Chapter Thirty-Five: Not even foreign countries are spared
Chapter Thirty-Five: Not even foreign countries are spared
Chapter Thirty-Five: Not even foreign countries are spared
"Hehe, do I need to teach Mr. Xia this?"
Zhou Ran laughed out loud, her tone full of sarcasm at Xiahou Nan for asking a question she already knew the answer to.
Xiahou Nan calmed himself down, his eyes deep and dangerous, filled with a strong killing intent.
"I know, I will check as soon as possible."
"Yes, let me know if you have any news. Also, I've taken over the people your son brought. After all, I'm just a student who can't even kill a chicken right now."
Xiahou Nan thought to himself, "You're so weak you can't even kill a chicken? The person you killed would have to jump out of their coffin."
Hou San was the one who collected the corpses for the Xia family back then; it was a peaceful matter.
Xia Chenggan described the scene at that time.
Despite having nothing, being chased, and being kidnapped, he still managed to kill one of the kidnappers.
He escaped and hid in the car unnoticed, even saving the third brother at a crucial moment.
All these things combined mean that, not only the Xia family, but the entire upper class, couldn't find a young man like him.
Xiahou Nan instructed his bodyguard to follow Zhou Nan's instructions over the phone before hanging up to investigate the clues.
The sooner we find the person behind this, the sooner we can rescue our son.
"Boss, what do we do next?"
Zhou Ran looked at the figure rushing towards her, her face full of stars, as if a tail was wagging wildly.
Zhou Ran pushed the person away a little. He still liked Xia Chengping, who had previously disliked him.
These days, idiots are so enthusiastic it's unbearable.
"You will follow my instructions."
"well."
Xia Chengping nodded happily.
Can you act?
"Um?"
Xia Chengping tilted his head in confusion. Him? Acting?
He nodded decisively; this wasn't a skill that Young Master Xia should possess.
"Useless trash, then listen to me."
Xia Chengping nodded; he was the most obedient.
Abroad, Xia Chengjun had just hung up the phone when someone rushed in.
"Second Young Master, something terrible has happened! Someone is causing trouble on our turf! Quite a few people have been injured."
Xia Chengjun leaned back on the calfskin sofa, showing no sign of anxiety.
Who did it?
“Our old rival, Hunter.”
Xia Chengjun nodded. "Understood."
"Then what about our venue?"
His subordinates anxiously pressed him for an answer, asking why their boss was so unhurried and not in a hurry at all.
If he were in China, someone would tell him how to describe the situation.
The emperor isn't worried, but the eunuchs are.
He's just a subordinate worrying about things that aren't his boss's business, worrying about nothing.
"What should we do? We're legitimate businessmen. Should we just call the police, take photos as evidence, and notify the insurance company to file a claim? What's the point of paying so much insurance every year?"
His subordinates were stunned for a long time before they reacted, not expecting Xia Chengjun to say such a thing.
"That's it? Didn't you say before that no one is allowed to shit on our heads?"
"Oh, he didn't poop, so he robbed me? Find a good lawyer, I'll sue him until he has to pay back his underwear."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Seeing Xia Chengjun glare at him, his subordinates quickly nodded and went to do it.
As Xia Chengjun watched the people walk by, he lowered his eyes and pondered. These people really have a long reach.
They've all set their sights on him; let's see if he doesn't chop off their hands.
This is abroad, not in China; it's a lawless place, so there are bound to be some regional characteristics.
"Xia Zhong".
"Yes, young master. Go and deliver some gifts. These white monkeys don't know pain until they get hit."
"Yes, young master."
Xia Zhong disappeared into the darkness, and Xia Chengjun summoned his men again to investigate the black market.
Xia Chengjun remained outwardly calm, while Henry, who was looking for trouble, threw down his pipe.
He was cursing and shouting under his breath.
"Damn you, you're such a cunning rat, hiding in your rat hole and refusing to come out. You're such a coward."
"How about we set up a few more venues for him? I bet he'll come out of there."
"It's no use. That yellow rat is very clever. It must have sensed something was wrong and hid. Did the people back home succeed?"
After his outburst of rage subsided, Henry, a longtime rival, calmed down. He knew Xia Chengjun all too well, just as Xia Chengjun knew him.
Aside from your parents, the person who knows you best is your nemesis.
After six or seven years of confrontation, they have long been sworn enemies who know each other best.
"They succeeded domestically, but the investigation is too strict, making it impossible to get the person out."
"They have an old saying over there: 'Distant water cannot quench immediate thirst.' We originally planned to lure him out and then use him as a hostage to threaten him into submission, but who knew he wouldn't fall for it."
Henry sighed with regret.
What a great opportunity this is to catch them all in one fell swoop!
Xia Chengjun's unconventional approach disrupted the plan.
"What should we do then? Just give up like this? I'm so unwilling to accept it!"
Henry was unwilling to accept this, but he had no other choice; he couldn't very well lead his men to their doorstep.
They've been fighting for so long, they're evenly matched. If they just hand it over, they'll both be severely injured, and it will only benefit outsiders.
He wouldn't do something so foolish without absolute certainty.
This time, the trouble they're causing is just a case of getting something for nothing; it's not about going down in flames yet.
Suppressing his resentful subordinates, Henry pondered other matters.
His men suddenly rushed in.
"Something's wrong, boss, something's wrong!"
"What happened?"
"The lady and young master have been kidnapped."
Henry jumped to his feet. "How could that be? Weren't they going to his uncle's house?"
Yesterday was Uncle Henry's birthday. Henry was busy planning his operation and didn't have time, so he sent his wife and son to offer their congratulations.
His uncle is a notorious gangster in M country. He has no worries about his wife and children being kidnapped.
"This is a photo, and a letter."
The photo shows a group of Black bodyguards on the ground, his wife and son strapped to a chair, and a young man.
Henry's pupils contracted when he saw the photo. What was going on? How did he get there?
His gaze lingered on the handsome young man with blond hair and blue eyes.
He had the face of an angel, like Apollo descended to earth—handsome and elegant.
"Where's the letter? Give it to me right now."
The subordinate placed the envelope on the ground.
The above is a familiar English handwritten note. If you ignore the wording and only look at the font, anyone would exclaim that the handwriting is really beautiful.
The words were the familiar arrogance, and Henry clenched his fists in anger after reading them.
That's what it says above.
“Dear Mr. Henry, by the time you read this letter, your family will be visiting my home.”
I will treat them as my family and take good care of them, Mr. Henry.
I recently heard that you have some new insights into our friendship, and I'm really sorry I couldn't explain them to you right away.
Your dearest friend is going through trouble.
Please allow me to resolve this issue and then take some time to talk to you privately and repair our friendship.
Don't worry, your family is my family, and I will do everything in my power to protect their safety.
I look forward to our meeting, when I will personally escort you back with your family.
Please wait patiently for my good news.
Your dearest friend, Jun.
This is a blatant threat, using his family to coerce Henry into staying quiet and not causing trouble.
If he only had his wife and children, he would try to find someone to ambush and rescue them.
Now that his uncle is also involved, he's hesitant to act rashly.
That's right, the young man wasn't his cousin, but his uncle.
He was his maternal grandfather's son born late in life, after the old man passed away.
He was raised by his mafia uncle.
His uncle is three years younger than his cousin.
She was the youngest child in the family, and because she was good-looking, she was bold from a young age.
She was arguably the most favored member of her uncle's family.
Given how much his uncle dotes on his family, it's highly unlikely he would allow his wife and children to come and play.
But now he's here, because he was arrested by Xia Chengjun.
If his uncle finds out, he'll be the first one to suffer.
Right now, all we can do is suppress the news and help cover it up.
To prevent his uncle from finding out that his younger uncle had been kidnapped and coming after him, making him suffer the consequences.
"Keep the news under wraps, and then tell the public that the lady and young master went to visit a friend."
"yes."
Henry picked up the phone, still having to back down and make the call; he couldn't bear his uncle's methods if someone got hurt.
Just thinking about it sent chills down Henry's spine.
The fear that comes from his bloodline, the harsh treatment he received from his uncle when he was a child, and even now, despite his special status and position as a powerful figure, he still cannot shake off the fear etched into his bones.
"Oh, dear Mr. Henry, what brings you to contact me?"
A lazy, casual voice came from behind him, and Henry instinctively gritted his teeth upon hearing it.
This foreign youth caused him so much trouble.
Henry expressed his wish that Xia Chengjun send his family back as soon as possible.
With a hostage in hand, how could Xia Chengjun easily give up and return the person?
As I said before, I'll personally return it once he's resolved the problem.
The two engaged in a heated exchange, haggling over the price, and an hour later, Henry hung up the phone, exhausted.
Compared to the exhausted Henry, Xia Chengjun was very happy.
He managed to get a name out of Henry.
The name of the one who instructed them to cause trouble.
Besides this discovery, Xia Chengjun also gleaned something from Henry's words.
Henry was very reassured about the safety of his wife and children.
Even if the two fight fiercely, they will never be able to completely destroy each other.
There is also an unspoken understanding not to harm the family.
It's normal for Henry to be at ease with his wife and children, but his concern for that young man is unusual.
Henry is no saint; he won't care about useless people.
Then that young man's identity is not simple.
At first, I thought he was Henry's wife keeping a mistress, but now it seems he was naive.
Henry's phone call completely piqued Xia Chengjun's interest.
He had the young man brought up, intending to test him personally.
The young man was brought up with his face covered by a black cloth and his hands tied.
Xia Chengjun leaned back on the sofa, carefully examining the young man.
He's very tall; foreigners are generally tall and strong, so he's definitely in the upper-middle range.
Judging by sight, he's about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders, a large frame, and neither fat nor thin.
He was well-dressed, and his suit was perfectly tailored.
Foreigners usually dress casually when they travel, but this young man's outfit is all custom-made, which suggests that his family is not only wealthy but also influential.
Just by looking at the exposed muscles, you can tell this guy is a trained fighter.
You can smell a perfume scent from afar.
Foreigners often wear strong perfumes to mask their body odor.
However, the person in front of me was wearing a mint-based perfume. It wasn't unpleasant, but it wasn't particularly pleasant either.
It's somewhere in the middle, not the best, but not the worst either. Author's note: Thanks to my mentor 9492239 for their support! For more exciting content, please leave a message for this book on Liancheng Reading.
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