My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 1113: Design Traps Me
"Enough." Third Young Master Jun’s weak body shook slightly, his face pale as paper, frantic with worry.
His eyes gleamed with the bloodthirsty light of a fierce beast, his fists clenched white and trembling.
If those people dared to do anything to her, hurt even a hair on her, he would massacre everyone on their entire dock, tearing them to pieces.
Ignoring his injuries, he immediately rolled out of bed, endured the pain to put on his black coat, and issued a cold command, "Bring me a gun!"
He wanted to rescue her himself.
Third Young Master Jun acted swiftly, soon leaving the hospital and getting into a car. In just a moment, Ling Kong called anxiously, saying he had contacted the leader of the kidnappers, the master of that dock.
They demanded an immediate payment of ten million, or else they would harm her, and they let them set the meeting place. Now, he had to drive there according to their instructions.
Feiyu breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as it’s about money, it’s good. Give it to them, and they will release her."
However, Third Young Master Jun’s expression turned very strange, then he asked Ling Kong about the entire incident.
After his questioning, he hung up the phone, his sharp eyes flickering with an insightful glint.
"Ling Kong might be deceiving me," he suddenly said. "I asked him about the entire incident carefully and found many irrational aspects. Given his identity as the young master of the Ji Family, the bodyguards around him are top-notch and vigilant. How could someone easily target him? With his temperament, how could he tolerate his people being kidnapped? So..."
Third Young Master Jun’s expression turned somewhat cold.
"There’s a ninety percent chance that Ye Lu is setting me up."
She really is relentless, completely addicted to this game.
"It can’t be, even if Ye Lu loves playing, she wouldn’t joke about this," Yan Su frowned, "What if this is real, what will we do?"
Third Young Master Jun looked down, his expression icy and resolute, "You go save her, do as the kidnappers have asked. If it is real, they would release her too. I’ll go back to the hospital."
With his over two decades of battling in the underworld, and having experienced numerous conspiracies, he was sure this was a hoax. He had to keep his cool, or everything would be in vain.
"Alright, we’ll take you back, and continue to monitor the situation over there."
Returning to the hospital, Ling Kong immediately called, his tone extremely urgent, "Where are you now, is the money ready? Those thugs are complaining that we’re too slow, suspecting that we might have secretly informed the police, delaying the time. They’ve sent a video."
"What video, send it over," Third Young Master Jun frowned.
Ling Kong immediately sent the video, and Third Young Master Jun opened it, still skeptical, but his pupils dilated sharply, his face turning deathly pale, gripping the phone almost trembling.
Because in the video, Ye Lu was bound to a pillar, her hair disheveled, her clothes smeared with blood, and her hands, feet, and face were bruised. Fear-filled tears overflowed her face.
A black-clothed, masked thug was slapping her face, causing her mouth to bleed and drip onto her clothes. Her eyes were filled with despair, she curled up into a ball, desperately screaming for help.
Third Young Master Jun’s heart trembled, his eyes blood-red like a furious beast, his fingers almost crushing the phone, and he fiercely punched the wall, "Bang," his backhand bleeding.
"I must be crazy to have doubted this was fake," his heart ached terribly, regret overwhelming him. If only he had acted earlier, she wouldn’t have been subjected to such torture, but he thought she was pretending, that she was setting him up.
