Three miles away from Jiangjia Village, an abandoned factory of more than 50 acres was located. It is said that the factory was attracted by the county government to attract investment. As a result, a wolf was accidentally attracted to the house. A vacant trap was set up, and millions of support funds from the county government were taken out, and the bustling factory was directly covered and ran away. The lively factory was immediately stopped. Since the specific use of the factory has not been determined, the land resources there have been occupied in the name of the county town.

Huh!

A strong wind blew, and half of the iron door hanging on the side made a creaking and rubbing sound. The wooden signs hanging on both sides of the door were exposed to the sun after wind and rain, and the fonts on them were no longer visible.

The factory was filled with weeds half a knee high, and the straight weeds clearly showed a car wheel mark, a dilapidated white van parked at the entrance of the factory.

The steel structure of the factory was installed with glass that blocked the wind and rain everywhere. The villagers who were deceived at that time had not received their wages were regarded as the target of venting their anger. They were fragmented. In the huge factory, there were rusty machine tools everywhere. A few fat mice, with their descendants, leisurely shuttled through the machine tools room, teaching the rich food experience left by their ancestors.

In the work area at the top of the factory, beer bottles and instant noodles bowls containing leftover soup were placed on the ground. Three shirtless young men sat cross-legged on the ground, holding poker in their hands.

"Bomb." A young man with skinny skinny and bones pierced the tiger down the mountain with his chest and excitedly shot out four twos. He looked proudly at the remaining two who were defeated, and proudly stretched out his hand: "Get the money."

"Bang!"

The young man with buck teeth suddenly sucked a cigarette in his mouth, threw the remaining cards in his hand on the ground in annoyance, slapped his shoulder hard, scratched him a few times, and said irritably: "Damn, how long will this broken life last? I have contributed to the mosquitoes with just this little blood."

"It doesn't depend on her."

A young man with long hair and dressed like an artist, scratched his legs in distress. A dozen big and small bumps suddenly appeared on his legs, making his scalp numb, with his eyes slanted, and licked his tongue excitedly, looking at the girl tied to the machine tool not far away.

The girl tied her hands behind her back, her feet were tied up with a hemp rope, her eyes were covered with black cloth, a piece of rag was stuffed in her mouth, and her hair was resting in a mess and laying on the machine tool. Two lines of tears were left on her delicate face. The girl was obviously tired from crying and fell asleep.

"Brother Hu, is it accurate? I have been waiting for noon."

The long-haired man grabbed half a bottle of beer and looked up, took a few sips, and said to the young man who was stabbing the tiger. His confused eyes looked directly at the girl who was sleeping on the machine tool, and a lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I asked for two million, isn't it too much?"

The buck-toothed man also looked at Brother Hu worriedly. The longer the kidnapping is delayed, the more likely it is to make mistakes. According to the little girl's dress, she is not like a girl from a wealthy family. How could she get two million?

"Their antiques must be of at least this number. The young master has told me in detail and is waiting to collect the money. This is not the first time we have worked together."

Brother Hu shuffled the cards boredly, looking very confident and without any worries. The information provided by Song Fei was very accurate, and this time he should not be wrong.

"Brother Hu, are we too bored to play cards?" The long-haired man licked his lips and couldn't help rubbing his hands. Finally, he couldn't help but suggest, "I haven't had such a small bud before, so I must be very tight."

The buck-toothed man's eyes lit up. Looking at the girl lying on the machine tool, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and looked at Brother Hu eagerly, and said with a slutty smile: "I've played a card game, you have been winning the money of your brothers. In such a hot day, you have to let your brothers vent their diarrhea."

"this……"

Brother Hu looked at the little girl in embarrassment. When Seong Fei asked him to kidnap, he specifically told him to keep the girl safe, so that the girl's safety will be kept. What if the bag does not include not being debaucherous? This is indeed a problem!

"Maybe I can only get close to you..."

The brisk ringtone of the cell phone rang quickly, interrupting Brother Hu's thinking. Looking at the caller ID, he hurriedly pressed the answer button respectfully: "Young master, what's the matter."

"You must not hurt the hostages, the money should arrive soon." One end of the phone calmly reminded him, and his voice was very low.

"Don't worry." Brother Hu glanced at the girl sleeping soundly on the machine tool, hesitated for a while, and asked carefully: "Young master, brothers are so bored, can you make that little girl..."

"Honestly take the money, after getting the money, two million is enough for you to taste the femininity of all over the world." The voice suddenly became a little cold, and he warned sternly: "Who can't stand it? Isn't you have hands?"

"well."

The majestic and cold voice made Brother Hu fight a cold war. He nodded and agreed quickly, then hung up the phone, looked at the expectant eyes of the long-haired man and the buck-toothed man, and gave the two people a dissatisfied look: "I can't stand it, go and have a job with the iron pipes of the machine tool."

"A bunch of things that are thinking in the lower body."

Song Fei took out the phone card from the phone with a cold face, sighed depressedly, twisted the key and started the car, looked at the bulging handbag in the passenger seat, and smiled a little, and decided to go to Jiang Huaizhong's house to see it. The stubborn old man in Jiang Huaizhong must be looking forward to going to him. There is nothing I want to get to have.

Ningbo drove away from the city center. After half an hour, the car turned into an intersection with a sign of Jiangjia Village, and the car was driving on the bumpy dirt road in the village.

"Let's do our best to do our job. If Old Man Jiang really doesn't take action, we can't do anything."

Jiang Yuan pouted his mouth in a discouraged manner. It was the most difficult for the holder to take action on this kind of porcelain that has a special significance to people. Moreover, from the last contact, Jiang Yuan could see that Jiang Huaizhong had a deep affection for porcelain, and this kind of emotion could not be measured by money.

"If you don't go through the wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow? I believe that our sincerity will definitely impress Old Man Jiang."

Jiang Hao comforted Jiang Yuan, who was not confident enough, and wanted to see Old Man Jiang, how stubborn it was!

Ningbo drove a car and skillfully turned from the chaotic village in the alley. Finally, he stopped in front of a vermilion gate. Two lions squatted at the door, standing tall with their heads raised to welcome the guests.

Ningbo took out two bottles of aged Fenjiu from the back box of the car, pushed open the half-closed vermilion door, and shouted loudly at the top of his throat: "Old Man Jiang, I'm here to see you again. I've brought you your favorite wine."

Jiang Hao followed into the courtyard and couldn't help but lit up his eyes. The spacious courtyard was covered with exquisite lantern-shaped flower tiles, which looked both exquisite and spotless. There were many huge flower pots in the courtyard, and various common flowers and plants were planted in the flower pots, and the walls were filled with rattans of various vegetables. The whole courtyard looked very unique.

Bang!

The door of the main hall was opened with force. An old man with thin figure and gray hair opened the door with red eyes. He stared straight at Ningbo, who was smiling with wine, and his chest was fluttering violently. He said gritting his teeth: "You dare to come again, wait for me."

After Jiang Huaizhong finished speaking, he turned back to the room excitedly.

"I haven't had to mention buying porcelain to you yet, why don't I ignore me?"

Ningbo didn't notice anything strange, so he was about to walk into the house, but Jiang Hao, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, grabbed his arm, shook his head and reminded him: "The situation is a bit wrong, Old Man Jiang is in a very abnormal mood."

"It's a bit weird indeed."

Jiang Yuan also noticed the strange atmosphere, and then heard the sound of thunderous bangs, mixed with panic crying and dissuasion. Before Ningbo could react, Old Man Jiang held two shiny steel kitchen knives in both hands and rushed out of the house. His goal was Ningbo, which was unknown.

Jiang Guang hurriedly ran out with his father, hugged Jiang's arms, who was excited and raised his swords, and anxiously advised: "Dad, what are you doing? You haven't figured out what's going on yet. You can't hurt anyone casually."

Old Man Jiang was like a crazy beast, struggling to break free from his son's arm. The kitchen knife in his hand was rotating in the air, shouting, "Who dares to steal my Minmin, I will fight him to the death."

“What’s going on?”

Ningbo looked at Jiang Huai in surprise and was stunned. He just bought porcelain, but as for swinging the knife?

Jiang Guang hugged Jiang's arms as he was dancing the kitchen knife tightly and said angrily: "What are you doing in my house? Our house doesn't welcome you."

A woman with red eyes and tears in her eyes, messy hair was helped out from the house by an old lady with silver hair, and shouted with a crackling sound: "You will return my granddaughter, you will definitely suffer retribution."

"What and what?"

Jiang Hao patted his swollen head depressedly. He was in a state of chaos from beginning to end. He looked at Ningbo, who was touching his head with no idea, hoping that Ningbo could clearly explain the situation in front of him.

Ningbo shrugged helplessly, and he was also in confusion.

Jiang Yuan suddenly rang out. The last time he came, he did see a cute little girl. He recalled the words of the crying sad woman. A hint of uneasiness arose in his heart. He asked with concern: "Is something wrong with Xiao Min? If we can help something, we have no choice but to help."

"Didn't everything be designed by you? Isn't it just to buy my porcelain? I didn't expect your methods to be so despicable." Jiang's eyes were red in his arms, and he glared at the puzzled Jiang Yuan angrily, and said with heartache: "You are still not human beings for the sake of porcelain."

"Kidnap?"

Jiang Hao's heart suddenly shook and Ningbo was stunned in shock, and immediately understood why the Jiang family was so disgusted with his side. He must have misunderstood that his side had kidnapped their granddaughter. However, we can't blame others for misunderstandings. It's because his side does have a major criminal motive.

"I beg you, we can give you porcelain for free, please let Xiao Min go." The woman who was crying like a tearful person knelt down for Jiang Yuan with a thud, pulling Jiang Yuan's arm, Jiang Yuan bit her red lips, her eyes were already wet, and she looked at Jiang Hao beside her for help.

"If we kidnapped Minmin, we would definitely not fall into the trap." Jiang Hao keenly realized that this kidnapping was definitely related to buying porcelain. He just didn't know which porcelain jade store was so despicable. He used this vicious method to force the Jiang family. Looking at the emotionally unstable Jiang family, he solemnly promised: "No matter who kidnapped Minmin, we will do our best to help you rescue you."
Chapter completed!