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Chapter 113 Rescue Mu Zixing

Cong Lang and Lan Jing's eyes turned cold at the same time.

Yin Hang next to him didn't notice it, and sang along with the man, "Yeah, my father has been begging him to go back all these years."

As he said that, he sighed, as if he was ashamed to tell others about this, and waved his hands to hide it, "Forget it, forget it, family ugliness should not be exposed, if my father hadn't mentioned it, I wouldn't even know I have such a big brother outside."

After saying that, he turned his head to take a peek at Cong Lang, and Cong Lang's expression darkened.

Yin Hang couldn't help but secretly rejoiced, thinking that Brother Lang really didn't know about Lan Jing's past, and it seemed that he had made the right bet.

Lan Jing kept silent.

The person in front of him is really too stupid, his methods are too low-level, in the past, Lan Jing would not bother to treat him as a rival in love.

But the fact now is that he is not qualified to earn Cong Lang with others.

That person can no longer see himself in his eyes.

Even though he was so humiliated by such rubbish, that person's face and body were hidden in the half-bright light and shadow, and he was completely indifferent.

Lan Jing suddenly didn't want to say anything, he just silently wondered if his blade could be faster than Cong Lang could stop him.

The surrounding air condensed, the noise receded like a tide, and this space became as silent as death.

What happened last time taught Yin Hang a lesson. After he finished speaking, he stepped back vigilantly and stood beside Cong Lang.

Lan Jing still stood like that, with his head slightly lowered, the emotion in his eyes was hard to see clearly.

Suddenly Xiao A ran over from the bar with a pale face, and then whispered a few words in his ear, Lan Jing's expression changed suddenly, and he turned around and walked quickly to the back door of the bar with Xiao A.

The moment he left, the hem of his shirt was raised, and the cold blade turned into a line under the light and slashed backwards. Yin Hang didn't feel any pain. He didn't let out a cry until Lan Jing's figure mixed into the crowd. There was a sharp scream, and half of his face was bleeding profusely.

"Ahhhhh - it hurts, my face! My face!!!"

Yin Hang covered his left half of the face, dark red blood flowed out from between his fingers, and he nearly collapsed hysterically while screaming in pain.

For a vase actor, the face is the capital to eat, and if it is destroyed, there will be nothing. Lan Jing's hand is more painful than killing him.

But there was no reaction on Cong Lang's face. He just stood up, let go of Yin Hang's hand grabbing his arm, and said expressionlessly to the other two young people who were already pale with fright, "Send him to the hospital."

Then, relying on the faint sense of light in his eyes, he groped his way to the front bar.

"what happened?"

In the corner by the back door of the bar, a man covered in blood stood up, staggered towards Lan Jing, grabbed his shoulders and said shyly, "Brother Xing has been tied up, I can't contact Mr. Lei, help me I can't adjust the manpower, Lan Shao begs you to save him!"

Lan Jing grabbed the man's arm and dragged him up, and said sharply, "Where did you get kidnapped? How many people are there?"

"The staff dormitory of an abandoned steel factory in the south of Xining Village. I don't know the number of people on the other side. There may be eight or nine. We failed to break into it." The man took a few short breaths, and a hoarse whimper suddenly came out of his throat, " Our three brothers are all folded there."

"Come to someone to bandage him. The gunshot wound cannot be sent to the hospital. Go to the clinic."

While making arrangements, Lan Jing took out a hidden gun from the utility room next to the back door, then casually tore off a coat that followed his brother, and strode directly to the parking lot from the back door.

"Where's your boss?" Cong Lang asked Little A in front of the bar.

It was Xiao A's boyfriend who was injured, but Xiao A was the only bartender tonight. Lan Jing didn't let Xiao A follow him to the clinic for fear of causing confusion.

At this moment, Little A shook his head while crying and said, "I don't know."

Cong Lang had a bad premonition for no reason, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is something wrong?"

"No……"

"to be frank."

His voice was not loud and gentle, but when Xiao A looked at him, he was stuck, and it took a long time to say with tears in his eyes, "I don't know, it seems that Brother Zixing was tied up, I... Friends came to our boss to rescue him."

Cong Lang's eyelids twitched violently, and the uneasiness in his heart grew stronger.

"Did he say where to go?"

Little A shook his head.

"Where is your boyfriend, where is it?" Cong Lang asked anxiously.

"It has been sent to the clinic." Little A replied in a low voice.

Cong Lang frowned, took out his mobile phone and threw it to Xiao A, "Find the number marked 'Z' for me, and dial it."

Little A followed suit.

When the call was connected, Cong Lang immediately said, "Someone was kidnapped, Lan Jing went to rescue him, 1000 million, find his location, and help him. It may be a gang seeking revenge. There should be more people, and the other party should have a gun in his hand." ,Be careful."

When Jin Dao, who was taking a bath, heard the money, he immediately agreed without any complaints, then put on his clothes in twos and twos, and went down the stairs quickly with his notebook in hand.

Cong Lang asked Little A to make a few more phone calls, and within 10 minutes, there were several big Benzes gathered outside Lan Ye.

Cong Lang got into the leading one, and the car immediately galloped out along the main road.

Lan Jing turned off the lights at a distance of 500 meters from the dormitory of the steel factory workers, and slowly slid forward for a while, then got out of the car and quietly approached the target with a gun in his hand.

Stepping on the fine gravel on the road, he walked step by step to the base of the wall of the dormitory, then took a deep breath, raised his gun, and quickly dodged inside.

There was no one inside, Lan Jing raised his head and looked up, then walked up the stairs holding the gun tightly.

This staff dormitory building has a total of eight floors, and there are no people on the second to sixth floors. When they go up to the seventh floor, they can vaguely hear cursing and the muffled sound of fists hitting the flesh.

Lan Jing's heart sank, and his footsteps were so light that there was hardly any sound.

When they reached the top floor, the sound of cursing and beating became clear.

Lan Jingping searched room by room, and finally found Mu Zixing in the middle room.

He was tied to the window railing, and two dark-skinned men with cropped heads were beating him.

Lan Jing looked in through the crack of the door. Mu Zixing's chin and chest were covered with blood, and the blood foam he coughed up from his mouth seemed to contain pieces of internal organs.

Lan Jing's eyes instantly turned cold, and his sharp eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly. After confirming that there was no accomplice, he shot directly in the next second.

There was almost no suspense in this battle, and it was over in less than a minute, and the speed was faintly ominous.

But Lan Jing couldn't care less, he rushed in, kicked away the corpses blocking the way, and untied Mu Zixing from the iron fence.

Mu Zixing had already become a blood man, and as soon as he was untied, he fell into Lan Jing's arms.

"Go, go." He said weakly.

Along with his words, there was a violent explosion and flames that suddenly rose outside.

Many glass bottles filled with gasoline fell from all corners of the head, and then exploded on the ground, instantly filling the dormitory building with the pungent smell of gasoline.

Lan Jing also suddenly remembered that when he killed someone just now, the first reaction of these two people was not to fight back, but to clenched their fists tightly.

The two had no intention of getting out alive.

Lan Jing's face was cold, he supported Mu Zixing, and opened the hand of one of the kidnappers, who was indeed holding a remote control trigger device in his hand.