Ye Zihao and the others were still resting in the hotel, but at this time, Yang Ruobing's phone suddenly rang. The caller turned out to be Sister Hua.
At this time, Yang Ruobing woke up a lot. Then she answered the phone and asked, "Sister Hua! I called you early in the morning. Is there anything wrong?"
"Tell Ye Zihao to answer the phone!"
On the other end of the phone, a strange man's voice came.
"You...who are you?"
Suddenly, Yang Ruobing woke up from her sleepiness, and then asked warily.
"I'll say it again! Ask Ye Zihao to answer the phone!"
At this time, the person on the phone became more gloomy.
Yang Ruobing knew the seriousness of the matter, and immediately woke up Ye Zihao and said, "Ye Zihao! I suspect Sister Hua has been kidnapped!"
"etc?"
"Sister Hua was kidnapped?"
Suddenly, Ye Zihao suddenly woke up from his sleepiness.
At this time, Yang Ruobing pointed to the phone and said: "The kidnapper asked you to listen to the phone!"
"good!"
Ye Zihao frowned, then took the phone and answered the call.
"Hello? Who are you?" Ye Zihao asked with a wary look on his face.
"It doesn't matter who I am! What matters is that your friends are in my hands!"
There was a spooky and strange voice on the other end of the phone.
"Don't mess around! If there is anything wrong with Sister Hua! I will never let you go!" Ye Zihao warned coldly.
"Don't scare me! It's useless! At 10 o'clock tonight, that abandoned factory in the suburbs of Huaixi!! I'll wait for you!"
Say it!
The man hung up the phone.
"Hello? Hey... damn!"
Ye Zihao still wanted to talk, but found that the other party had hung up the phone. At this time, he felt quite unhappy.
At this time, Yang Ruobing on the side asked: "Ye Zihao! What did that person say?"
"He said we would meet at the abandoned factory in the suburbs of Huaixi at 10 o'clock tonight!" Ye Zihao said calmly.
"Now that we know the place, do we need to call the police?" Yang Ruobing suggested and asked.
"No need to call the police!"
"The other party caught Sister Hua just to lure me over! I believe that the other party will not do any harm to Sister Hua!"
Ye Zihao shook his head and began to analyze.
"Then who do you think lured you there on purpose?" Yang Ruobing asked in surprise.
"What do you think?" Ye Zihao smiled slightly, as if he already knew who it was.
Yang Ruobing was shocked, and then said: "Could it be...the Wolf King of the Northwest?"
"Yes!! He started to fall out today!"
Ye Zihao said something very meaningful.
…
Time flies by so fast, and in a blink of an eye, it’s past 10 p.m. again!
Ye Zihao rented a car and drove to his destination...the gate of the abandoned factory.
At this time, I saw that the abandoned factory was completely dark. Looking from the outside, it looked very eerie and terrifying.
Soon, Ye Zihao got out of the car and sneaked into the factory with great vigilance.
In the factory, the light was dim. With the help of the faint moonlight, Ye Zihao saw that only dilapidated buildings and some abandoned tables and chairs were left inside. However, Ye Zihao did not notice the figure of Sister Hua.
Where are people?
Ye Zihao frowned, and then he entered very vigilantly.
As soon as he entered the factory, the lights inside suddenly turned on.
"Click!"
The dazzling lights looked particularly dazzling.
As soon as the light came on, everything inside suddenly became clear.
At this time, a group of killers rushed out from the corner. They were holding extremely sharp machetes in their hands, and they were all fierce. The leader was a tall man with dark skin and a scar on his face.
"Yi Zihao! You are finally here!"
The scarred man said coldly, with a cold murderous aura emanating from his brows.
"Who are you?" Ye Zihao asked warily.
Wild Wolf grinned and sneered, and responded, "Wild Wolf!! The adopted son of the Wolf King of the Northwest!"
"What about Sister Hua?" Ye Zihao frowned and asked.
"That woman is fine! I just want to lure you here! I won't hurt that woman! You can rest assured!"
The wild wolf said calmly.
"In that case! Then I will spare your life!" Ye Zihao said coldly with a gloomy expression.
"Hmph! Ye Zihao, don't you understand the situation now? Do you really think that you alone can challenge all of us?"
The wild wolf sneered disdainfully and said sarcastically.
"If you haven't tried it! How do you know if it works?" Ye Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly and said coldly.
"In that case! Then I want to see if you can do it...or not! Come on, kill him!"
The wild wolf ordered coldly.
"Yes! Boss!"
Everyone nodded, and then, holding machetes in hand, they suddenly surrounded Ye Zihao.
At this time, Ye Zihao looked cold and stared at the people around him coldly.
"You brat! I advise you to just surrender! You are no match for us!"
"Yes! Surrender quickly! Otherwise, I will chop you to death!"
"Surrender quickly!"
…
Seeing these killers, they were angry and threatening.
At this time, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Ye Zihao's mouth, and he said lightly: "Originally, I didn't want to use Po Yue, but you are so arrogant! You forced me to do everything!"
After that, Ye Zihao took out a sharp dagger from his body... Po Yue!
"Damn it! What's the broken moon? I think it's just a broken knife!"
Someone cursed unhappily.
Then, perhaps wanting to take credit, he rushed forward first.
"You bastard! Let me cut off your broken knife!"
After that, the man raised his sharp machete high and slashed at Ye Zihao with murderous intent. A cold blade of light flashed through the air, heading straight towards Ye Zihao.
"Hmph! With your machete, you can cut off my broken moon? How outrageous!"
Ye Zihao snorted coldly, then held Po Yue and swung the machete with all his strength.
"Bang!"
Seeing that the killer's machete was cut in half by Ye Zihao with Po Yue, and the two parts were severed on the spot.
"What?"
In an instant, the killer was shocked. He never expected that his machete would be cut off with a dagger.
Cutting iron like clay?
Suddenly, a thought flashed through the killer's mind, and he stared at the broken moon in Ye Hao's hand in shock.
At this time, Ye Zihao said coldly to him, "Now, do you still dare to say that this is a broken knife?"
"Damn it! It's just a broken knife! A bad knife!" The killer cursed unwillingly.
"Yeah?"
Ye Zihao smiled coldly, and then in the next second, he suddenly took action. He used a broken knife and swung it hard at the killer's arm.
"Whoosh!"
The cold light flashed past and cut off the killer's entire arm.
"Ah...ah! Ah!"
In an instant, the killer screamed at the top of his lungs, blood splashed out, scattered all over the ground, and dyed the ground red.
At this time, Ye Zihao said coldly: "Do you still think it is a bad knife?"