Chapter 57 Four streets in the east, west, south, north, ask around and find out who's the father.
Fang Ke went to the entrance of Ledao KTV as agreed, and sure enough, it was very strange. There were very few pedestrians on the huge commercial street.
The situation at Ledao KTV is even stranger. Last time I came, I could still see handsome young men greeting guests, but today there wasn't a single one.
The gate was wide open, dark and empty, and the inside was completely dark with no lights on.
Fang Ke looked at it for three seconds and was about to turn around and leave when suddenly several burly men in black suits rushed out and dragged her onto a container truck.
Only when it arrives can one truly feel at ease.
Car accident, kidnapping, drugging – the three essential elements of a domineering CEO romance novel forced into action. Here he comes!
Fang Ke didn't resist much and was taken to the car by them. These people had very deep and cold voices, sounding like ruthless butchers who had slaughtered pigs for ten years.
"Miss Fang, don't be nervous. As long as you stay still, we won't hurt you," the leader said.
Fang Ke said, "Okay, I'm not nervous. Could you please take off my hood first? I'm afraid of the dark."
Seeing that she was a weak woman who couldn't even kill a chicken, the group quickly agreed to remove her hood.
Once her eyes adjusted to the light from the container, she could see that the people in front of her were all dressed in the same uniform and wearing black masks. No wonder they agreed to remove her hood.
With her hands tied behind her back, Fang Ke moved slightly to feel the resistance of the nylon rope.
She lowered her eyes and said, "What do you mean by this, Mr. Cheng? I'm here to repay the money."
The leader chuckled, "It wasn't Boss Cheng who invited you to be a guest."
"Oh, so you call 'kidnapping' 'please'?"
Because the other person was wearing a hat and a black mask that covered most of his face, it was impossible to tell the difference between them from a distance. Only his cold and bloodthirsty eyes could be seen.
The other party was equally brazen, saying, "If Miss Fang cooperates, then please. If she doesn't cooperate, then it's exactly what you mean."
Fang Ke nodded. "Then it seems I need to ask you who kidnapped me, who you're taking me to see, and who you are. You won't tell me a single word, will you?"
The other person was amused by her naiveté, "Miss Fang is very self-aware..."
Before Ming could finish speaking, Fang Ke raised his leg and delivered a spinning back kick. The force of the kick was like a basketball traveling at 200 kilometers per hour, slamming straight into the man's head.
Bang!
The arrogant guy was kicked into the container wall by her, and a man's human form bulged out of the wall.
...
"Hold."
Fang Ke spotted the man who was about to reach into his pocket and kicked him in the hand. The man screamed in pain as his hand was broken and the things in his arms fell out.
"It really is a dangerous weapon," Fang Ke said dismissively, kicking the pistol away. "Useless. You can't even beat a woman, and you still have to pull out a weapon."
Everyone else was enraged and extremely shocked, so much so that they initially forgot to take action.
What's wrong with this woman?
Is this the level of combat power a woman can possess?
The intelligence didn't say she was a down-on-her-luck, useless rich girl who couldn't lift a finger or carry anything, just an ordinary woman. This guy's fighting ability is comparable to that of a special forces soldier.
Fang Ke stepped on one person's face, then jumped and kicked the other person in mid-air, sending both of them sprawling to the ground.
She landed gracefully with a somersault, and said to the group of professional thugs lying haphazardly on the ground, "Thank you for the favor."
After all, she really did win the national Sanda championship.
Fang Ke lifted her skirt with one foot and, to everyone's astonishment, kicked out a fruit knife, catching it with her hand.
Then she easily cut the ropes binding her.
"…………"
What did they just see? This woman's thighs were covered with a dense array of weapons?
What exactly does she do?
Who exactly is involved in organized crime?
These men were also seasoned veterans; even though they had been knocked down, they would still seize any opportunity to retaliate. Seeing her momentary distraction, one of them immediately grabbed a hidden gun.
Damn it, no matter how fast a fist is, can it outrun a bullet?
Times have changed!
Fang Ke crouched down, pulled out the stun gun, and stabbed the man in the neck. The man convulsed violently, foamed at the mouth, and fainted.
Everyone: "…………"
There's a ghost!
Fang Ke tapped his face with the stun gun. "Brother, times have definitely changed."
Not knowing how many weapons they had hidden, Fang Ke went over to them one by one and used a knife to cut open their suits, shirts, and trousers, not even sparing their shoes.
Five minutes later, these cold-faced thugs were all kneeling on the floor, their faces ashen, wearing only masks and... underwear.
Damn it! A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!
Fang Ke looked around at the group. Besides being trained in martial arts and having great physiques, the most eye-catching thing about them was that each of them had the character "墨" (mo, meaning ink) tattooed on the inside of their arms.
It seems there's no need to say more about who sent them.
Little B had been monitoring the vehicle's driving map the whole time, and only now was the situation finally settled. It breathed a sigh of relief, but was once again shocked by Fang Ke's combat prowess.
“Host, I’ve noticed this car is heading towards the port. Judging from its appearance, it’s not taking you to see that person, but rather to take you out to sea.”
Fang Ke's cold gaze swept over the people on the ground. "Heh, you guys are involved in human trafficking, aren't you? Are you planning to send me to Cambodia, Laos, Myanmar, or Indonesia?"
The group kneeling on the ground: "..."
After a long pause, the arrogant leader finally said, "We were just following orders from above..."
Fang used a stun gun to lift his head and suddenly ripped off his mask.
man:"…………"
Fang Ke laughed and said, "You're quite handsome, it would be a shame to kill you. What's your name?"
Man: "...Jun Yue".
Fang Ke: "Okay, from now on you'll be my little brother."
man:"?"
Fang Ke looked around at the group and said, "You've failed your mission today. If you go back like this, I don't need to tell you what will happen to you, do I?"
The crowd exchanged bewildered glances. Jun Yue's handsome brows furrowed; he knew Fang Ke was telling the truth.
The Mo Sect never takes back defeated opponents.
If they go back, they will only face severe punishment.
Jun Yue pursed his thin lips, as if to ask Fang Ke what he meant.
Fang Ke's phone rang, and she made a shushing gesture. Everyone was intimidated by her imposing presence and held their breath.
When Fang Ke answered the phone, her voice suddenly sounded like that of a cheerful female student.
"Senior, why are you calling someone?"
A group of people kneeling at her feet: "…………?"
"Oh, don't worry. I'll be talking to President Cui about the endorsement the day after tomorrow. I've got the time in mind, I definitely won't be late."
"Okay, then I'll treat you to a meal another day. I'll definitely thank you properly."
"Thank you so much, senior! You're the best! Bye-bye, senior~"
After hanging up the phone, Fang Ke's expression instantly returned to its coldness as she said, "Your ID cards are all on you, right?"
A group of men with abs nodded dumbly.
How many personalities does this woman have?
"Okay, get off at the service station in a bit. Find a place to hide and wait for me. I'll give you my contact information. I'll still need to interview you afterwards. I won't hire anyone with a criminal record."
The group shook their heads in unison. At most, they bullied men and women, but they had never done anything to kill anyone... Besides, the Mo Clan members also had their dignity.
Fang Ke talked to Xiao B and learned that there was still some time before reaching the next service station.
So I squatted down and had a good chat with these people.
"I have some money on hand right now, and I want to invest in starting an MCN company. You guys can join me."
"M...M what?"
"Influencer economy company".
Everyone was even more dumbfounded, "...Internet celebrity? Who would do that?"
Fang Ke chuckled and spread his hands, "Everyone here."
"???"
A group of professional thugs, going to become internet celebrities?
I can't take this anymore! This time, I truly would rather die than be humiliated!
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