All this happened in front of Yang Zhengkun. After seeing the guy opposite dragging Zhang Xiaomeng into the car, he immediately understood that Zhang Xiaomeng had been kidnapped.
But, why did the other party kidnap Zhang Xiaomeng? Is it because of business matters, or are there other reasons? He was thinking about this problem calmly while driving his car closely behind the two cars. Seeing the car in front of him slowly driving out of the city and turning onto a small road leading to the Chengnan Golf Club, Yang Zhengkun unconsciously revealed a sneer on his lips. Fastest update, all text typed by hand
In the Zhang family¡¯s living room, Hang Ling was the only one sitting on the sofa, watching TV. My husband has not come back from a social event tonight, and my daughter has worked overtime and has not shown up at this time. The food in the pot has been prepared. I don¡¯t want to eat alone, and I am worried that my daughter is still with that Yang Zhengkun. Her phone was placed on the coffee table, but she resisted grabbing it and calling her daughter.
¡°I have already said what I need to say to my daughter. If my daughter is really with that young man, what can I say if I call him now? As my daughter grows older, she already has the ability to make her own judgments. Sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing if adults push her too hard.
Just as she was thinking about it, the melodious ringtone of her cell phone rang. Hang Ling grabbed the phone, but Zhang Tao's anxious voice came from inside: "Hang Ling, has Xiaomeng come home?" Read the latest chapter
"No, it's only what time it is, maybe he is on his way home" Could it be that the husband is also worried about his daughter being with Yang Zhengkun? When he went to attend a social event, he even thought of calling back to ask about his daughter. It was hard for him, a grown man, to be so attentive.
"Hang Ling, I forget it, you can eat first" The husband obviously wanted to say something, but he hesitated but did not say it. "Old Zhang, what's the matter?"
"Noit's nothing" Zhang Tao's voice on the phone was a little hesitant. A bad thought suddenly came to Hang Ling's mind. She said into the microphone: "Lao Zhang, has something happened to Mengmeng? Don't hide it from me, you must tell me clearly"
Over there, Zhang Tao was silent for a moment, and then continued: "Hang Ling, I just received a call. The other party said that Mengmeng is in their hands, and they want me to sign the contract for the plot of land No. 1326 immediately "
"Huh?" When Hang Ling heard her husband say this, she almost threw away the phone in surprise. "Old Zhang, didn't you say that the land is controversial? Could it be"
"It's hard to say anything now. Don't be anxious. I'll report to Mayor Liu right away. I believe Mengmeng will be back soon." When Zhang Tao spoke, he didn't feel confident, but he still had to do this. Comfort your wife so that she doesn't have to worry about something unexpected going wrong.
"Lao Zhang, that Mengmeng child has always been timid, and she is a girl You must find a way to rescue her quickly? No, where are you? I have to go there and rescue her with you. Daughter" Hang Ling shouted anxiously into the phone.
Zhang Tao quickly persuaded: "Hang Ling, what's the point of coming here? You should wait for the news at home. If my daughter goes home and can't see us, she will be worried. That's it. I'm hanging up. I I need to call Mayor Liu to report this matter"
Listening to the sound of the phone hanging up over there, Hang Ling was stunned for a moment and immediately dialed her daughter's phone number. Unfortunately, Zhang Xiaomeng's mobile phone prompt tone was: "Sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off"
"My daughterwuwu" At this moment, Hang Ling's heart was about to break.
Mithlan Country Club is located on the east side of the expressway overpass in Chengnan District. It is a large-scale leisure, business and entertainment club that integrates hotels, dance halls, billiards, gyms, golf, bars, karaoke and other entertainment projects.
Seeing the two cars drive directly into the basement, Yang Zhengkun also drove the car in. However, there was only a half-minute time difference. After Yang Zhengkun drove the car into the underground parking lot, he walked around the entire parking lot, but he could not find the two cars he had followed all the way.
Seeing that the entire parking lot was immersed in dim lights, an elevator was shining with orange light falling from the sixth floor. Yang Zhengkun thought for a while and quickly walked into another elevator. After going up, I discovered that the entire sixth floor seemed to be a billiards room. There was a crackling sound of billiard balls hitting two half-open doors. The doors of the rest of the rooms were all closed, and there was no one in the corridor.
The restroom is at the other end of the corridor. Yang Zhengkun pretended to go to the restroom and walked past the two billiard rooms with the door half open. He found that the people playing inside were all fashionably dressed men###. The next floor may be the dance hall, which can be accessed from the safe passage next to the bathroom.?You can hear the deafening music coming from below. Standing at the top of the stairs, the seventh floor seemed relatively quiet. In such an environment, it is very difficult to find where Zhang Xiaomeng was taken.
After thinking about it, Yang Zhengkun slowly walked up the stairs.
However, as soon as he turned the corner and before his steps landed on the seventh floor, a chubby man appeared at the top of the stairs. The man looked at him with cold eyes and said nothing. He just shook his head and made a gesture to let him go back the way he came.
"I'm looking for someone" Yang Zhengkun took another step forward, and a big hand like a leaf fan stretched out in front of him roughly: "Go back"
"What are you doing? I told you I'm looking for someone" Yang Zhengkun said, turning his body to avoid the push of the big hand. Then, a cold knife appeared in front of Yang Zhengkun: "I think you don't want to live anymore"
¡°Hey, hey, you are a typical person How could you draw the knife first to remind¡± Yang Zhengkun grabbed the big man¡¯s hand and neck, and punched him in the mouth. Otherwise, even if you are sure to hit him, you may not be able to stop him from shouting in time.
It¡¯s better now. The big guy¡¯s wrists were so painful that he was sweating coldly, but he had lost several teeth and couldn¡¯t scream even if he wanted to.
"Woooo"
"What did you say? I can't hear clearly" Yang Zhengkun said disdainfully, took his arm and dragged her into the toilet, opened a stall, chopped him on the neck, and then licked his buttocks. Feet, kicked this guy in.
In a large and luxuriously decorated room, Zhang Xiaomeng woke up faintly. The cold and hard feeling on her face, as well as the man in front of her who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a dirty face, made her scream involuntarily. .
Growing up, Zhang Xiaomeng had never encountered such a thing. Looking at the dagger stuck close to her face from the corner of her eyes, she couldn't help but turn pale with fear. In this room, in addition to the tall and thin man sitting next to her with a knife, there was also a middle-aged man in his forties sitting opposite, holding a cigarette and looking at her with a smile.
"Zhang###, are you awake?" Seeing Zhang Xiaomeng's eyes looking over, the man blew out a smoke ring and greeted with a smile.
"Who are you? Why did you bring me here?" Although Zhang Xiaomeng was scared, she still mustered up the courage to ask.
There were two gangsters with knives in the room. Zhang Xiaomeng really didn¡¯t know what to do. She could only desperately stabilize her panic, staring at the two gangsters, hoping that they could tell her what all this was about. If he had a chance to walk out of this room by then, he might also have a chance to let the police bring these two people to justice.
This sight immediately filled Zhang Xiaomeng with a chill, because she recognized that the gangster holding the dagger was the same person who just hit her car and got out of the car and scolded her!
¡°Could it be that someone brought me here from the parking lot of the building? Slowly, she remembered some of the scenes just now. It seemed that she was knocked unconscious by someone covering her mouth with a handkerchief filled with ether
"Welcome Zhang Xiaomeng###!" The man opposite looked at Zhang Xiaomeng who looked even more delicate due to fear, stretched out his hands and patted him and said.
"Youwhat do you want to do? What is your purpose in arresting me?" Zhang Xiaomeng tried his best to pretend to be calm.
"What do you think I want to do?" The middle-aged man let out an annoying laugh again: "Your father is an upright official. He doesn't want the things I give him, and he doesn't listen to the terms I make to him. But it's my business. It's stuck in his hands. Without his signature, my affairs can't be done. Since he wants to fight with me and block my way of making money, I have no choice but to trouble you to come over and have a chat. In fact, you are very beautiful. I really like chatting with little girls like you"
As the man spoke, he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, crossed his legs and continued: "I just like the feeling of fighting with others, the feeling of defeating the opponent, and the refreshing feeling of humiliating the opponent Haha, I haven¡¯t played this kind of game for a long time"
"You'd better let me go immediately. This is a society ruled by law. Don't mess around!" Zhang Xiaomeng said with a slight trembling. If the other party is really afraid of the law, he will not kidnap himself. These words were said in vain, but even though she knew it in her heart, she still wanted to try to scare the other party.
The middle-aged man ignored her and continued: "Since your father refuses to drink wine as a penalty, you can't blame me. With his identity and status, he is a rare opponent. So I want to take a good look. Fight with him, slow him down and humiliate him. Zhang Xiaomeng#???#, you think if I fucked his beautiful and beloved daughter, and then made a short movie of your wonderful performance and sent it to him, how angry would he be? "
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