“Don’t worry, I guarantee none of them will come back alive this time.”
“Tsk, it’s all thanks to the boss’s brilliant plan. A few million in ransom isn’t as tempting as a few billion.”
“Alright, enough talk. Take them there.” Brother Wei spoke from behind.
Jiang Nanshu stood still: “I want to change my clothes.”
Old Fifth looked at her dirty, blood-stained clothes and mocked, “Change what? The more pitiful you are, the more irrational Lu Qingyan will become. If it weren’t for the baby in your belly, would you think your dress is only this little bit red?”
Jiang Nanshu’s hands clenched at her sides as she followed them out.
This time, it was Yu Zhuyin’s turn to carry Youyou.
Upon arriving at their destination, Jiang Nanshu saw a cliff, and below it, the sound of rushing water.
So, Bo Yan intended to use drowning to commemorate Xu Xingwan?
Choosing the same way to die as Xu Xingwan?
Except Xu Xingwan fell into the sea.
But below her was a raging torrent.
At a glance, she saw Bo Yan.
He was dressed impeccably today, like a victorious fighting rooster, his feathers gleaming.
A cigarette dangled from his lips. Seeing Jiang Nanshu’s deathly pale face, he couldn’t help but laugh: “So pathetic. Jiang Nanshu, show me your arrogance again! You’re all in my hands now.”
He coldly ordered, “Bring her out.”
From the nearby woods, a group of men in black dragged a person out.
When Youyou saw her clearly, she began to flutter excitedly: “Mama, waaaah, Mama!”
Hearing her daughter’s cries, Su Ran’s heart nearly broke.
From ten meters away, she could see that her daughter was relatively clean and hadn’t suffered much on the journey.
She hadn’t slept for a day and a night searching for her daughter, so now she looked terribly haggard.
She knelt directly before Bo Yan, kowtowing and sobbing, “Mr. Bo, please have mercy and spare my daughter! She’s innocent. Torture me instead; she just had surgery and can’t take any more torture.”
Her eyes were swollen from crying.
But no one present was moved.
They were all cold-blooded monsters.
Bo Yan sneered, “Fine, I can spare you and your daughter. As long as you kill Jiang Nanshu in front of your daughter, I’ll let you go.”
Su Ran’s expectant gaze slowly turned to despair.
Her forehead touched the ground, drawing blood.
Turning her head, she saw Jiang Nanshu standing there in a dirty dress, the breeze ruffling the hem and revealing her scratched ankles.
For the first time, Su Ran saw the word ‘clean’ in someone.
Even though she was covered in filth, just standing there was enough to make her radiate cleanliness.
She fell silent, a gun lying at her feet.
“Hurry up, or I’ll shoot you first.”
Tears welled in Su Ran’s eyes.
Numbly, she picked up the gun and stood up, looking at Jiang Nanshu expressionlessly.
Her hand trembled as she slowly raised the gun and aimed it at Jiang Nanshu.
Yu Zhuyin couldn’t help but speak up: “Don’t repay kindness with enmity! If your daughter hadn’t died the moment she was kidnapped, it was because Jiang Nanshu took care of her and helped her bring down her fever. How could you be so selfish? Do you think you and your daughter can get out safely just by killing Jiang Nanshu? Don’t daydream!”
Su Ran’s eyes were vacant, her throat dry.
Jiang Nanshu glanced at her, then turned her head to look at the sunrise on the horizon.
Sunlight streamed down on her, and surprisingly, she possessed a calm indifference to life and death.
Su Ran turned her gaze to Youyou, her daughter’s initial surprise now replaced by fear in her eyes.
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