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Chapter 145 Warmth

After helping Zhao Changsheng into the police car, he was already dead before he could even be taken to the hospital.

Although it was in a dark night with heavy rain, Yang Ling's shooting skills were still very accurate. With a shot hitting the forehead, Zhao Changsheng would never have the possibility of survival.

Hu Rong was very upset when she heard the news of Zhao Changsheng's death from the headset. She didn't expect that such a thing would suddenly happen under the circumstances of everything going well, and she failed.

Although it was indeed a successful disintegration of a transaction, Zhao Changsheng would not be able to continue digging through Zhao Changsheng's death, and he would probably miss a lot of important information. However, what can happen now?

At this time, Yang Ling had already gone away.

Soon, the mysterious man called and Yang Ling hurriedly answered.

"Mr. Yang, congratulations, congratulations on your successful completion of the task. I did not disappoint me." The mysterious man laughed and said with a very proud tone.

"I have done what you asked me to do. Where is the person? Can you let him go?" Yang Ling said coldly.

"Don't worry, I am the most trustworthy person. If you don't have faith, you won't be able to stand. I'll send you the address later. You can go and pick someone up. Mr. Yang, I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." said the mysterious man.

"Hmph, I think it's better not to cooperate, just this time." Yang Ling snorted angrily and hung up the phone.

Then, the address provided by the mysterious man was sent from his mobile phone, and Yang Ling immediately rushed over without stopping.

This is a remote abandoned hut.

The room was pitch black, and there was only crackling sound of rain around.

Yang Ling picked up the flashlight and slowly approached step by step, increasing his vigilance.

No one knew whether this would be a trap set by a mysterious person again. Yang Ling didn't want to capsize in the gutter.

How embarrassing would it be if the captain of the Hidden Dragon Team, the Dragon King, were played with in the palm of his hands again and again?

When we arrived at the door, the door was open, the wooden door had already been dilapidated and rotten, and the room was empty. In a corner, Yu Meng was bound by ropes and tied to the pillars.

When Yang Ling's light shone through, Yu Meng turned his head slightly and asked nervously, "Who? Who is it?"

She was thrown into this empty house, pitch black, and there was a storm outside. She was soaked in the rain that she couldn't help but tremble all over. Because of the cold and fear.

"It's me, Yang Ling."

Yang Ling replied and walked over quickly.

Seeing him, Yu Meng's heart suddenly felt relieved, and the nervous mood disappeared instantly, and a full sense of security arose.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay." Yang Ling comforted while untiing the rope for her.

As soon as the rope was untied, Yu Meng rushed into Yang Ling's arms, hugged him tightly, and sobbed in a low voice.

For her, this half day seemed as long as a century had passed.

"Okay, OK, it's okay, it's okay." Yang Ling patted her back and comforted her softly, "It's all my fault, it's because I haven't been able to protect you well. I promise you that I will never let such a thing happen again in the future."

Yang Ling was also full of self-blame. Fortunately, nothing happened to Yu Meng.

"Do you know who kidnapped you?" Yang Ling asked.

Shaking his head slightly, Yu Meng said, "I don't know, they have been covering my face and I can't see them at all."

Yang Ling nodded secretly, too, how could those people make Yu Meng recognize their faces? If that were the case, I'm afraid they wouldn't let Yu Meng come back alive, right? But the other party kept their promises very much, which made Yang Ling feel that the other party had some merit.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when you get home." Yang Ling said softly.

"Yeah." Yu Meng responded as if he was dependent on others, and his hands were still holding him tightly.

Go out and get in the car.

Yang Ling took out the towel and handed it over, and said softly: "Wipe it quickly, don't freeze."

While saying that, Yang Ling picked up the jacket in the back seat and handed it over, asking her to put it on.

It was not until this time that Yu Meng found that he was soaked in the rain, his figure was faintly visible, and his face was blushing. However, Yang Ling seemed to have not noticed it at all, with only a lot of care and concern in his eyes. Yu Meng's heart was full of warmth, and all the unhappiness before disappeared.

The image of the man in front of her became taller and more majestic in her heart.

Yang Ling carefully fastened her seat belt and accidentally touched the softness. Only then did she notice that Yu Mengchun was suddenly emitting and couldn't help but look at her. She hurriedly moved away and Yang Ling said, "Sit down, let's go." Then, she started the car and left.

Along the way, no one spoke, and they were thinking about their own thoughts.

Although Yu Meng came back safely, Yang Ling was not at ease. Who was that mysterious man and why did he kill Zhao Changsheng? How could he be at ease if he had not solved these kinds of doubts and mysteries? More importantly, the other party knew so clearly about him, but he knew nothing about him. What if such a similar thing happened again in the future?

Therefore, we must find out who the other party is as soon as possible so that we can prevent problems before they happen.

"What are you thinking?" Yu Meng suddenly asked.

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "No, I didn't think of anything."

"Oh." Yu Meng responded, then turned to ask, "Why did those people suddenly let me go? You..., did you really kill Zhao Changsheng?"

"Well." Yang Ling nodded slightly and said, "There is no way. If they don't do this, how could they let you go? If you have any questions, how can I be worthy of your dead brother? Besides, Zhao Changsheng is doing so many evil things and should have died."

"You saved me just because of my brother?" Yu Meng stared at him and asked.

Yang Ling was stunned, "What if it is?"

Women's thoughts seem to be always not on the same level as men, as if they are always a little separated from each other.

Yu Meng sighed secretly, a little disappointed, and looked at him pitifully.

"I'm sorry, I'm implicating you, and I'm exploiting you by others." Yu Meng said apologetically.

With a faint smile, Yang Ling said, "Silly, what's the point of being implicated or not? This is what I should do. As long as you can be safe, let alone doing these things, I will not hesitate even if I take my life."

"Follower, what should I do if you die?" Yu Meng said affectionately.

Yang Ling couldn't help but be stunned and turned to look at her.

A hint of shyness rose on Yu Meng's face and she lowered her head.
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