"Come to the abandoned factory thirty kilometers east of Dingjing alone. I'll give you half an hour. If you're not here within half an hour, your beautiful ex-wife lying in bed will have to enjoy the affectionate attention of me and my brothers!" Wan Feng laughed coldly on the phone.

Wan Feng snickered over the phone.

"Wan Feng! You dare touch..." Jiang Chen's pupils dilated as he bellowed.

But the line was already dead!

Putting away his phone, Jiang Chen headed for the door without a second word.

"Jiang Chen, you can't go! Wan Feng will definitely not let you off!" Gong Lin, prepared for this, grabbed Jiang Chen and urgently said, "We should call for help, President Lin, Family Head Wang, if all else fails we can go to Elder Shen, they can all help!"

"Wan Feng said I have to go alone, otherwise he'll hurt Jing Yi!" Jiang Chen explained in a low voice, shaking off Gong Lin's hand and running out of the hotel like a madman.

Boom boom...

On the way, Jiang Chen pushed his car to the limit, hurtling towards the eastern outskirts. But in his near-loss of control, Jiang Chen failed to notice the black Audi that was following him closely from behind.

Screech!

Arriving at the abandoned factory, Jiang Chen stopped the car. Without waiting for it to settle, he rushed out.

At the factory entrance, Pizi and two others were waiting. Seeing Jiang Chen arrive, he sneered, "Well, if it isn't Mr. Jiang?"

Bang!

Jiang Chen kicked out fiercely, sending Pizi flying into the factory.

Then, he dashed inside.

After scanning the inside, he fixed his eyes on Ye Jingyi, lying motionless on a couch in the center of the factory, her clothes intact and unharmed.

Jiang Chen slowly exhaled.

"Jiang Chen, you still dare to fight?" Beside Ye Jingyi, Wan Feng held a dagger to her neck, his eyes coldly fixed on Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen said coldly, "Wan Feng, if you dare to harm a single hair on Jingyi's head, everyone here today will die!"

"Is that so?" Wan Feng sneered coldly, pretending to slit Ye Jingyi's throat.

"Don't!" Jiang Chen's expression changed and he shouted in alarm.

"Hahaha..."

Wan Feng laughed triumphantly and then, pausing his laughter, he scornfully said to Jiang Chen, "Even now, you still talk tough, Jiang Chen. Try and keep your tough talk up, I dare you!"

While speaking, Wan Feng slid the back of the dagger across Ye Jingyi's face.

Jiang Chen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes locked on Wan Feng's, "What exactly do you want?"

Wan Feng pointed to a chair not far away and said with a light smile, "Sit down, let's talk."

Hearing this, Jiang Chen went to the chair and sat down with a blank expression.

Pizi came over with four handcuffs, coldly saying, "Mr. Jiang, you are quite skilled. To negotiate with you, we need to ensure our own safety."

Clack clack clack clack!

Having handcuffed Jiang Chen's wrists and ankles to the chair, Pizi touched his stomach where Jiang Chen had kicked him, and with a sinister smile, he raised his hand.

Slap!

A vicious slap hit Jiang Chen's face as Pizi coldly said, "Still dare to hit me, huh? Hit me again!"

Slap!

"Hit me!"

Bang!

"You dare to hit me!"

Bang bang bang!

"I'll make you hit!"

Pizi cursed loudly while beating and kicking Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen couldn't fight back, silently enduring the punches and kicks without uttering a sound.

"Haha... Jiang Chen, thought you were capable, huh? Did you ever imagine you'd fall into my hands one day?"

At this time, Wan Feng approached Jiang Chen with a sneer, grabbed his hair forcefully, leaned down, brought his ferocious face close to Jiang Chen's, and mocked viciously, "Tsk tsk, the legendary Mr. Jiang, huh? So imposing!"

As he spoke, he suddenly plunged the dagger in his hand!

Shick—

A sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out as Wan Feng drove the dagger into Jiang Chen's thigh, splattering blood.

"Mmm." Jiang Chen's face turned pale with pain, he grunted, clenching his teeth hard to prevent himself from crying out.

"Oh, quite enduring, aren't you? Let's try again."

Wan Feng coldly smiled, pulled out the dagger and stabbed again.

Shick! This time, Wan Feng's target was Jiang Chen's other leg.

Jiang Chen clenched his teeth to death, not even letting out a hum this time, lifting his head, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins, coldly staring at Wan Feng.

"Oh my, that gaze is really scary!"

Wan Feng exaggeratedly stepped back twice, feigning panic, and looked back at Pizi, "Pizi, aren't you scared?"

"Scared, of course I'm scared! Look, you've nearly scared me to death, Mr. Jiang is going to exert his power now!"

Pizi clutched his chest, deliberately acting it out, saying with a face full of mockery, "Scared to death, scared to death! Can't take it anymore! Heart attack coming on! Medicine, my medicine! Medicine…"

"Hahaha..."

Wan Feng's gang also exaggerated their reactions, eventually all bursting into laughter.

Jiang Chen's expression became detached, lacking any trace of emotion.

Clap, clap, clap!

"Tough guys, I admire tough guys. To verify if Mr. Jiang is a real tough guy, I have to prepare properly," Wan Feng clapped his hands enthusiastically, then turned his head and shouted at Pizi and the others, "Brothers, light up, we've got to treat Mr. Jiang well."

"You got it!"

The gang responded and lit up their cigarettes.

Wan Feng leaned in with a sinister smile, looking at Jiang Chen, "Mr. Jiang, I don't have much here to offer hospitality, and we can't find any decent tools at such short notice, so I had to make do with what we have. Hope Mr. Jiang will enjoy."

After speaking, Wan Feng passed the dagger to Pizi, "Come on, give Mr. Jiang some appetizers first!"

"Alright, Young Master!" Pizi took the dagger with a gloomy smirk, twirled it in front of Jiang Chen, and slashed directly at Jiang Chen's chest.

Shick!

The sound of tearing resounded, Jiang Chen's clothes were split open, and a cut more than twenty centimeters long appeared on his chest, with blood instantly flowing out and staining his upper garment red.

Jiang Chen's face turned white, biting down hard on his teeth, staring indifferently at Wan Feng, paying no attention to Pizi, his gaze fixed solely on Wan Feng!

Shick, shick, shick—

Pizi kept cutting Jiang Chen.

The front of his chest, his back, his arms, his legs—Jiang Chen was turned into a bleeding figure.

Throughout this period, Jiang Chen did not make a sound, just stared intensely at Wan Feng, as if the injuries were on someone else's body. His eyes were only for Wan Feng!

Because he was very clear that among the people here, only Wan Feng would lay a hand on Ye Jingyi. As long as Wan Feng didn't speak, Pizi and the others would definitely not touch Ye Jingyi!

"Wow, what a tough one!" Seeing Jiang Chen silently endure such long torment, Wan Feng sneered again, "Since Mr. Jiang is so tough, let's invite Mr. Jiang to smoke!"

"You got it!"

The prepared gang immediately responded and crowded in front of Jiang Chen.

With a sinister laugh, Wan Feng was the first to speak, "Mr. Jiang, please, have a smoke."

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