Yang Hao put down his cell phone, hesitated for a moment, and dialed Butterfly directly.
"Xi Feifei was kidnapped."
Butterfly was shocked: "What's going on? Why at this time?"
Yang Hao frowned and said, "I find it strange too. I suspect that Li Baiyu was the instigator of this matter."
Butterfly obviously had the same idea: "What do the other parties want?"
"Let me go to the place designated by them alone. If a second person appears, I will kill Xi Feifei."
Butterfly was also in a dilemma: "Then what are you going to do? If Li Baiyu instigated this matter, what would he do? Do you want Xi Feifei to threaten you to lose the match with him tomorrow?"
Yang Hao shook his head in distress: "It shouldn't happen. If this kind of thing is found out, he will be severely punished. Even if he beats me, it will be useless."
Butterfly thought about it and felt that what Yang Hao said made sense. Although using hostages to force Yang Hao to admit defeat was a very effective method, it was indeed not very practical.
"Prepare some things for me. Although I can only go alone, you can help me monitor and take action at any time to ensure Xi Feifei's safety."
Butterfly agreed: "Well, leave it to me. I will find a few people and be ready to rescue people at any time."
Yang Hao went out, drove the car, went to Butterfly's place and got a set of equipment, and installed a bug and a camera on himself. Although Butterfly did not follow Yang Hao, he could understand everything that happened around Yang Hao.
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Yang Hao did not bring a gun, but prepared more than a dozen small throwing knives. These small throwing knives were only the size of a thumb, flat and sharp. Each small throwing knife was only about three centimeters. Yang Hao tied it around his waist.
A leather sheath holds these small flying knives inside, so you can get them with your hands.
He believed that if he brought a gun, the other party would never give him a chance to use it, so he simply didn't bring it. Now that Yang Hao has successfully cultivated his inner energy, this small flying knife flew out under the pressure of his inner energy.
But it's much bigger than a bullet.
Yang Hao made another phone call to the Dragon King to tell him about the matter. After all, he didn't know what kind of danger he would encounter when he went there. He needed to give the Dragon King a warning in advance, just in case.
After the Dragon King learned about this, he was extremely angry, but there was nothing he could do to assess the safety of the hostage Xi Feifei.
Everything still depends on Yang Hao.
Yang Hao drove his car and arrived at the address mentioned in the text message alone at the agreed time.
This was a dilapidated small factory located in a remote suburb of the city. When Yang Hao got out of the car, he saw a man in his thirties walking over from the factory. He first carefully inspected Yang Hao's car and the company's equipment.
Whether there was anyone else, they even checked the chassis, and then walked over and stood in front of Yang Hao.
"Are you armed?"
Yang Hao raised his hand and motioned for the other party to search casually: "If I come with a gun, will you let me bring it in?"
The man came up and searched around, but did not find the pistol. The leather holster Yang Hao wore around his waist was originally very thin, and because he wore a thick sweater in the winter, the other man did not notice what was under the sweater.
Strange.
"go in."
Yang Hao looked at the man for a few times, squinted slightly, but did not rush in. Instead, he stopped and asked, "Are you kidnapping Xi Feifei to deal with me?"
The man sneered: "Humph, it's just that some people are unhappy with you and want us to teach you a lesson. Xi Feifei is just a prop to force you to come over. Don't worry, as long as you cooperate enough, she won't be harmed in any way."
"Teach me a lesson?"
Yang Hao stared at the man coldly: "In order to teach me a lesson, you actually kidnapped a big star. You are very brave."
The man sneered and said: "I know that you and Xi Feifei are friends, and they are very good friends, so if you want Xi Feifei to live, you have to be honest and be naughty, otherwise, I will not guarantee her safety."
Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and followed the man towards the factory. When he walked into the gate, Yang Hao saw several men. Some of these men were Chinese and some were Westerners. They were all lean and lean with cold eyes.
He is fierce and does not seem to be a good person.
Some of these people had pistols on their waists, and some were waving daggers in their hands. Everyone looked at Yang Hao with eyes full of hostility and provocation.
Yang Hao glanced around the small factory building and did not find Xi Feifei's figure. He turned his head and asked, "Where is Xi Feifei?"
The man who led Yang Hao in sneered and said, "Wait, don't worry, I'll be out soon."
He clapped his hands, and the door of a room next to him opened. A man pushed a swivel chair and walked out. Xi Feifei was sitting on the swivel chair, her mouth was sealed with tape, and her hands and feet were tied to the swivel chair.
, seeing Yang Hao standing in the room, Xi Feifei's eyes widened suddenly, she made a whining sound in her mouth, and her body twisted, looking very excited.
Yang Hao did not move, because the man pushing the swivel chair had a pistol in his other hand, and the pistol was pointed at Xi Feifei. As long as he gently pulled the trigger, Xi Feifei would be destroyed.
"I'm here, what do you want to do, draw a line out of the way?"
Yang Hao pressed his hand towards Xi Feifei, telling her not to panic, then turned around and asked the man leading the way in a deep voice.
The man laughed: "Didn't I just say that you are too arrogant, so someone asked us to teach you a lesson. Now, let's play a game."
Yang Hao stared at the man coldly, said nothing, just waited quietly.
The man hooked his fingers at a strong, tall white man behind him. The tall white man walked over, stood in front of Yang Hao, clenched his fist suddenly, and hit Yang Hao directly in the stomach.
Yang Hao shifted his body, made a backhand kick, and already pinched the man's wrist. Just as he was about to exert force, the man's voice suddenly sounded: "If you fight back once, we will cut her on the face."
Yang Hao frowned. He seemed to understand that the person in front of him wanted to play with him and fix himself. As for whether he would kill him in the end, that was still unknown.
Yang Hao slowly let go of the tall white man's wrist, and the tall white man punched Yang Hao in the stomach with his backhand, knocking Yang Hao back several steps, and his face turned pale.
The man who spoke had a bit of surprise on his face. He knew how powerful this white man's punch was, but when the punch hit Yang Hao, it only made Yang Hao's face turn slightly pale.
You know, in his estimation, this punch can at least knock Yang Hao to his knees. After all, the stomach is a very vulnerable position.
But he didn't know that Yang Hao's punch actually didn't hurt him, and even the pale expression on his face was just an act.
The moment the opponent's fist was about to land on his stomach, Yang Hao's inner energy had already condensed on his stomach. This punch hit it, and Yang Hao didn't receive any damage at all!
PS: I was delayed because of something today. Sorry, I will try to update three times tomorrow. (To be continued)