Chapter 470 — Private Territory
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"Then why do you call her brain-dead girl? Is she brain-dead?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked, puzzled.
"It's my pet name for her," Wei Zhao explained, somewhat helplessly. That name really was hard to explain to anyone else.
"Then give me a pet name too?" Feng Xiaoxiao figured that anyone Wei Zhao would give a pet name to must be very close to him—otherwise, why would a single phone call from him get the matter settled on the other end?
Wei Zhao was about to go mad. Was there ever anyone who actively asked others to give them a nickname? Wei Zhao ignored her and shut his mouth. He had realized that Feng Xiaoxiao was the type who, given a little sunshine, would shine bright, and given a little flood, would overflow. The more he said to her, the more fuss she made. This time Wei Zhao simply stopped talking.
Seeing that Wei Zhao was ignoring her, Feng Xiaoxiao looked out the window with a slightly aggrieved expression.
As they neared Dunmeng Street, Wei Zhao's phone buzzed twice—a text message had arrived.
"Boss, I couldn't wait any longer. I've gone in ahead. I'm afraid they might do something to Xiaofen!"
The message was from Kang **. Wei Zhao frowned. This Kang ** still hadn't been able to hold himself back—he had actually gone off alone to penetrate the tiger's den. Wasn't this just making trouble?
Still, Wei Zhao understood Kang **'s feelings. At a time like this, anyone whose beloved had been taken would find it impossible to hold back.
Wei Zhao called Kang **, and sure enough, the voice on the other end said the phone was switched off. It seemed Kang ** had already made up his mind.
Near No. 7 Dumeng Street there was only one compound that resembled a factory. After Wei Zhao drove closer, he found no other buildings. This place was already on the outskirts of the city; apart from wasteland, one had to go a long way before seeing another structure.
"Who goes there!" Wei Zhao's car had barely pulled up to the gate of the compound when two burly men came out from inside and blocked his way.
"Just tourists," Wei Zhao said, putting on a slightly frightened look, while inwardly he was calculating. Security here was tight—by any measure, this didn't look like something Kang Jingming could have set up.
If Kang Jingming only wanted to catch Xiaofen for revenge or to vent his anger, it would have been impossible for him to conjure up such a tightly guarded, heavily secured place on short notice. Could it be a different group of people?
What puzzled Wei Zhao was this: what did these people want with Xiaofen? Xiaofen shouldn't have offended anyone.
"This is private property. Don't dawdle around here—get lost!" The burly man glanced at Wei Zhao's car, saw that it was a sports car with a man and a woman sitting in it, and took them at face value as a couple out for a drive. So he paid them no mind, waving impatiently to signal that they could scram.
"Oh... right, sorry about that!" Wei Zhao started the car, seemingly preparing to back up, then suddenly slammed his foot on the accelerator and rammed straight into the two burly men.
"Bang—bang—" Two loud crashes, and the two men were sent flying, landing on the ground with blood pouring from their mouths, unconscious.
"Ah!" Feng Xiaoxiao let out a shriek, stunned. She might play wild in her daily life, often extorting and roughing people up, and she even dared to stab people with a knife—but watching Wei Zhao ram people with a car without a word left her so shocked she couldn't speak.