At the same time, a tearful shout came through the phone. "Qin Feng, don't come, whatever you do!"
Then came several sharp slaps. "You filthy bitch, now you're interrupting me! Strip her naked and throw her in!"
Qin Feng immediately recognized Zhou Yan's voice. Whoever was on the other end had captured her to threaten him.
"Well, Qin Feng? Do you dare come?"
"If you don't, just wait for this little girl to make the crime headlines tomorrow!"
Her voice alone made it clear that Zhou Yan was in grave danger.
Qin Feng's brows drew tight, his expression grim. "Lay another finger on Zhou Yan, and thirty minutes will be more than enough for me to pick out your grave."
Without waiting for a reply, he hung up.
Hearing Zhou Yan's name, Bai Xiyue stood. "What happened to Zhou Yan?"
"Don't worry. I'll go take a look. It's probably about that lending company from last time. Wait for me at home."
He grabbed his car keys and headed downstairs.
He ran into Wang Lin and Deng Jialiang just as they came through the door. "Huh? It's dinnertime. Are you heading out, Qin Feng?"
"Yeah. I'm going to the Jade Sea Warehouse. Get some people together and come over in a bit."
The other party had obtained Qin Feng's number and sounded so arrogant and confident that they probably had plenty of people.
Qin Feng certainly wasn't afraid. He was only worried about Zhou Yan's safety and wanted to leave nothing to chance.
"Got it. We'll be right behind you."
At the Jade Sea Warehouse, the man in the floral shirt whom Qin Feng had beaten half to death over Zhou Yan's loan last time was fawning over a fat, middle-aged man, lighting his cigarette.
"Brother Dao, Qin Feng might be