Kun into a vegetable. This man had one "advantage"—he was stubborn and wouldn't give up until he saw the coffin!

"Madam Wang, don't panic. I'll handle it. Wait for my news at home." Yang Chen comforted Madam Wang a few times before hanging up the phone.

Yang Chen found it strange. According to Lin Kun's capabilities, he shouldn't be able to kidnap two women from the hospital garden and transport them to Zhonghai Port. There must be some expert helping him. But Xu Zhihong's actions last time had already crossed Lin Ruoxi's底线 (底线 means "bottom line" or "limits"), so he wouldn't help Lin Kun. So who did it?

Although he knew Lin Kun definitely intended to lure him there and take revenge, he wouldn't harm the two women for now. However, Yang Chen was still worried that Lin Kun might have done something to them beforehand, so he decided to set out as soon as possible.

In the office, the women looked at each other in surprise as Yang Chen, who had just returned, quickly ran out again.

Zhonghai Port is one of the largest seaports in China, with a vast area that is hard to comprehend without experiencing it firsthand. The expansive grounds, like hundreds of football fields connected together, have many shipyards and warehouses that are often abandoned, especially during the off-season for maritime transport, leaving many areas empty and deserted.

The vast blue sea stretched endlessly, and the port seemed particularly desolate in the sound of the waves.

After entering the port area, the car could speed along the flat ground. From a distance, the white sports car looked like a missile streaking along the port's coastline.

Yang Chen focused his attention, stepping on the gas while looking at the numbers on the warehouses. After driving east for nearly ten minutes, he found the huge warehouse marked with the large red letters "No. 84."

The entire warehouse looked dilapidated, with a rusted iron gate slightly ajar. The entrance was cluttered with abandoned stones and lime powder.

The closer he got to his destination, the calmer Yang Chen became. Honestly, the word "kidnapping" had always been something he did to others, never expecting that someone would kidnap his women—though a certain cold lady might not see it that way, it was enough to make Yang Chen feel both amused and frustrated.

He slowly closed the car door and scanned the warehouse, frowning. Although it was hard to notice, his sharp senses detected that several professionals were stationed in the hidden corners of the warehouse, positioned to monitor every detail. If he wasn't mistaken, they were armed with medium-range rifles.

This was a professional gang at an international level. Yang Chen found the situation increasingly interesting, even a bit exciting.

Stepping into the warehouse, he could smell the musty, decaying air. The vast floor was empty, with sunlight streaming through the broken windows, making the air inside dusty and murky.

In one corner of the warehouse, Yang Chen saw two bound figures.

Lin Ruoxi and Mo Qianyi were sitting on chairs, their hands and feet tied to the chairs, back to back, unable to see each other's faces.

In front of them, a group of robust men in various short-sleeved shirts surrounded them. Some were muscular, others lean, but most had dark skin, clearly exposed to strong sunlight for a long time. What caught Yang Chen's attention was that these men didn't show much reaction when they saw him enter, as if they didn't take him seriously, continuing to chat among themselves. Even more intriguing were the weapons they carried—mostly AK47s and M16s, powerful assault rifles.

These weapons weren't particularly special, but they were in China. If this were a foreign country like the United States, where people could openly carry M16s on the streets, Yang Chen wouldn't have batted an eye. But in a country where even handguns were rare, this group was truly bizarre.

Yang Chen knew that the stubborn organization claiming to be the "Guardians of China" wasn't exaggerating. To avoid their notice and carry out a kidnapping in Zhonghai was indeed a significant feat.

Just as Yang Chen was thinking this, Lin Kun, who had been smiling obsequiously at the robust men, finally noticed him. His face immediately twisted into a hateful grin.

"Mr. Lin, is this the young man you want to catch?" A short-haired man in a white sleeveless shirt and military camouflage pants, seemingly the leader, held a Desert Eagle, a powerful handgun used only by elite soldiers, and asked Lin Kun in English.

Yang Chen, who had already approached, was taken aback by the man's Vietnamese accent. So these were Vietnamese.

"Yes, Mr. Long, I hope you can catch him. I want to send him to hell with my own hands!" Lin Kun said viciously.

At the same time, Lin Ruoxi and Mo Qianyi, sitting on the chairs, also noticed Yang Chen. Lin Ruoxi looked at him with a complex expression, her pale face showing a hint of despair, while Mo Qianyi's expression was a mix of defiance and surprise, as if she couldn't believe Yang Chen would come alone for them.

The tall man named Long sized up Yang Chen and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Lin, I must say, the price you paid to hire us is not worth it. If it's just to deal with this man, one of my men would be enough."

The other robust, armed men smirked, clearly agreeing with their leader's assessment.

Lin Kun gritted his teeth and said, "No, Mr. Long, once I deal with this boy and get the shares that rightfully belong to me from that bitch, the money I paid you will be nothing!" He then looked at Lin Ruoxi in the corner with a mad desire.

In fact, years of reckless spending had reduced Lin Kun's 30% stake in Yulai International to less than 1%. Constantly selling his shares to other shareholders had gradually led him to a dead end. This time, he had sold all his remaining shares for a final, desperate attempt.

Lin Ruoxi looked at Lin Kun fearlessly, her face devoid of emotion, and said calmly, "Lin Kun, you disappoint me."

She realized that this man had no way back, so she called him by his name rather than "father."

She hadn't expected that in such a dire situation, a man who had nothing to do with all this would face the consequences so calmly...

Lin Ruoxi looked at Yang Chen with a sense of guilt. Although this man had given her a bad impression, she couldn't deny feeling moved that he had come alone for her.

"Lin Kun, you're not a man! How can you treat your own daughter like this!"

Mo Qianyi, with her fiery temper, finally couldn't hold back and started cursing.

Lin Kun laughed maniacally and looked at Mo Qianyi with a sinister gleam in his eyes, "You brat, I've always disliked you. After I deal with this, I'll teach you a lesson! If it weren't for the old woman protecting you, I would have thrown you on my bed and had my way with you hundreds of times! What do you think you are? Just a bitch of the Lin family!"

"You're shameless! Despicable! Filthy!!" Mo Qianyi's face flushed with anger, struggling to break free, but the professional binding technique made her efforts futile.

Yang Chen saw the guilty look in Lin Ruoxi's eyes and the brave resistance of his bad-tempered female boss, Mo Qianyi. He couldn't help but feel more respect for these two women—one who could distinguish right from wrong and knew gratitude, and the other who was fearless and brave.

Unfortunately, throughout human history, women have always been physically weaker. Feminism arose because women didn't receive equal treatment, and the most direct reason was that women simply couldn't match men in physical strength.

The situation before him was no different. No matter how brilliant these two women were in business, no matter how many men they had defeated, when faced with the most primitive and crude attacks, they could do nothing but resist with words.

Perhaps this was one of the conditions needed for human reproduction. If women were as physically strong as men, how would men have the chance to be heroes and save the day?

The tall man named Long, who didn't seem to understand Chinese, didn't care much about the argument between Lin Kun and the two women. He looked at Yang Chen, who showed no fear, and walked up to him, saying in English, "Although you're about to be sent to hell, you're a brave man. I'll give you a quick death."

Yang Chen smiled strangely, looking at the man with interest, and said something that neither Lin Kun nor the two women understood.

"What's your name, Mr. Long?"

The tall man was slightly surprised, frowning, and replied in the same language, "You speak Vietnamese?"

"Who is Long Zanhuang to you?" Yang Chen continued to smile and ask.

If speaking Vietnamese surprised the man, then when Yang Chen continued to ask about "Long Zanhuang" in Vietnamese, the man's face was left with only shock!

"Who are you?" The man's expression became serious.

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