Tony had been informed of Qi Yifeng's location a few days ago, so it was impossible for them to fail to take action.
Their brother, who has been on the run for many years, is a threat to them and should be eliminated quickly.
Deng Liang shook his head, also puzzled: "No, their people are just monitoring him. Qi Yifeng should also know that they are coming. He has sent many people to guard outside the community. If there is a fight, I'm afraid Tony and the others may not win.
, I wonder if they are waiting for support?"
Because they hadn't seen each other for many years, they didn't know the details of Qi Yifeng, so they didn't bring many people with them when they came from the United States.
He probably didn't expect Qi Yifeng to have such great power in the country, so he was stuck.
"It's impossible. It's been three days, and support from no matter how far away has arrived. Besides, I told Tony that he can come to me for help at any time, so why should he choose to go far away?"
"Don't you want to make the family scandal public?"
"There is a possibility of this." Yan Mubei frowned and thought again and again: "Let's check other people, including Shangguan Zhendong and Shangguan Xiong. I want to know their recent whereabouts."
"Yes, Mr. Yan." Deng Liang turned and left.
Just as Yan Mubei lowered his head in thought, the woman lying on the bed woke up and asked, "What time is it now?"
The man woke up with a start, raised his eyes to look at her, and saw that her face was obviously thinner, her eyes were red, and she was staring at the ceiling dully.
He reached out to hold her right hand, put it to his lips and kissed her softly: "It's still early, please sleep more."
"No, you know what I'm asking." She turned her face to look at him, and her pitiful look made him heartbroken.
Yan Mubei sighed softly: "Well, today is the third day, and there should be news later..."
Three days ago, there was a date scheduled for today, and the kidnappers mentioned that they would contact them again.
Every minute that passes now is torture. Are the children alive or dead?
Lin Qianqian's eyes were red, and she pursed her lips to resist the urge to cry.
She knew crying wouldn't solve the problem, but she just couldn't help but be afraid.
At this moment, Deng Liang walked in again, holding a mobile phone in his hand and saying nervously: "The kidnapper's phone number."
Yan Mubei looked at him, then reached out to take the phone.
Suddenly Lin Qianqian rushed forward and grabbed it, answering: "Hello? I am the child's mother. We have prepared the money. Please don't hurt them."
Yan Mubei couldn't help but snatched the phone back, hugged her into his arms, and listened to the phone with his ear.
I heard the voice of a voice changer coming from the other side of the phone: "The child is fine. Assuming you knew the current situation and didn't call the police, you can bring the money to Hongye Villa in an hour."
After saying that, the phone was covered.
"Hey, hey, hey?" Lin Qianqian burst into tears and cried: "My child, please let me say a few words to my child, my God, please..."
Children are a pain in the mother's heart. No matter how strong and determined a person is, there will be times when he loses control.
Lin Qianqian, who had been up for three days, was looking forward to this day, hoping to know whether the child was safe at this time.
But I never expected that the other party would hang up after just saying one sentence.
"Qianqian..." She cried, and Yan Mubei's heart throbbed.
"He, he wants us to bring money to Hongye Villa." Lin Qianqian ignored the tears on her face, clutched the man's clothes, and said eagerly: "Quick, let's go quickly."