"Hurry! Hurry up and go down there to find him! I need to find him alive or dead!"
The gang leader roared furiously, his face contorted with rage, and then led his men like hungry wolves into the sea.
At this very moment, Song Ziqing was hiding in a small ring space, anxiously watching everything happening outside through his mental power.
Her heart was racing, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead, fearing that she would be discovered by those vicious thugs.
Time passed slowly, and finally, after confirming that all the thugs had left the house, Song Ziqing dared to quietly slip out of the ring space.
She first looked around cautiously, and after confirming that there were no enemies lurking nearby, she dashed out like an arrow released from a bow.
The deserted island was shrouded in darkness, and the roads were winding, rugged, and difficult to traverse, with thorns and rocks along the way.
However, Song Ziqing dared not linger, because she knew in her heart that if she were caught by those vicious thugs, the consequences would be unimaginable!
So she gritted her teeth, used all her strength, and ran forward with all her might.
Time passed second by second, and Song Ziqing was already panting heavily, exhausted, and his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.
Finally, exhausted to the limit, she could no longer continue and had to stop, leaning against a big tree and panting heavily.
Only then did she have the chance to look around and observe her surroundings.
Fortunately, she found this place to be perfect for hiding.
After confirming that it was temporarily safe, the exhausted Song Ziqing decided to go back to the ring space to rest for a while.
Once inside the space, she quickly found some ready-made food to fill her stomach.
After a hearty meal, she dragged her heavy steps into the bedroom, lay down without a word, and quickly drifted off to sleep...
After an unknown amount of time, Song Ziqing slowly woke up from his sleep.
She rubbed her eyes and stretched, finally feeling a little strength return to her body.
Looking at the sky outside, it was still pitch black.
Song Ziqing decided to wait until dawn before taking action.
While waiting, she began to think about her next plan.
Those thugs are probably still searching for her. This place is no longer safe, and we must find a way to escape the deserted island as soon as possible.
Just then, an idea suddenly came to her...
She deftly took a bicycle from the ring on her finger, then without hesitation, mounted it and sped off along the road she had come by.
About half an hour later, she finally returned to the vicinity of the cabin.
At this moment, the cabin was brightly lit inside and out. Although the only means of lighting were the faint glow of candles and flashlights, it was enough for her to realize that this might be one of the groups' strongholds.
She put the bicycle back into the ring's storage space and then focused her attention on the interior of the cabin.
At this moment, the gang leader, his face contorted with rage, smashed everything in the cabin to pieces before speaking menacingly, "This place is no place to linger! This Miss Song is quite fierce; I really don't know if she'll survive."
If she survives, our entire operation will be completely exposed; but if she dies, none of us will escape the wrath of Lin Sheng and the Song family!
Another young man with blond hair, also looking terrified, said, "Boss, what do we do now? Which way do we run? We've come up empty-handed! If we lose people, it'll be hard to get the money back!"
"The person is gone, and only we know that. We can still ask for money, but we'll just try a different method. However, we can't stay here any longer. Quickly, pack your things, and we'll move to another place."
After the gang leader finished speaking, he touched the wooden gun and dagger at his waist, quickly led his men to pack some of their food and clothing, and hurried towards the fishing boat next to the wooden house.
As soon as the group boarded the boat, one of them took the initiative to start the boat.
After Song Ziqing saw that everyone had boarded the ship, he took out a wooden gun from his ring space. One gun for each person, and in no time, everyone on the ship was hit.
This gun wasn't filled with bullets, but with anesthetic that Lin Chengyu had prepared for her; anyone hit by it would be knocked unconscious.
She had previously placed several boats in her ring space, one of which she could operate by herself. Now that she saw the bad guys had been hit, she took out a boat from her ring space and steered it towards the fishing boat.
Song Ziqing steered the boat next to the fishing boat, used the space in her ring to transfer the unconscious thugs to her boat, tied them up one by one with hemp rope, and then sailed to the shore.
After landing, she immediately called Lin Chengyu.
Soon after, Lin Chengyu arrived with his men.
He carefully examined her for a long time and found that Song Ziqing was not injured at all. He breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and hugged her tightly.
"That's great! Honey, you're amazing! You came back safe and sound so quickly!"
Lin Chengyu mobilized the entire security company and the Hongmen to search the entire city of Hong Kong, but they couldn't find him.
Just as he was preparing to have dozens of boats ready to search the various islands in Hong Kong, Song Ziqing returned alone in a boat.
At this moment, he also guessed that Song Ziqing must have used the ring space to escape from five or six people.
However, in front of outsiders, he could only say that she was incredibly lucky.
Lin Chengyu turned to look at the group of people behind him and ordered sternly, "Take them all back to the company and interrogate them thoroughly."
Then, he looked at Song Ziqing gently, "Wife, were you scared? Come on, let's go home. Xiao Chengcheng and Xiao Yu knew you were missing and cried all night. Dad said they cried themselves to sleep."
Song Ziqing nodded and got into the car with Lin Chengyu.
Sitting in the car, Lin Chengyu hugged his wife tightly as before, carefully placing her on his strong thighs, as if he wanted to completely embrace her and possess her.
And so, the two maintained their intimate posture, spending this long and silent time together.
Throughout this time, Lin Chengyu remained silent, but Song Ziqing could clearly feel the tension in his muscles and the irregular beating of his heart—sometimes rapid like a drumbeat pounding against his chest; sometimes slow like a gentle breeze rippling across a lake…
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