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"You son of a bitch, do you really think I dare not touch you?" As he spoke, the scarred face of the man immediately became ferocious. He picked up Wen Baobao in one hand, held him up in the air and threw him on the ground, "what I despise most is the rich second generation like you, who pretend to be five people and six people at a young age. Look again! Believe it or not, I'll kill you! "

Wen Baobao's little body is held in his arms by his mother. He frowns with pain. It's so painful that he can't speak, but he still stares at the scar man stubbornly.

He's mother had been so scared that her eyes were full of tears.

She has always received higher education, and the people she meets are all celebrities. Even those dandies have never written about it. She is extremely poor and vicious.

She tightly protected Wen Baobao. She looked at the man with a fierce face with tears in her eyes and prayed: "please don't hurt the child. He is still young and doesn't understand anything."

His mother's voice is full of choking, but let the man off the fire, he cold snorted from his nostrils, went to the side to let other people look at them, continue to talk to the people on the phone.

Wen Baobao nests in his mother's arms and stares at the man. His amber eyes seem to be frozen. His mother looks at him as if she saw he Siming as a child.

"It's like that." He's mother thought silently in her heart. Then she kneaded him and comforted him along his short hair: "baby, we're not afraid. We'll be all right. Mom and dad will come back to save us."

Wen Baobao turned to look at his mother, and the ferocity in her eyes disappeared in an instant. She nodded: "well."

Although the mouth should be like this, baby Wen has other worries in his heart.

Not to mention who the old K will be? Just look at the people who guard them inside and outside, this kidnapping is not just for money.

Wenbaobao is not one of those preschool children who don't know anything. His strong genetic makes him much smarter than others. Therefore, he knows better that self-help is the best choice.

There was a general pain on him. Just to sit up straight, he couldn't help taking a breath.

He looked up and saw scar man who had hung up the phone step by step.

Scar man picked up the iron bar at hand and called two or three brothers: "you guys come here. Lao K said that he would give the grandparents and grandchildren some flesh and blood to let them know our strength. What if they didn't take us seriously?"

With that, scar man poked baby Wen's face with an iron bar and said with evil sneer: "little guy, do you think it's right? If you don't take money to redeem you, how pitiful it is."

Wen Baobao glared at him fiercely and turned his head aside, scorning him haughtily.

"Ha ha!" The face swept scar man's temper came up, looked at his brother with a sneer, and said, "see, this kid is so awesome. Come on, don't mention it. You can hit dozens of sticks by yourself."

He pauses, his tone vicious and cold: "fight to death!"

"Yes

Several brothers nodded together, raised the stick one after another, mercilessly smashed at Wen Baobao and he mu.

Even though he Mu is a weak and independent woman, her first reaction at this time is to protect Wen Baobao in her arms and fight against him with sticks.

These people are not ordinary little gangsters. They are not light hearted. He's mother can't bear to be hit by a few sticks. She can't help humming and sweating all the time.

Wen Baobao listened to her voice from her chest, and her young heart was also pulled. He pushed her away, and he cried: "grandma, let me go! Don't let them hit you! Wuwuwu ~ grandma -- "

those people obviously didn't want to let go of wenbaobao. They pulled them apart in their shrill screams and taught wenbaobao a lesson.

A big cry and a small cry in the shabby and empty factory building is very sad and shrill. They can't disperse and hover in the air. Until they both fainted, they just stop.

Scar man has been recording the video nearby. After watching the playback, the corner of his mouth goes up, snorts from his nostrils, and throws his mobile phone to a man on his side: "go, send this video to he Siming, and tell him to prepare cash as soon as possible, otherwise his mother and his son will not be able to keep one!"

He family villa.

In the big living room of the villa, a group of people are surrounded by a computer and a mobile phone.

Since we can't find the location of the kidnapper by manpower, they can only track the signal, but this requires the kidnapper's call.

When the kidnapper finally called, he Siming was angry when he saw the video.

In the video, a large and a small suffered from inhuman abuse, already black and blue.

Wen Shuyue stares at the screen in horror, covers her mouth tightly and refuses to cry: "baby My baby... "

He Siming's face is getting darker and darker, but he is still holding back his anger and delaying with the kidnappers so that the police can decode the address.

"I'm ready for the money. When will it trade?" He Siming's face was as cold as iron when he listened to the voice of the voice changer in his mobile phone.Don't know what the other party said, he Siming's mouth tight into a straight line, he said: "you must ensure their safety, if you dare to touch their hair, I he Siming will never let you go!"

With that, he dropped his mobile phone on the ground.

Wen Shuyue looked at him with a chill. Regardless of the police behind him, she hugged him directly from behind, clung to his back and said softly, "he Siming, it's going to be OK."

The woman's voice gently shallow, slowly fell into his ears, he turned to embrace her, will be buried in her neck, stuffy should be a.

After calming down, he Siming turned around and asked the police, "did you find out the address?"

"They are very well guarded and it will take some time."

"Well, as soon as possible."

He Siming arranged the matter in a leisurely way, and then began to smooth it out.

If the kidnapper is only for money, then since he knows that his mother and Wen Baobao are his weak points, why he only needs five million yuan? You know, for both of them, even if it is one hundred million yuan, he has to take it. But if it's not for money, what is it for?

He frowned unconsciously and looked serious.

Wen Shuyue came and sat beside him, reaching out to push away the furrow between his eyebrows.

He Siming raised his eyes, held her hand and rubbed his thumb on the back of her hand.

"Do you think these events are related?" Wen Shuyue said to herself, "since the strange man you met last time you took me to the countryside, it seems that things are out of control."