After Kuang Yu left, Jiang Ye was extremely upset on the spot, really wanting to vent his frustration!
But he had no choice, Lao Bai’s people hadn’t arrived yet, so he had to hold it in.
Back then, if any of those teammates had been present, they probably would have silently prayed.
Not for themselves, but for the other side!
Usually, when Jiang Ye showed that expression, it meant that a bloodless outcome was impossible.
At this moment, inside the unfinished building.
The door opened again.
Lu Jing, who had originally closed his eyes, had to open them.
He saw a foreign man enter, walking while a sinister smile appeared on his face:
"Gu Ying’s woman, now, it’s your turn."
Lu Jing looked up and asked very calmly,
"What do you want to do?"
"Heh, what do I want to do? Of course, I want to lure Gu Ying out!
Otherwise, why would I go through all this trouble to kidnap you?"
Kidnapping a woman and still daring to say it out loud.
Indeed, what conscience could such a person have?
"Is that so? Then you’re going to be disappointed!"
"nonono, I never do anything I’m unsure of, my old friend - Gu Ying, has already arrived!"
Hearing this, Lu Jing’s heart sank sharply.
He really wanted to curse.
Jiang Ye, oh Jiang Ye, why did you come so quickly?
Don’t you know this dead bastard just wants to lure you here?
Once you arrive, nothing good will happen; on the contrary, it’s extremely dangerous.
If it must be that one of the two of us has to make a sacrifice, then Lu Jing would rather it be himself!
The foreign man stepped forward, didn’t bother untying her, just dragged her along.
He didn’t care at all about the rope left tied to the concrete pillar, seeing no trace of a person there.
That was purely superfluous; if someone ran, they ran, it didn’t affect his plan.
Should one say this man was quite generous?
Lu Jing couldn’t resist, and could only be dragged along.
When they went out the door, it was so dark outside that he could hardly see how far, only able to hear the sound of crickets in the bushes. Read full story at novel·fıre·net
"Father, didn’t you say Jiang Ye was here?"
The foreign man smiled:
"Yes, he’s in the shadows. If you don’t believe me, you can give a shout."
Had he gone stupid, or was his brain short-circuited?
In the bushes, Jiang Ye, seeing the door open and his woman being used as a human shield in front of him, clenched his fists tightly.
He wished he could rush over immediately to rescue her and beat that man until even his grandmother couldn’t recognize him.
Jiang Ye had never been willing to harm a single hair on Lu Jing.
So, seeing this scene, how could he not be angry and furious?
He was almost exploding with rage!
If it weren’t for the little bit of reason still keeping him in check, he really might have lost control.
Luckily, someone arrived at that time.
Jiang Ye snapped back to reality:
Unexpectedly, it was Lao Bai himself who had come.
"Everyone else is fine, Father, but how could I not come? I still have to avenge our teammates who died back then!"
In those days, in their operation to capture Father, Jiang Ye’s squad had eleven people, but only six returned, and two of those were seriously injured, practically left disabled even after healing.
How could he not remember such a deep hatred?
Let alone just six years passing, even after sixty years, he’d still want to personally deal vengeance!
A deep-seated hatred!
Jiang Ye could understand Lao Bai’s feelings; after all, they were the same.
"Okay, give me the equipment, let’s get to work."
Lao Bai handed over a package with one hand:
"Here, don’t let your skills get rusty!"
But, Jiang Ye arrogantly retorted:
"You might rust, but I’ll never get rusty!"
He had been familiar with this equipment since he was a year old.