Xiao Fan quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Then he took out his laptop, entered a number, and two minutes later, the phone number was located in a warehouse to the northwest.
"Ninth Master, I've found them. They're in a derelict warehouse to the northwest."
Mu Jiuchen said grimly, "Call our people immediately to rescue them. We'll go there first. And call the police."
He couldn't let these people get away with it after all his hard work.
Xiao Fan first called the police, then he called their people to rush to the location.
After everything was done, Xiao Fan set up the navigation and drove towards the destination.
Inside the abandoned warehouse, the strong smell of gasoline made breathing difficult.
Rong Yin and Li Yanheng's faces were ashen.
The captors had placed them inside a large, square iron cage several meters high. Apart from rusted metal sheets, there were no points of support to climb out.
As the footsteps outside faded, the two breathed a sigh of relief.
They looked at each other, neither speaking.
They had tried many methods but could not climb out. Without leverage, if they couldn't escape, they could only wait for death.
Li Yanheng couldn't help but complain, "Every time I follow you, I get into trouble."
Rong Yin let out a cold, sarcastic laugh. "Did I hear that right? Weren't those people clearly here for you?"
Li Yanheng's expression changed. Recalling what happened in the parking lot last time, he was puzzled. He had dealt with the issue before, so why were people still chasing him?
Last night, his father had called him, saying that the Li family's matters had been handled and that he should return in the next few days.
How could this be?
He would not return until he found his elder brother.
Li Yanheng was rendered speechless. This time, he had no idea who was targeting him.
"Alas! This is truly exasperating. I hope Mu Jiuchen will come to our rescue, considering our acquaintanceship."
Li Yanheng was now pinning all his hopes on Rong Yin.
Fortunately, he had prepared a watch phone for emergencies. His mother had told him to carry it just in case, and now it had proven its worth.
Rong Yin sneered, "You're probably overthinking it. You've barely met them, so what kind of relationship is that? Mu Jiuchen is cold and heartless; he won't come to save us.
But I would rather die than let my elder brother take any risks. He had a lonely childhood; I don't want him to face such danger."
Li Yanheng: "..." That's why he had no choice but to call Mu Jiuchen.
Neither of them spoke, and time ticked by.
After about twenty minutes, they heard footsteps again.
Both immediately became alert.
Rong Yin glanced at Li Yanheng and whispered, "This time, ask them who they are and why they captured you. At least we'll die with knowledge."
Li Yanheng nodded, indicating he understood. He also wanted to know who had captured them.
"Li Yanheng, call your father and tell him to hand over 50% of the Li Group's shares to me, or I'll burn you to death." The voice from outside was hoarse and unpleasant, deliberately disguised by a voice changer.
Li Yanheng was stunned. The tone of the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had heard it.
He murmured, "The tone is a bit similar, but I can't remember who it is."
Rong Yin glared at him. "You idiot, do you think I'd know if you asked me? Hurry up and smash your head against the wall – no, the iron! You'll remember after you hit it."
Li Yanheng: "..."
"Li Yanheng, did you hear what I said? I'm only giving you one chance. Call your father now."
A hint of confusion flashed in Li Yanheng's eyes. Who was this person?
He sneered, "You have a huge appetite. If I give you 50% of the shares, you're taking over the entire Li Group."
"Hmph! You're right, I want the Li Group. Are you going to make the call or not?" the man's voice was aggressive.
A cold light spread across Li Yanheng's delicate face, his stubbornness rooted deep within his bones, unmovable by any force.
"No, just burn me to death. At least I won't be alone if you die with me," he quickly refused.
Rong Yin was taken aback and exclaimed angrily, "But I don't want to die with you! It doesn't matter if you die, but if I die, the world will lose a genius."
Li Yanheng: "..."
"Light the fire," came the furious, husky command.
Li Yanheng and Rong Yin were both startled. Fire and water were merciless, and a fiery death would be too gruesome. He didn't want to turn into charcoal.
"Hurry up and make the call, at least stall until Mu Jiuchen arrives!" Rong Yin poked Li Yanheng's backside with his finger.
Li Yanheng flinched, rolling his eyes at Rong Yin. "Why are you so perverted?"
Rong Yin glared at him indifferently. "Would poking you elsewhere be useful?"
As soon as Rong Yin finished speaking, there was a splash...
Choking gasoline drenched their bodies.
"Ah... ptooey..." Rong Yin was furious. These scoundrels intended to burn them to death here.
Splash!
They kept pouring gasoline on them.
From head to toe, their noses, mouths, and ears were overwhelmed.
"Li Yanheng, I'm asking you one last time. Are you going to call your father? If you don't call him, I'll still have a chance to get the Li Group. As soon as you die, your father and mother will be devastated, and the Li Group will still be mine."
Li Yanheng couldn't clearly hear the threatening voice. He was extremely uncomfortable all over, his skin itching, his vision darkening.
He... he was allergic to gasoline.
Li Yanheng felt certain he was going to die this time!
"Li Yanheng, did you hear me?" The person outside, not hearing Li Yanheng's voice, asked again in anger.
"Cough cough..." Li Yanheng coughed a few times, and his body slumped onto Rong Yin.
The disheveled Rong Yin pushed him away, the foul smell of gasoline making him nauseous.
Before he could vomit, Li Yanheng collapsed heavily onto him.
He was stunned, then sat up holding him, patting his face hard. "Hey, hey, hey, what's wrong? Don't die on me. What will I do if you die?"
However, Li Yanheng showed no reaction.
Rong Yin patted his face again. "Li Yanheng, wake up. If you die, no one will drink with me anymore."
Rong Yin looked at the rapidly reddening skin and blistering on his face and instantly understood his gasoline allergy.
He shouted towards the outside, "Let us out! You want money, don't you? I'm so poor I only have money left. I'll give you money, just let us go. If you don't let us go, someone will really die. Li Yanheng is allergic to gasoline and has already fainted."
At this critical moment, Rong Yin couldn't bear to abandon Li Yanheng.
He nervously held Li Yanheng, shaking his body occasionally.
Gasoline was extremely damaging to the skin, and he started to feel a stinging sensation all over his body.
"Hmph! It's even better if he dies; it saves me a lot of trouble. Light the fire."
The hoarse voice gave the order.
Rong Yin quickly began to take off Li Yanheng's clothes.
He had only managed to undo half of it when he heard a loud bang from outside.