"Boss, what do we do? We've already made the call. Do you think that old man will call the police?" a muffled voice asked.
"Heh, he won't. This kid is Old Man Li's favorite youngest son. I made it clear to him—if he dares call the police, I'll kill the hostage. I doubt he has the guts!" said a vicious voice.
"Hehe, Boss, after we pull this one off, we should quit, right? This is a huge job!" The muffled voice carried a trace of excitement.
"That's right. This really is a huge job. Thirty million is enough for us to live on from now on. We can't do this kind of business too often. If we get caught, we'll be sentenced to life." The cold voice spoke.
"Mmph..."
Suddenly, a muffled whimper came from inside the van.
"Boss, this guy's awake again!" said the muffled voice.
"Then knock him out again."
Ring-ring...
Ring-ring...
Xiao Hen speechlessly pulled his phone from his pocket. It was Chen Xinyu calling. Checking the time, he saw that it was already nine in the evening. The auction must have ended. Was she calling because the money had been transferred?
But this was clearly not the time to answer. The van door roughly ten meters ahead burst open. In this quiet wilderness, Xiao Hen's ringtone was so loud that anyone in the vehicle who was not deaf would have heard it clearly.
Xiao Hen hung up, put away his phone, and looked up at the two men getting out of the vehicle.
There were three people in the van: two adults and a teenage boy who had been tied up with tape over his mouth. The boy looked only fifteen or sixteen and was still wearing a high school uniform. There was a backpack beneath the seat; it seemed he had been abducted after school.
From the conversation between the two men just now, it was clear that the boy came from a wealthy family. The kidnappers had targeted him for ransom.
Of the two kidnappers approaching him, the one in front was a gaunt middle-aged man with a cold expression and gloomy eyes, like a vicious wolf. He held a Type 54 Pistol and walked toward Xiao Hen step by step. Behind him was a burly young man with a savage look, carrying a long machete as he strode toward Xiao Hen with a fierce air.
"Kid, you saw something you shouldn't have. Bad luck for you." The gaunt middle-aged man pointed his pistol at Xiao Hen but did not fire. Even in this desolate wilderness, he feared that gunshots might bring unnecessary trouble. Instead, he nodded at the burly youth, who advanced with his machete, ready to take Xiao Hen down.
The sky was quite dark, with the sole source of light being the bright moon overhead. Silver-white moonlight spilled across the ground, lending this patch of wilderness a faint glow. Through the gap between the two men, Xiao Hen saw a pair of terrified eyes in the van behind them. The boy who had awakened from unconsciousness had not yet been knocked out again, and Xiao Hen had happened to pass by at just the right time.
"Guess you're lucky," Xiao Hen muttered as he prepared to act. He did not like having a gun pointed at him.
It would be nice if this counted as a Side Quest. Easy mission, rewards to collect—it would've been perfect... Too bad it doesn't.
With a flick of his hand, the Silver Light Sword appeared in Xiao Hen's grasp. With the sword in hand and having just broken through in swordsmanship, the aura surrounding him had yet to fade, and his Combat Power had soared. These two kidnappers had appeared at the perfect time to test his swordsmanship. Still, opponents at this level could not make him fight at full strength. The only thing he needed to watch out for was that pistol. At such close range, even Xiao Hen would find dodging bullets difficult.
"Kid, die!" The burly youth swung his machete down with a whoosh. The blade reflected the silver moonlight, flashing with icy menace.
Xiao Hen smiled faintly and swung his sword. The blade collided with the machete's edge. Crack...
The burly youth froze. Raising his right hand, he saw that most of his machete had been sliced off, leaving only the hilt in his grip.
"This... fuck!" The burly youth's pupils shrank, and his heart went cold. Just as he tried to retreat, a figure flashed before him. Xiao Hen had already arrived at his side.
Smack!
A chop landed on him. The burly youth stiffened, then collapsed limply to the ground.
"Y-you, don't come any closer!" Everything had happened too fast. Before the gaunt middle-aged kidnapper could react, the burly youth had already fallen.
How was this possible? Who was this guy? Why was he so terrifying? The middle-aged man trembled inwardly as he aimed his pistol at Xiao Hen. Driven by fear, he no longer cared about attracting attention with gunfire and directly pulled the trigger.
Bang!
Xiao Hen's gaze sharpened. The Silver Light Sword flashed, and with a sharp smack, the bullet was blocked.
The middle-aged kidnapper's eyes widened. His mouth hung open, and his mind nearly shut down. Was this some kind of movie? Could someone in the Real World really block bullets?
"Damn it... Die! Bang, bang, bang..." The middle-aged man frantically pulled the trigger, sending bullet after bullet flying toward Xiao Hen.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Sword light flickered, and not a single bullet slipped through. Every bullet aimed at Xiao Hen was blocked by the Silver Light Sword.
Click, click, click... The middle-aged kidnapper's pistol was out of bullets. In a panic, he turned and tried to get back into the van. Whether he wanted to find more bullets or use the boy as a hostage, it no longer mattered. Xiao Hen pushed off the ground and appeared behind him in an instant. With the same chop, the middle-aged man followed the burly youth's example, collapsing unconscious to the ground.
"You two are the ones with truly bad luck. Since you ran into me, just behave and spend some time in prison." Shaking his head slightly, Xiao Hen looked toward the boy, whose eyes were darting around, then stepped forward. Sword light flashed, and the rope around the boy snapped apart.
The boy struggled into a sitting position, tore the tape from his mouth, and took a deep breath. Then he hurriedly asked, "Did my dad send you? Are you a martial arts master? Why are you so amazing? You even blocked bullets—with a sword, no less! You have to be a martial arts master!"
The boy stared excitedly at Xiao Hen, his eyes shining as though he had discovered a new world.
"I was just passing through. Can you contact your family now?" Xiao Hen shook his head. He did not even know who the boy's father was.
"I can!" Only then did the boy remember to contact his family. He hurriedly found the phone the kidnappers had turned off.
"This is the wilderness beside Mingyue Residential Area, about two kilometers from the residential area. All right, that's it. I'm leaving first!" Xiao Hen turned to leave.
"Hey, don't go, master! When my dad gets here, he'll definitely thank you properly! Don't go! What if those two wake up? Wouldn't I be finished again?" The boy shouted as he tried to get out of the van to stop Xiao Hen. Unfortunately, his legs were numb from being tied up, and he could not stand for the moment.
"Don't worry. They won't wake up anytime soon. Contact your family quickly. And remember, don't say anything carelessly. I don't want to get involved in this kind of trouble!" Xiao Hen's voice drifted over from afar, but he was already gone.
"Ah... a martial arts master!" The boy watched Xiao Hen leave with regret, sighed mournfully, then turned his switched-off phone back on and called home.
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