Jiang Yilai said urgently, "Can you hurry up? I need it urgently."
Fu Nanxiao's heart clenched.
He glanced at the computer screen, where the progress bar was climbing step by step.
"Don't worry, Secretary Qi has already gone to urge them." Fu Nanxiao's voice was calm, without a trace of weakness: "I'll have Secretary Qi transfer another 50 million to you, take it and spend it."
The tattooed man's hand trembled suddenly.
These words suddenly eased his anxiety.
He poked Jiang Yilai with the tip of the knife, signaling her to accept it.
Jiang Yilai: "...Okay."
Just then, the progress bar on the screen suddenly jumped to 100%.
A red dot appeared in the middle of the screen.
We're only five kilometers away from them!
Fu Nanxiao's breath hitched.
He whispered, "Give me ten more minutes, wait for me."
These words instantly dispelled the fear and anxiety in Jiang Yilai's heart.
The tattooed man quickly hung up the phone and turned it off.
He could wait ten minutes.
"You better pray that Fu Nanxiao transfers the money on time, otherwise, hmph!"
After making a fierce threat, the tattooed man gave the tall man a wink and then left.
The tall man, bored out of his mind, suddenly fixed his gaze on Jiang Yilai's face.
Her face was as white as snow, with a red and swollen handprint on one cheek, and fine wounds and bright red blood on her slender neck.
Her hair was disheveled, and she exuded an aura of having been abused.
Yet it possesses a breathtaking beauty.
It can easily trigger certain destructive urges within a man.
The tall man's gaze followed her face, then slipped into her clothes as he looked down her neck.
His eyes burned, and he suddenly cursed under his breath, "Damn, no wonder she can marry into a wealthy family, she's really beautiful!"
The tall man ordered his henchman, "You, get out of the way!"
"Well, bro, the boss only told us to take the money..."
"What are you cowering for! There's no conflict between taking money and playing around with me! Get lost!"
The tall man rubbed his fists together, then yelled at the henchmen and drove them away.
Only then did Jiang Yilai truly sense the danger.
She seemed flustered: "What do you want to do?"
"Don't be afraid, play with your brother."
The tall man revealed a lewd smile and reached out to pull at Jiang Yilai's clothes.
"Get out of my way! If you dare touch me, I won't let you get away with it!" Jiang Yilai struggled desperately, but she was tightly tied to the chair and couldn't move at all.
The tall man grabbed Jiang Yilai by the collar: "What are you pretending for? You must have used a lot of tricks to snag that rich husband, right? Stop pretending to be a virtuous woman!"
Without saying a word, he pulled open Jiang Yilai's coat.
Bang!
The tattooed man pounded on the door twice: "Monkey, keep your movements down!"
His words seemed to grant the tall man permission.
The taller man's actions were even bolder.
Jiang Yilai's mouth was filled with the taste of blood.
She was filled with panic.
Fu Nanxiao, Fu Nanxiao, come quickly and save her!
Bang! Bang!
Two gunshots suddenly rang out outside the warehouse.
The tall man suddenly shuddered.
"Bro! There's a gun!"
The henchman had just shouted twice in a panic when, with a loud bang, the warehouse door was suddenly kicked open.
Amidst the billowing dust, a group of people rushed in.
The man at the head was tall and imposing. Despite wearing an expensive and exquisite suit, he exuded a cold and menacing aura, like a demon from hell.
His features were cold and stern, and his face was as handsome as a god, yet he was carrying a person bleeding profusely in his hand.
It's Fu Nanxiao.
Jiang Yilai's tears fell instantly.
He really came!
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