"Boss, what's going on? We haven't even made a move yet! How come the employer has been kidnapped? Could this be part of Plan C that we don't know about?" one of the underlings speculated wildly.
The tattooed man slapped him on the back of the head. "What employer? Don't talk nonsense!"
He spoke guiltily while secretly glancing towards Jiang Fan, only to meet Jiang Fan's gaze, which made him even more guilty.
"Boss, what do we do now? The car is about to disappear, should we give chase?" the underling asked again.
Upon hearing this, the tattoo boss belatedly realized a very important issue.
"Holy crap! She hasn't paid yet! Go after her!"
Before they could even set off, Jiang Fan had already given chase.
Just now, he used his Psychic Power to cover the area and saw the situation inside the car that had already driven away.
Wang Yao, who was bound hand and foot, clearly did not recognize those people.
Although Wang Yao, this Crazy Woman, made him want to avoid her at all costs, she was still Fatty's cousin, so he couldn't just ignore her.
Wow! That's incredibly fast!
The tattooed man and his group were all taken aback as Jiang Fan darted past them.
It should be noted that their strength is all above the Fourth Rank, and two or three of them are even Fifth Rank Martial Artist. However, when it comes to running speed, the Fourth Rank Martial Artist are definitely not as fast as the fifth-rank martial artists, while the Fifth Rank martial artists are about the same.
"This is the Early-Stage Third Rank? Am I dreaming?"
Inside the car that kidnapped Wang Yao, someone spotted Jiang Fan chasing after them.
"Someone's catching up? Speed up!"
As soon as the sound ended, the car's speed suddenly increased.
When Wang Yao heard the kidnappers say that someone was following her, she immediately turned around to look. When she saw Jiang Fan's face, her eyes curved into crescent moons with a smile that even an AK couldn't suppress.
Hehehe... He still cares about me after all.
Although she didn't know where these people came from or what their purpose was in kidnapping her, she was still quite grateful to them. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so exciting.
Thinking of this, Wang Yao's lips curled up even higher, and her eyes almost narrowed into slits with laughter.
Because of the car's sudden acceleration, Jiang Fan was quickly pulled away.
If you want to catch up, you'll have to use your Psychic Power.
etc!
Psychic Power!
Jiang Fan had a sudden realization: Could it be that Wang Yao had him kidnapped just to lure him into using his Psychic Power?
Judging from the strength displayed by the kidnappers who were about to catch up, they were all Fourth Rank- or Fifth Rank Martial Artist, and there were quite a few of them.
Even if he summoned all his contracted beasts and switched to fighting in the arena, his chances of winning would be very high. However, if his opponent was determined to escape with Wang Yao, the possibility of him capturing her would only be one in five.
The more Jiang Fan analyzed it, the more convinced he was that he had made the right choice.
As for the people who had just kidnapped Wang Yao, although they hadn't revealed their true strength, his intuition told him that this group was not simple.
It's strange, why didn't I see that Little Turtle?
Aren't the Little Turtle and Wang Yao usually inseparable?
Without time to think, Jiang Fan multitasked, using his Psychic Power to track the car ahead to prevent losing sight of his target, while simultaneously calling Fatty.
"Buzzing--"
The fat man took out his phone and saw that it was Jiang Fan calling. His face immediately fell, thinking, "Is Jiang Fan calling to settle scores with me?"
"Hey? Brother Fan, I'm sorry! I did know about this, but my cousin threatened me, so I didn't dare to say anything!"
"Let's put that aside for now. Something's not right with your cousin. What about that Little Turtle?"
Sensing the seriousness in Jiang Fan's tone, the fat man immediately turned on speakerphone and glanced at the Little Turtle that was showing off its snacks.
What happened?
"Your cousin has been kidnapped?"
"Huh?" The fat man blinked. He thought something serious had happened, but Jiang Fan was talking about this instead.
" Brother Fan, to be honest, don't be angry, but actually this was all planned by my cousin, she—"
"I know, but something's not right..." Jiang Fan recounted everything that had just happened.
The fat man's expression gradually turned serious, and the Little Turtle stopped showing off its snacks.
"I've shared the location with you, come over quickly!"
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Fan used his Psychic Power to quickly pursue his target.
About fifteen minutes later, the car stopped in front of a private mansion and took Wang Yao, who was bound hand and foot, inside.
Jiang Fan was afraid of being discovered, so he didn't get too close.
Jiang Fan silently spread his Psychic Power into the villa, and upon seeing a familiar face, an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.
It's him!
Holy Son of the Church of Justice!
It turned out that he was the one who kidnapped Wang Yao.
The Holy Son of the Church of Justice walked up to Wang Yao. The two crisscrossing wounds on his face were not as ferocious and terrifying as before, but they had not completely faded.
Jiang Fan was quite surprised to see this.
He thought of the wound on his back. Because it was caused by Pseudo Spirit Weapon, even after taking a large amount of Body Restoration Pill, the wound had not completely faded.
Of course, it won't stay there forever; it's just a matter of time.
Moreover, you might not even see it if you don't look closely.
But the scars on this Holy Son of the Church of Justice's face looked even more severe than his.
Comparing the two, could it be that the whip in Wang Yao's hand is of a higher grade than Pseudo Spirit Weapon?
If that's really the case, then wouldn't that be Spirit Weapon!
To be honest, back in the Zhou Family Secret Realm, he fought against Wang Yao, who was wielding a whip, using a Spirit Weapon. Even though the Spirit Weapon had been unsealed, Wang Yao was able to block him with just the whip.
It would be a lie to say he wasn't shocked at the time, but he also observed carefully that the whip in Wang Yao's hand did not possess the characteristics of Spirit Weapon.
Besides, if the whip in Wang Yao's hand were truly Spirit Weapon, it would probably have been snatched up by the Church of Justice members long ago, even before he discovered it.
Are you surprised to see me?
The Holy Son of the Church of Justice looked down at Wang Yao, as if he were the butcher's knife.
"I am indeed a bit surprised."
Wang Yao spoke with a smile, her nonchalant demeanor instantly igniting the anger of the Holy Son of the Church of Justice.
"You've ruined my face, how am I supposed to torture you now?"
As he spoke, the Holy Son of the Church of Justice drew a knife and pointed it directly at Wang Yao's exquisite oval face.
Jiang Fan's pupils narrowed, and the hand wearing the spatial ring subconsciously tightened its grip.
Why hasn't the Little Turtle arrived yet? If it doesn't come soon, Wang Yao will be in danger.
Just as Jiang Fan was getting anxious, he heard Wang Yao say in a provocative tone, "Ugly freak, stay away from me, you disgust me."
"You—you—you—you—you—you—you—you're asking for it!"
The Holy Son of the Church of Justice originally had no intention of killing Wang Yao. Considering her beautiful face, he was willing to give her a chance as long as she was willing to submit to him. He never expected that this woman would be so reckless.
The blade fell, aimed straight at Wang Yao's throat.