The icy blade was pressed against his skin when suddenly a voice from inside the van ordered, "Bring him along too." The knife was immediately withdrawn.
He had narrowly escaped, Yan Hui thought blankly.
It was only then that he felt his heart pounding wildly, and his entire body went limp, unable to muster any strength.
The man before him, like a ferocious demon, hoisted Yan Hui up like a dead dog and shoved him into the van.
The van swiftly started moving, silently vanishing into the city center.
Around the corner of this small road, a sound came from Yan Hui's discarded phone.
The call connected, and a voice said "hello" twice, but no one answered.
The call was made by Yan Hui to Li Shan.
Li Shan called out twice, hearing no response, he slightly furrowed his brows and hurried back to the tightly secured security room of the old mansion. He directly struck the keyboard in front of a screen, and soon a map appeared with a red dot flashing continuously on it.
