But now that he is here, he cannot retreat. In the home in Myanmar that he has not returned to for so many years, there is an elderly mother, a sister-in-law who has been a doctor for more than ten years, and her daughter who only entered middle school at the age of thirteen.

's son.

Even if he doesn't think about himself, he still has to think about those relatives he hasn't seen for many years! They have relied on Jin Weibing's relief for so many years to live a good life.

If Jin Weibing dies in S city, what will his gang in Myanmar think? Those guys will definitely put all the blame on him, and he will indeed remain unchanged. When the time comes, his family will

He would also be implicated, so no matter what, he couldn't let anything happen to Jin Weibing in S City.

Thinking of this, he was even more alert and listened carefully to the goings on in the factory.

Sure enough, in addition to the sound of wind, the sound of 'Uh huh...uh huh...' could be heard intermittently in the factory.

Although what he heard through the wall was not real, he could infer that the person making the sound was a human.

Holding the gun in both hands, he leaned against the wall and walked cautiously step by step inside.

Entering the factory, the light inside was so dark that it was almost impossible to see anything clearly, but the sound of "Uh-huh" became clearer.

"Who?! Who's there!" He pointed the gun in his hand at the direction of the sound source and shouted coldly, "If you keep pretending to be weird, I'll shoot!"

Before coming in, he had already checked. There was no ambush or anyone outside the factory. This situation was very different from the news he heard at Qinglong Club tonight that Jin Weibing was trapped here, so he had to be more vigilant.

With two index fingers moving at the same time, he loaded the pistol skillfully.

"Let me say it one last time, who are you?" He slowly leaned in that direction, taking every step with extreme caution.

However, the man didn't reply, and the sound of 'uhhh...uhhh...' was still heard in his mouth.

The black figure holding a gun in both hands stopped five meters away from the man. He stared doubtfully at the person huddled on the ground in the corner and could only vaguely see a figure.

"Say! Who are you?" he asked loudly again, an extremely ominous premonition growing in his heart and spreading rapidly.

The man still didn't speak and continued, "Uh-huh...uh-huh..."

Heiying's heart trembled, and he suddenly thought of that person's identity: "Young Master Jin? Is Young Master Jin you?"

Just now, many people in the Qinglong Club were talking about the fact that Yin Mochen forced Jin Weibing to flee to an abandoned factory in the western suburbs and was afraid to come out. Now it seems that Jin Weibing has been captured by Yin Mochen's people.

If his guess was correct, the person tied up in the corner is probably Jin Weibing.

"Master Jin?" He tentatively spoke again.

After the man heard him calling out this title, he yelled "Uh-huh! Uh-huh!" twice.

Obviously, this time the shadow felt that the man's mouth must be sealed with tape or something like that.

At this time, he was more certain that the other party's identity was probably Jin Weibing, who had lost contact with him for nearly twenty hours.

He immediately rushed over, trying to untie Jin Weibing's rope and rescue him before the people from the Qinglong Society found out.
Chapter completed!