C23

Jin Ming sat alone in the middle of the empty warehouse, the sunlight shining through the iron balls on his body silently cutting out his outstanding facial features. He was tied to a chair, with his head slightly lowered, his thin lips lightly pursed. At this moment, he was in a sorry state, unable to hide his noble calmness, as he slowly opened his eyes.

He was the only one sitting in the middle of the empty warehouse. He looked up as a walkie-talkie dropped beside the chair.

The faces of those who saw through the monitoring system that Jin Ming was already awake lifted up the corners of their mouths into a faint smile.

"He woke up." The voice of the voice transmitter reverberated in the empty space, Jin Ming looked deeply at the side walkie-talkie on the ground.

"Who are you?" Jin Xuan's voice sounded a little weak.

"Who I am is not important. Jin Ming, you must be very curious about the people who chased after you the last time right?" The voice that came from the walkie-talkie was so hoarse that it sounded like an old man who had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

"I know, so. "Could it be that they want to kidnap me just to chat with me?" Jin Ming's deep tone carried a trace of unruliness.

"Only you know the password to the Jin family's top secret file, as long as you tell me, maybe I will consider letting you go."

Jin Ming let out a cold laugh, and his laughter became even more insolent. In the end, he used his hand to support his forehead and elbows to rest on his knees.

"Why are you thinking about it? If you stop right now, I'll think about whether to continue the investigation." Jin looked up at the camera in the corner.

When Lan Bing saw Jin Ming struggle free from the rope behind him, he had a moment of panic, but then he thought Jin Ming wouldn't be able to find him no matter what. Moreover, he had a trump card in his hand, so when he thought about this, Lan Bing became calmer.

"They are indeed very powerful, but so what?"

Jin Ming calmly untied the rope in his hand, ignoring the walkie-talkie on the ground.

"You've been living at Physician Song's house recently, right? I wonder if she'll take you in if she finds out your true identity." The walkie-talkie's voice was filled with a slight sense of pride and provocation.

"…" Jin Ming's hands moved slightly, but he still remained silent.

Boom — —

The steel door of the warehouse was suddenly pulled open, and four men in black pushed a wheelchair towards Jin Ming.

The walkie-talkie on the floor was still talking.

"Guess who the person in the wheelchair is?"

Jin's eyes were narrowed as he stood by the chair. Even in the light, Jin could see the hem of the dress that Song Guo had worn to the hospital yesterday.

At this moment, Song Guo's mouth was covered, she looked at Jin Ming who was standing in the middle of the warehouse, waving towards a direction.

"How ridiculous." Jin Ming walked to the bottom of the camera, his tall figure slightly leaned to the side, and from the corner of his eyes, he could see that Song Guo was much clearer than before.

"You think a woman like you can make me compromise? Lan Bing, you're too ridiculous."

The alcohol in his voice was lukewarm, and the arrogant arrogance that only he could muster was enough to make Lan Bing, who was standing in front of the monitor, want to kill him.

Jin Ming guessed who she was, so she had to admit.

Mist laughed coldly.

"Oh, looks like this Miss Song isn't very important to you."

Jin turned his wrist.

"She's just a woman."

Song Guo got into a taxi after leaving the hospital yesterday. Due to the emotional disturbance, Song Guo didn't notice that the taxi was heading in the direction of her home.

By the time Song Guo reacted, she was already tied to a wheelchair. Judging by the stiffness and pain in her body, she had probably been tied up for the whole night.

With a cold expression, he pushed himself, who was sitting on a wheelchair, onto the van. Song Guo, who was sitting on the van, was transported in an unknown direction for about 20 minutes before finally seeing the light again.

The man in black pushed her out of the car, then pushed her to the front of a dilapidated warehouse and opened the door.

Song Guo was unable to call out Jin Ming's name the moment she saw him because someone had stuffed a cloth over her mouth in the car.

"Then, whether Miss Song lives or dies doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." The walkie-talkie's voice became even more gloomy.

"Do as you please." After Jin Ming finished speaking, the black clothed man pushing Song Guo put a hand to his ear, as if listening to some instruction.

Jin Ming walked step by step towards the door. There was originally no sound from his sneakers, but in the quiet of the warehouse, the slight friction sounds were very obvious.

The black clothed man who was pushing Song Guo took a step back, his pitch-black eyes filled with nothingness.

The man in black quickly pulled open the cloth covering Song Guo's mouth.

Song Guo could only lower her head and breathe heavily when she heard this.

Jin Ming continued walking as if he did not hear anything.

Right when the black-clothed man was at a loss as to whether to defend or to defend, Jin Ming was already a step away from them.

In that instant, Jin Ming kicked away the man in black who was controlling Song Guo, and after he seized control of Song Guo, the other three men in black also began to defend.

"Catch him!" The walkie-talkie that Jin Ming left at the center of the warehouse shouted out loud. Jin Ming only pursed his lips slightly, pushing Song Guo away from the danger zone with the wheelchair in his hand.

"Be careful!" When Song Guo was pushed far away, he saw that a black-clothed man behind Jin Mingzhen had already raised his wooden stick.

Jin Ming moved his body and dodged the attack.

Jin Ming's skill was amazing. The two men in black had been knocked down and were unable to get up. The other two looked at each other, and quickly turned around a little higher than Jin Ming. One of them grabbed Jin Ming's arm, while the other used his height advantage to grip Jin Ming's neck in the two seconds he was in control.

It was unknown who had taken out a gun from, but he placed it against Jin Ming's temple.

"Be more honest …"

Before he even finished speaking, Jin Ming had already grabbed that man's forearm, with a twist, he threw the tall man behind him into the air, and with a twist, that shockingly thick arm was twisted behind his back. With a cracking sound, the black clothed man's arm was forcibly broken, and the Jin Ming snatched it away, kicking the other black clothed man away with his foot, quickly turning his hand back, and shooting at the struggling black clothed man's right arm, just three inches away from his arm.

It was followed by the sound of gunfire. Roar! Roar! Roar! Several men in black were shot in the same spot, rolling on the ground in pain.

Jin Ming then threw the gun aside.

He then turned around and walked step by step towards Song Guo. Then, he bent over to help her remove the bindings on her body.

Song Guo felt surprised and only felt like she was being carried.

Jin Ming Chen's face was still as cold as before. He effortlessly lifted her up, and then slowly left the warehouse, pausing at the entrance for a moment.

"Do you know what I hate the most in my life?"

The man in black clutched his right arm and rolled on the ground. The walkie-talkie on the ground creaked.

Song Guo bit her lower lip as she looked down at Jin Ming's chin.

"What I hate most is people touching my stuff."