Lin Song urgently reported to the headquarters and described the relevant situation. It is estimated that the mercenary king Hilton has infiltrated the country and is waiting for an opportunity to seek revenge on the Sword Team.

However, the main leaders of the headquarters were not there. The person who answered the phone was a small staff officer who had conflicts with Lin Song. He mocked Lin Song for his cowardly and an elite special forces soldier in China. He was actually scared by a mercenary.

Lin Song knew that he couldn't tell anything, so he hung up the phone in anger.

"Are you Qin Xue's boyfriend?"

As soon as Lin Song hung up the phone, a mysterious man appeared in front of him and said Qin Xue's name.

This surprised Lin Song, and a very bad premonition made Lin Song feel inexplicably nervous.

Never be bad news. Lin Song didn't notice that his clenched fists made a crisp sound like bean-like sound. His nails had already penetrated deep into the flesh and blood oozed out.

The mysterious man's dark brown eyes stared at Lin Song's abnormal behavior, but his face was neither happy nor sad, and he could not see any emotional fluctuations, giving people a deep impression of cunning.

"Who are you, how do you know Qin Xue?"

For Lin Song, as soon as Qin Xue is involved, his IQ will become zero, just like an idiot.

It was indeed a love species, and the mysterious man thought in his heart.

"So you are Lin Song?"

The mysterious man did not answer Lin Song's question as soon as possible, but instead proceeded at his own pace, as if he was intentional to introduce Lin Song into the routine he designed.

However, Lin Song did not seem to have noticed this problem. In Lin Song's heart, Qin Xue was the only one left.

"Yes, I'm Lin Song."

When Lin Song just replied that he was Lin Song, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly started to scream. He subconsciously looked through the series of encrypted numbers on it, which made Lin Song feel shocked.

This is the secret number of Qin Xue's troops. It appears in this form of encryption to the outside world. If outsiders think it is garbled, but Lin Song has experience and can tell at a glance that it is a call from the Dragon Warrior Training Camp.

"Hey, I'm Lin Song."

Lin Song couldn't wait to answer the phone, and even forgot about the existence of the mysterious man, and started talking directly in front of him.

"Lin Song, did Qin Xue find you?"

The majestic voice of a military officer came from the other end of the phone, full of energy, and he heard that he was a martial arts master.

"Qin Xue?"

When Lin Song heard that it was Qin Xue's news, he couldn't help but sweat frequently. What was wrong with it? When did Qin Xue find him?

"Yes, Qin Xue, she has been away from the base for three days and should have found you long ago. If you see someone, please tell Qin Xue and ask her to return to the team immediately. There is a task to be carried out."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Song was stunned. Even Qin Xue's boss couldn't find her. What would happen to her? Even if she could think of it with her toes, something must have happened.

“Hey hey.”

Lin Song wanted to continue saying something, but there was already a busy voice on the other end. Lin Song lowered his arms listlessly, and seemed to be stunned on the spot, as if he was struck by lightning.

"Brother, this is what I am about to talk to you about, Qin Xue is in the hands of this person."

The mysterious man said as he placed a photo in Lin Song's hand. In the photo, Qin Xue was tied up and sat on a shabby chair, her mouth was sealed with tape, her eyes seemed to be quite energetic, and the lethality she ejaculated perfectly showed Qin Xue's unyielding and stubborn personality.

"Xue'er?"

The moment Lin Song saw Qin Xue, his spirit had a sign of being destroyed, and his whole body's energy suddenly became filled, like a deflated ball.

"Oh, by the way, brother, the guy who asked me to send you a message gave me a call."

The mysterious man said as he took out a mobile phone from his pocket. It was an old recycling mobile phone from a few years ago. He could only make phone calls without smart functions.

"Who are you?"

Lin Song, whose eyes were covered with blood, finally began to face the mysterious man in front of him, and asked in a low voice, like an angry lion.

"Brother, it doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that your sweetheart is very dangerous and needs your comfort."

The mysterious man smiled faintly, not as if he was worried that he would be taken down by Lin Song as a hostage, because Qin Xue was enough to restrain Lin Song's heart. Lin Song is now mentally confused and does not pose any threat at all.

"Where is Qin Xue, tell me."

Lin Song grabbed the mysterious man's shoulder with a hand. The huge grip of five fingers was enough to crush a piece of brick to move, but the guy in front of him felt painless, which shows that he was also a trainer.

"Brother, I'm just an errand. For specific things, this phone call will contact you. If it's okay, I'll leave."

The mysterious man with brown hair gently patted Lin Song's shoulder, indicating that he should not be distracted, and that there are important things that need him to come forward.

Threat is definitely a threat. Qin Xue is used to ensure his personal safety. Lin Song knows very well that if he makes mistakes, Qin Xue will never have a good result.

"When will he call me?"

Lin Song said angrily with scarlet eyes.

"When it's time to come, it will come, of course it depends mainly on your performance."

The mysterious man calmly patted the dust on his shoes, as if he was hinting that Lin Song was about to leave.

Lin Song knew that he had encountered a tough guy this time, so they kidnapped Qin Xue and had to let the mysterious man go.

Qin Xue must have come out of the Dragon Warrior Training Camp to see him, but after hearing about Uncle A, he went to Uncle A's tomb to pay tribute, but unexpectedly he was kidnapped by Hilton.

All of this seems to explain the past. Hilton's hijacking Qin Xue was just a coincidence, and no one could predict it.

When he looked at the mysterious man's back drowning in the bustling crowd, the old mobile phone in Lin Song's hand finally began to shake.

"Hey hey hey, I'm Lin Song."

Lin Song opened the phone case and heard the sound on the other end of the phone.

"Don't come here, it's dangerous..."

"Damn it, stinking, block her mouth."

"No one is allowed to touch her now, hahaha, Lin Song, have you heard it? I can only guarantee you twenty-four hours. After this protection period, I can't do anything about your girl's innocence, hahaha..."

Damn it, why did he hang up the phone without saying anything? Lin Song had greeted the grass mud horse ten thousand times in his heart, but he was helpless.

The guy on the other side of the phone seemed to be deliberately trying to use time to smooth out his violent emotions. What Lin Song could do was tolerate, even though Lin Song was suffering in a pan of oil.
Chapter completed!