Zheng Weiwei had thought she'd recovered, but after noticing the trafficker, she felt cold all over. Her feet seemed glued to the ground, and she didn't dare move.
Zheng Weiwei felt safest beside Wang Yue and didn't want to leave him for even a second.
Though she knew she'd become a burden, when she saw Wang Yue going to catch the man, she quickly said, "Brother Wang, I'll come with you. I'm scared to stay here alone."
Wang Yue knew how much bringing a woman along could weigh him down, but he hadn't refused her earlier. It was too late to regret it now, so he could only let Zheng Weiwei come with him.
Still, having a woman with him meant he couldn't follow too closely.
Fortunately, the abandoned factory was clearly Baiban's hideout. But worried he'd been exposed, Baiban had abandoned it and moved his captive to another timber factory two kilometers away.
The timber factory was so cramped that it didn't have any extra exits.
Wang Yue followed from a distance and saw Baiban dragging someone outside, clearly preparing to flee.
The woman's hands were bound, and a strip of cloth had been stuffed in her mouth and tied in place. She could only follow him; she couldn't make a sound.
Now that Baiban had come out, Wang Yue knew there was only one hostage. He charged forward.
Wang Yue ran through the night like a cheetah. He covered the several dozen meters in less than ten seconds.
Baiban heard him and started to react, but Wang Yue had already kicked him. Baiban went flying and crashed heavily to the ground, knocking himself unconscious.
The woman, with her hands tied, staggered as she was pulled along and nearly fell.
Wang Yue was moving so fast that he almost