Return of the King, Dominating the City-Chapter 1657 - 1551: Escape

"S-since you’re my...my fan, c-can you please let us go?" Chen Mengjie said with a trembling voice.

"What do you think?" Mude replied with a smile, "Ah, such a shame, I can’t get close to women today, alas."

Upon hearing Mude’s words, Chen Mengjie sighed in relief, but then Mude continued, "It’s not easy to see the real person, and if I don’t leave something behind, it wouldn’t make sense. Zhou, come over, tie up our Mengjie!"

"Alright!" Zhou nodded, walked over to Chen Mengjie’s side, and tied several tube-like things to her body, installing a device on top.

"Do you see this?" Mude picked up something like a remote control and said, "As soon as I press this, we can all go to the Western Paradise together. Of course, if my heartbeat stops, the sensor installed in my chest will also react, and we can go together too. Mengjie, do you feel particularly honored?"

Chen Mengjie bit her lip and dared not speak.

Mude continued, "Alright, Mengjie, I’m a bit tired and want to rest for a while. Why don’t you give me a massage?"

After speaking, Mude turned and walked aside. Next to this hall was a staircase that led straight upstairs to a resting area with several rooms where one could rest.

Chen Mengjie glanced at Song Yun, and after he gave her a reassuring look, she trembled slightly and followed behind Mude.

Meanwhile, on Song Yun’s side.

Song Yun observed the surroundings. At the moment, there were a total of ten people guarding them, and Song Yun’s position was towards the back of the group. About five meters behind him was a corner, from which one could directly reach the bathroom.

This five-meter distance would normally be covered in an instant, but right now several pairs of eyes were practically staring at these two hundred or so people, their professional skills were extremely high, and they sweep their gaze across Song Yun constantly, nearly every second.

How can he divert these people’s attention from himself?

Time ticked by.

Song Yun suddenly felt someone watching him.

He slightly moved his head.

Song Yun found out that it was Feng Gang watching him.

Feng Gang’s eyes flashed with an unusual look, his head didn’t move, only his eyeballs turned towards Song Yun.

Feng Gang’s position was in the first row to Song Yun’s upper left, closest to the edge.

Song Yun didn’t know why Feng Gang was watching him, but instinctively felt Feng Gang must be trying to tell him something.

Just when Song Yun was curious about Feng Gang’s purpose, Feng Gang suddenly furrowed his brows, coughed, and then took a deep breath, turning his whole face pale.

"What’s wrong!"

People around looked at Feng Gang in surprise.

Feng Gang clutched his heart with one hand and fumbled at his body with the other.

"Old man, don’t move!"

Feng Gang’s movements instantly drew almost everyone’s attention. Three men came forward with guns, aiming directly at Feng Gang’s head.

"He has heart disease!"

Li Baoshi, sitting next to Feng Gang, said, "Sir, please allow him to take his medicine."

"Rubbish, heart disease? Dead is dead!" one of the guys with a scarred face said disdainfully.

"Sir, this is film art master Feng Gang. His value is far beyond us ordinary people. If he dies, you’ll lose a significant bargaining chip. By using Feng Gang’s words, you could even get 1.5 billion dollars!" Li Baoshi said.

"1.5 billion dollars?" Hearing Li Baoshi’s words, the eyes of the three men standing in front of Feng Gang brightened immediately, and they said, "Fine, take your medicine, quickly! We’re demanding a higher ransom later!"

Feng Gang trembled, foam already coming out of his mouth, the whole person seemingly about to faint at any moment. Li Baoshi wanted to reach out and help Feng Gang, but was struck on the hand by a gun butt from a nearby person.

Li Baoshi’s face fell, but he didn’t continue to act.

"Zabulwa, come, find his medicine! Damn, who knew this old man could be worth so much, haha, once we get paid I’ll surely live it up," instructed the scar-faced guy.

"Alright!" The guy who struck Li Baoshi stepped forward and grabbed Feng Gang’s hand, only to be unexpectedly seized by Feng Gang instead, foam spurting out of his mouth, trembling even more violently, his whole body in spasms, looking very frightening.

"It’s not good, quickly find the medicine! If we’re any later he might succumb to cardiac failure" Li Baoshi shouted.

"You guys, come help! Damn, why did we have to run into this!" Zabulwa didn’t expect the old man’s struggles to be so powerful, so he called others to help. Those originally guarding the perimeter came over quickly, with seven or eight people surrounding Feng Gang in seconds, leaving only two to watch over the rest.

"No matter what happens next, you must not look my way, keep your expressions natural, and don’t make any unnecessary moves! Trust me,"

Song Yun said softly to the couple of people crouched beside him.

They glanced at Song Yun in surprise, yet seeing his confident and persuasive look, they nodded unconsciously and turned their gaze forward.

The two guards swept their gazes repeatedly over everyone.

Their range of view was quite limited, unable to cover everyone, allowing Song Yun’s body to gradually relax.

In the instant their gaze left him, Song Yun suddenly pushed off the ground with his foot. The floor made a slight thudding sound as Song Yun flew toward the corner.

The two guards looked over at the sound but saw nothing out of the ordinary, thinking it might be Feng Gang struggling, they didn’t pay much attention.

Song Yun had already used the Song Family’s movement technique in the blink after launching himself, and as people next to him saw Song Yun take off, having been advised by him, all those people suppressed their curiosity and didn’t turn their heads to look.

Song Yun quickly braced his hand against the ground, thrusting himself, instantly clearing the five-meter distance and hiding in the corner.