"Take her in!"

The leading man, seeing Jiang Xinying being caught, hurriedly spoke.

Then, several men in black dragged Jiang Xinying into a black sedan and quickly left the place.

"Mo Yang, you did well this time! Here's a reward from Ninth Master for you..."

The leading man took out a packet of white powder from his pocket and threw it onto the dirty, messy ground.

His actions were frivolous, as if he was throwing food to a vicious dog.

However, Mo Yang didn't mind at all, his eyes shining brightly as he stared at the packet of white powder, his entire demeanor becoming excited.

Picking up the white powder from the ground, Mo Yang eagerly opened it, sniffed deeply from it, and his whole body shivered, appearing immensely satisfied.

"Thank you, Ninth Master!"

Mo Yang gratefully kowtowed to the leading man.

"Scram, kid!"

The leading man looked disdainfully at Mo Yang and kicked him away forcefully.

At this moment, Mo Yang had lost all his dignity; he was completely different from before, greedily staring at the bag of white powder like a starving wolf, excitedly opening it and inhaling.

When Zhu Bufan came out of the restroom, he found that Jiang Xinying was nowhere to be seen.

"Where did this girl go?"

Approaching the sports car, Zhu Bufan did not find Jiang Xinying and looked around the area as well, with no trace of her.

At this moment, Zhu Bufan's brows furrowed.

Then, something occurred to him, and Zhu Bufan yelled, "Not good!"

With his exceptional reflexes and awareness, Zhu Bufan quickly sensed that something might have happened to Jiang Xinying, and it was very likely related to Mo Yang.

Asking around in the vicinity, Zhu Bufan learned that Jiang Xinying and Mo Yang had gone to the grassy area nearby.

Without hesitation, Zhu Bufan went to the grassy area, but when he arrived, Jiang Xinying was nowhere to be found.

Just as Zhu Bufan was about to leave, he spotted Mo Yang hiding under a big tree, overly excited from inhaling, his body slightly trembling.

Zhu Bufan walked directly towards him and saw Mo Yang holding a white bag, engrossed in inhaling, his face filled with excitement.

"Where is she?"

Zhu Bufan, looking down from above, indifferently glanced at Mo Yang and asked.

"Who the fuck are you, get lost! Don't disturb my good time!"

Mo Yang, enjoying his high, cursed loudly when he was interrupted.

"The girl who was with me just now, where did you take her?"

Zhu Bufan's eyes suddenly turned cold, his fists slightly clenched, emitting a chilling crackle, and he asked in a very indifferent tone.

"What does that have to do with me? How would I know?"

Mo Yang's face showed some panic, he averted Zhu Bufan's gaze, looking very guilty.

Zhu Bufan's gaze tightly locked onto Mo Yang's eyes, and from his panicked look, Zhu Bufan could almost be certain that Jiang Xinying's disappearance was definitely related to him.

Taking a step forward, Zhu Bufan grabbed Mo Yang with one hand, looked into his eyes, and asked coldly, "Tell me, where did she go?"

Feeling himself hanging in mid-air and seeing Zhu Bufan's icy gaze, Mo Yang felt a chill throughout his body, a hint of panic flashed through his eyes, but he soon calmed down.

In his view, Zhu Bufan was just an ordinary person, and he himself had some reputation as a street racing king in this area, what could this guy possibly do to him?

"Let me go, who do you think you are, I won't talk even if you ask!"

Mo Yang scoffed arrogantly, with a tone full of disdain.

"Oh?"

Zhu Bufan looked at him with interest and said, "Not talking, huh? Fine! I'll treat you to a big meal today!"

As soon as his words fell, Zhu Bufan lifted Mo Yang up and then violently smashed him against the tree trunk.

Bang!

Mo Yang harshly slammed into the tree trunk; intense pain emanated from his chest and back as he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of fresh blood, tumbling awkwardly on the ground with several teeth shaken loose.

"How about that? Feels great, doesn't it? Ready to talk now?"

Zhu Bufan asked coldly.

"Go dream on! Damn it!"

Mo Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, glowering at Zhu Bufan with a vicious look, his attitude extremely arrogant.

"It seems you haven't had enough fun! Here, let me add a little something!"

Zhu Bufan's eyes suddenly turned icy, he stepped forward and with a swift raise of his hand, he slapped him.

Slap, slap, slap!!

Zhu Bufan's palm continuously struck his cheeks with such force that it deformed his face, leaving it bloody and brutal.

"You... you f*cking, kill me if you dare!"

Mo Yang roared crazily, his tone filled with fearlessness towards death.

Bang, bang, bang!!

Zhu Bufan's gaze turned utterly cold, and then, his fists furiously pounded on Mo Yang's nose and cheeks.

Instantly, Mo Yang felt as if his face was about to burst, the fiery pain was unbearable as if undergoing hell on earth.

"How about that? Flying high yet?"

Zhu Bufan smirked coldly, his smile filled with terror.

Fun? F*ck fun!

At this moment, Mo Yang was so furious he felt his lungs might explode; he'd rather be killed by Zhu Bufan's punch than endure such torment.

This guy is simply a maniac!

"Buddy, it seems you haven't totally had your fill yet! Come on, let this old driver take you flying!"

Zhu Bufan's eyes were chillingly terrifying; for such a vile traitor, Zhu Bufan had not a shred of sympathy.

Moreover, Jiang Xinying might be in danger right now, therefore, Zhu Bufan had to use aggressive methods to quickly find out her whereabouts! Otherwise, the girl would be in grave danger!

"Damn it, don't even dream about knowing where she is!"

Mo Yang bellowed with resentment.

"Quite a character, nice! I like that!"

Zhu Bufan smiled indifferently and clenched his hand into a fist.

"Left Hook, Right Hook!"

Zhu Bufan's fists furiously rained down on Mo Yang's face, relentlessly battering him left and right.

After his face was beaten to a horrific state, with blood flying everywhere, Zhu Bufan finally withdrew his fists and said with chilling firmness, "Tell me now or I'll make you suffer more than death!"

Zhu Bufan's face was filled with indifference, his eyes flickered with Killing Intent.

If it wasn't to find out Jiang Xinying's whereabouts, Zhu Bufan might have sent this trash straight to Hell this instant.

"Heh, if you can, just kill me!"

Mo Yang, full of disdain, glanced at Zhu Bufan, his mouth still bleeding, and his resentful eyes gleamed as he said viciously: "To tell you the truth, if I speak out, it's still a dead end…either way, it's a death sentence, just kill me! Come on!"

"Good! I'll send you on your way!"

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