Leng Aotian quickly ran to the gate of the car factory with Lin Keke in his arms, and immediately put the little beauty into the car.
"Follow Uncle Wang back, I still have some things to do!" Leng Aotian gently placed Lin Keke on the back seat of the car and followed.
"where are you going!"
When Lin Keke opened his eyes and said these words, Leng Aotian was no longer in front of his eyes.
At this time, Uncle Wang had already gotten into the car.
"Uncle Wang~Where did that big bastard Aotian go? Is there any danger?" Lin Keke looked nervously at Uncle Wang sitting next to him and asked anxiously.
Seemingly surprised by the tension and worry in Lin Keke's eyes, Uncle Wang looked at Lin Keke and comforted him: "Don't worry, nothing will happen to him. It's just... I'm not sure what he's going to do now!"
"You don't know what he did? How could this happen! What on earth did this bastard do!" Lin Keke said anxiously and already took out his mobile phone.
"You'd better not call him now, but I don't think he can get through!" Uncle Wang continued when he saw Lin Keke taking out his cell phone.
Lin Keke did not listen to Uncle Wang's words and directly dialed Leng Aotian's number. As expected, the call did not get through.
Leng Aotian's cell phone was turned off at this time.
Of course, at this time, the other card on his phone was still powered on.
After getting into a car and driving all the bodyguards out of the car, Leng Aotian started the car directly.
"Zhizhizhi~~~"
The harsh sound of wheels scraping against the ground was heard, and the car quickly sped out, quickly heading towards a mountain road.
When Leng Aotian drove his car to the corner of the mountain road, two white vans quickly followed behind the mountain road. The people driving these two vehicles were cold-blooded and ruthless.
At this time, in addition to the cold-blooded and ruthless people, there were also thirteen young people in their twenties sitting in the two cars.
Each of these young men wore gray tights and held a sniper rifle in their hands.
They sat in the car with serious faces and said nothing.
These thirteen people are the thirteen Taibao who were killed in the dark night.
Leng Aotian was driving the car on the mountain road. At this time, he was holding the steering wheel with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other hand, and then made a cold-blooded call.
"Lengxue, send a text message to Lin Jiahong, saying that the matter at the Red October Automobile Factory has been dealt with, and also tell him to pay attention to Song Yumei's reaction now!"
"good!"
Lengxue responded, then hung up the phone, and then started sending text messages to Lin Jiahong.
After sending the text message, he immediately called Lin Jiahong.
Lin Jiahong was waiting anxiously with Song Yumei in Song Yumei's private office.
Just when he was very nervous, his phone rang.
"Who called?" Song Yumei asked quickly when she heard Lin Jiahong's cell phone ringing.
"Uncle Wang's!" Lin Jiahong said as he showed the phone to Song Yumei.
It's Uncle Wang's phone number.
"It must be about Keke!" Song Yumei said quickly.
Lin Jiahong had already directly answered the phone at this time.
The security measures on his mobile phone are very good. Only he can hear the sound coming from the receiver. Even if Song Yumei is close to him, it is difficult to hear clearly.
And at this time, he moved half a step to the side intentionally or unintentionally, so it was impossible for Song Yumei to hear the voice on the phone.
Soon, Lin Jiahong's expression became extremely nervous.
Continuing to listen to the phone call, he looked towards Song Yumei nervously.
"Something happened to Keke! It seems that everything is going well!" Seeing Lin Jiahong's nervous and panicked look, Song Yumei, who was not far away, had a hint of hidden pride in her eyes.