Song Xiang left the hotel and went to the place designated by Lan Jingyu to avoid crowds of people.
When we arrived at our destination, we found an independent courtyard with a very tall building and bodyguards inside and outside.
High incense is burning in the courtyard, and the atmosphere of Buddhism is everywhere.
When we arrived at the lobby, there was a crowd of people everywhere.
The gate is closed and tightly guarded.
"Mr. Rong, how brave are you to save your husband from thousands of miles away?" Lan Jingyu said in his usual teasing tone.
Song Xiang walked to the center, threw his bag on the sofa, and sat opposite him.
"When can I go see your grandpa?"
"Don't worry." Lan Jingyu pursed his lips behind her, "Let's meet the more important ones first."
Song Xiang was confused and turned around to look over.
They were all dressed in suits and leather shoes, carrying briefcases in their hands, and looked like negotiators.
The only difference is the eyes, which replicate the same coldness.
"Sorry, forgive my poor eyesight." Song Xiang said calmly.
As soon as she finished speaking, someone walked out of the crowd.
It's Xiao Sheng.
"Song Xiang, you're fine."
"If Captain Xiao really regards me as a friend, he should know that I am ill now." Song Xiang said indifferently.
Xiao Sheng shrugged, took off his cumbersome suit jacket, and introduced everyone one by one.
"They are all my comrades-in-arms."
She walked up to the two women, and they both stood up and introduced themselves to Song Xiang.
"Jiyou."
"Muri."
Song Xiang didn't know much about their circle, but Xiao Sheng was of high rank, and he was not an ordinary person who she could introduce alone.
"Miss Rong, we are sorry for involving Mr. Yan. The superiors cannot send force directly, so we can only come here as negotiation experts." Ji You explained, and added: "We will fully cooperate with you in this operation.
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To put it bluntly, they only contribute their strength and nothing else.
Song Xiang didn't look good. He didn't even want to say any polite words and turned directly to Lan Jingyu.
"Master Lan, two billion, is it enough to impress your grandpa?"
Lan Jingyu whistled, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, how relaxing this tone is."
Song Xiang closed his eyes, "I have no choice."
Lan Jingyu clapped his hands and stood up.
"Take your people and we'll set off."
"good."
Xiao Sheng stood aside, feeling a little helpless when Song Xiang refused to give him a good look. He pursed his lips at Ji You and motioned for her to lead others to follow him.
ten o'clock in the morning
There was no movement at home or abroad, and it had been more than thirty-six hours since Yan Han lost contact.
Song Xiang sat in Lan Jingyu's car, thinking about what to do when she got to the Assis family.
Lan Jingyu drove the car for her personally. He saw her expression in the reflector and raised his eyebrows slightly.
They passed through the city and gradually reached the rainforest area, where the Assis family was built deep in the rainforest.
After getting out of the car, before taking two steps, the sound of mechanical loading could be heard.
Song Xiang raised his head and saw pitch-black gun barrels in all directions.
There were four or five cars in front and behind, and the people on them didn't even have a chance to get out of the car. They were completely surrounded.
Song Xiang stood beside the car, stiff for a moment.
She didn't move until someone walked out of the village, recognized Lan Jingyu, and immediately lifted her guard.
Song Xiang breathed a heavy sigh of relief, raised his hand and subconsciously touched the wooden warehouse on his waist.
"Don't be afraid, you haven't had the chance to take action yet." Lan Jingyu walked around the car and just caught sight of her movements.
Song Xiang was a little embarrassed, she overreacted.
"Let's go." Lan Jingyu put one hand in his pocket, showing no fear.