When Song Ziqing discovered that all these changes were directed at her, she was surprised to learn that they were all aimed at her.
When I tried to run, it was too late.
She was shocked to realize that she had been attacked from behind.
A wet cloth soaked in sedatives was tightly covered over her mouth and nose, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.
A short while later, Song Ziqing felt dizzy and disoriented, and eventually fell into a coma.
Just before losing consciousness, Song Ziqing was shocked to realize that he had been kidnapped!
This shocking truth struck her like a thunderbolt, filling her with fear and despair...
When she woke up again, only ten minutes later, she found herself in the trunk of an old van, her hands and feet were tied up, and her mouth was gagged.
At that moment, the people in the front of the car were still discussing her situation.
One of the young men with blond hair who was driving asked the man next to him, who was called "Big Brother," with a worried expression: "Big Brother, if we just kidnap Miss Song like this, won't it attract the attention of the underworld?"
After all, she was a member of the Song family and a renowned female painter with close ties to the Hongmen.
Moreover, I've heard that even the governor is on very good terms with her. Now that we've taken her hostage, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get the ransom!
However, the gang leader, who was called "Big Brother," sneered indifferently and retorted, "Hmph, the governor? Do you really think the governor is a great philanthropist?!"
The person who tipped us off about Miss Song's shopping trip was someone from the Governor's side. It's quite possible that the Governor himself is involved in this kidnapping!
At this point, a hint of schadenfreude appeared on the gang leader's face.
Clearly, he was quite displeased and even resentful about the close relationship between the Song family and the governor, always feeling that they were all lackeys of the foreign devils.
For him, kidnapping Miss Song was actually a form of "robbing the rich to help the poor"!
In his eyes, these rich people usually act arrogantly and look down on ordinary people, while what he was doing was just acting on behalf of God.
“Don’t worry,” the gang leader reassured the blond-haired youth. “As long as we do it cleanly and efficiently, no one will know it was us. Once we get the ransom, we’ll run away and live a carefree life.”
The car pulled up to an abandoned factory, and Song Ziqing was roughly carried off the vehicle. Her eyes were covered, and she could only sense that she was being led into an empty room.
"Tear the tape off her mouth," the gang leader ordered.
With her mouth freed, Song Ziqing immediately shouted angrily, "What exactly do you lawless thugs want to do?"
The gang leader walked up to her, squatted down, and said menacingly, "Miss Song, don't be stubborn. We only want money. As long as your family obediently hands over the ransom, we will naturally release you."
Song Ziqing was filled with fear, but she remained calm. "I...I'm hungry!"
The gang leader was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Haha, Miss Song is really calm and collected. Alright, bring her some food."
Not long after, someone brought over a bowl of porridge.
Song Ziqing was determined to find a chance to escape.
She pretended to drink the porridge, but secretly put the thin porridge into her ring space. At the same time, she took out a bowl of porridge that was similar to the thin porridge in front of her and quickly ate it.
She cautiously looked around, her eyes sharp and alert.
Suddenly, her gaze fell on a chair by the window, and a glimmer of hope welled up in her heart: perhaps this chair could be the key to escaping her predicament, and could be used to smash the window glass.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Song Ziqing moved lightly and slowly toward the chair, secretly praying that she would not be discovered.
Just as she was about to reach her target, a deep and authoritative voice suddenly rang out: "What do you want?"
The gang leader glared angrily at Song Ziqing, his eyes flashing with ferocity and vigilance.
Song Ziqing trembled, his heart raced, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
She stammered, "I...I just wanted to move the chair..." Her voice was filled with fear and unease.
The gang leader strode forward, kicked the poor chair hard, knocking it to the ground, and warned menacingly, "Don't even think about running away, or don't blame me for showing no mercy to your men!"
After saying that, he turned around and led his other men out of the room, leaving Song Ziqing alone to face the difficult situation before him.
At this moment, Song Ziqing was extremely anxious, but he did not panic.
She gripped the ring tightly in her hand, her mind racing as she quickly devised her next plan of action.
She secretly calculated that in order to escape successfully, she had to make good use of the spatial abilities of this magical ring.
Thus, a bold plan gradually took shape in her mind: first, she would create the illusion that she had jumped out of the window and into the sea to commit suicide; then, she would hide in the ring space without anyone noticing.
When everyone goes out to look for her, that will be the perfect opportunity for her to escape!
Time passed incredibly slowly; every minute and every second was torture for Song Ziqing.
She clenched her fists, her palms slightly sweaty, her eyes wide as she stared intently at the doorway, her heart pounding, silently praying that the perfect moment would arrive soon.
Finally, night fell, and everything around was pitch black.
Song Ziqing took a deep breath, knowing that his opportunity had arrived!
She carefully took out a wooden stick from the ring's storage space—the very same culprit that had knocked her unconscious and switched her with another stick in Shanghai.
She first righted the chair that had fallen to the ground, then laboriously climbed onto it, gripped the wooden stick tightly with both hands, and used all her strength to forcefully poke at the window.
With a loud crash, the window shattered instantly.
Immediately afterwards, she quickly took out a huge rock from the ring's space and threw it without hesitation toward the sea outside the window.
With a loud "bang," water splashed everywhere, the sound echoing through the night. This sudden noise successfully attracted the attention of the guards outside.
Once everything was arranged, Song Ziqing lightly jumped off the chair and, before the others could rush in, darted behind the door like a nimble cat.
She moved with incredible speed, disappearing into the ring's space in the blink of an eye.
As if she had never existed, the entire room fell into a deathly silence. The thugs outside heard the noise and rushed into the room, only to find broken windows and rippling seawater.
"Brother, she jumped into the sea!" The man rushed into the room and shouted in shock when he saw the empty room and the broken window.
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