Even my parents didn't think to help me investigate.

"Based on the current clues, it was done by thugs from a gang in the suburbs of Beijing. That gang often takes money to do these kinds of things for people. I'm taking some men to find their leader and get to the bottom of this!"

Suburbs of Beijing... a community group?

I haven't heard of it, but I am familiar with organizations of this type.

Fu Yanshen used to come from this kind of background.

Fighting and killing, guarding someone's place, or taking money to do shady things for someone.

When they fight, their main trait is that they are not afraid to die.

"Ji Yan, I'll go with you too." I said, already getting out of bed.

I'm afraid Ji Yan will get into a conflict with them; a young master like him is no match for those people.

"Sheng Qiaoqiao, you better rest and get some rest. What are you doing getting involved in this mess? I'll bring that person back to you later!"

Judging from his tone, I was even more determined to follow him.

After a long struggle, Ji Yan couldn't resist my insistence and had to agree.

When I left the ward, I made a scene and threatened the bodyguards at the door again. They were afraid that I would suffer another concussion, so they had no choice but to let me through and followed me closely.

When I left the hospital, Ji Yan was already waiting for me.

Ignoring the bodyguard's advice, I got into his car and drove straight to the outskirts of Beijing.

This organization was located in an abandoned factory on the outskirts of Beijing. We drove a dozen or so cars into the factory gate one after another and surrounded the warehouse.

More than a dozen G-Class vehicles had their engines running, and their xenon headlights illuminated the area around the factory as bright as day.

The warehouse's iron gate was pulled open, and dozens of people walked out, each with a baseball bat slung over their shoulder, walking towards us against the light.

"The one in the lead is their leader, Fu Ren."

Ji Yan, with his hands in his pockets, glanced at the group of people walking towards us, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips, and said indifferently.

I followed his gaze and felt a chill run down my spine when I saw the young man at the head of the group.

I've seen this person before.