sjar Chapter 534 Did you take your medicine?
Chapter 534 Did you take your medicine?
Jiang Fan did not answer.
Soon, they arrived at the black car. Bai Yisha wanted to say something more, but Jiang Fan shoved her into the car. He stood in front of the car door, looked at her deeply for a few moments, and then closed the door.
Bai Yisha watched as he turned and walked away without a second thought, and she suddenly panicked.
"Jiang Fan, wait a minute, I haven't said anything yet..."
A waft of incense wafted from inside the car, and Bai Yisha's consciousness became hazy. Her vision went black, and she fainted.
Ji Jiaxu's gloomy eyes swept over Bai Yisha in the car. He took out a lighter from his pocket, lit a cigarette, took a drag, and slowly exhaled rings of white smoke.
"What did you just say to her?"
He handed him a cigarette.
Jiang Fan didn't answer, but turned his head to look at the big tree next to him with a complicated expression. The weather was mixed with gusts of wind, making the leaves rustle.
"It's nothing. When will the people making the deal arrive?"
"Almost there, I'll be there in five minutes."
Jiang Fan snapped out of his daze, glanced at the unconscious Bai Yisha, and remained motionless for a long time.
Ji Jiaxu followed his gaze, took another puff, and pursed her lips into a thin line: "You like the daughter of your enemy?"
"She...is also your sister. Maybe we should just forget about it."
"Pah!" Ji Jiaxu angrily threw the cigarette in his hand to the ground, grinding it hard with his toe as if the cigarette butt were Bai Yisha: "My surname is Ji!"
Seemingly still not satisfied, he grabbed Jiang Fan's collar with both hands, glaring at him fiercely with his scarlet eyes scanning him.
He cursed loudly, "What do you mean 'let it go'?! How can you face your dead family?! Why don't you just die too?! What's so pitiful about her, the offspring of a beast! You're so great, Jiang Fan!"
Jiang Fan seemed to have his long-suppressed emotions stirred up as he retorted, "So what?! You hit Bai Hualin and he didn't die, and he even got away. Bai Yanran is living a carefree life abroad, and you can't catch her. Even her son is being protected. I'm already doing a great job by kidnapping her! But she doesn't know anything. What would you get if you kidnapped her and sold her?"
"Ha, she knows nothing? Just because she's from the Bai family, she deserves to die! I've already promised to spare her life, sold her out, what more do you want? I don't even want to talk to you anymore, you've been lying low for so long, and you're still dragging your feet when you kidnap someone, what do you like about her, do you like seven or eight of her men?!"
Jiang Fan seemed to have been hit where it hurt, and punched Ji Jiaxu.
I'll fuck your mother!
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ji Jiaxu rushed forward and threw a straight punch at Jiang Fan's face.
The two got tangled up and fought from one place to another, knocking over a roadside trash can, its metal lid clanging loudly.
They had no rules, only raw anger and power; fists, knees, and elbows became their weapons.
After fighting for a long time, both of them were panting heavily, glaring at each other with hateful eyes.
The person making the deal had arrived long ago. He watched for a while, and seeing that they had all stopped, he slowly stepped forward: "Two bosses, have you had enough? If you've had enough, then come and make a deal."
The two men, their faces bruised and swollen, looked at the unlicensed taxi driver almost simultaneously.
The man making the transaction was a burly middle-aged man with slicked-back hair, a cigarette tucked behind his ear, and a thick gold chain around his neck. When he saw them looking over, he patted his round belly, his eyes shrewd like abacus beads.
Ji Jiaxu stood up from the ground, glanced at Jiang Fan who was sitting on the ground in a disheveled state, sneered, and led him to see without turning her head.
When the middle-aged man saw Bai Yisha's profile, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes, and he gasped, "This little girl is so pretty, tsk tsk tsk, really attractive. If it weren't for my preference for men, I might have eaten her up."
"Thirty million, will you sell?"
"Alright! She's worth the price. That simpleton of a family just happens to need a wife."
The middle-aged man rubbed his thick palms together, took out his phone and started transferring money. While the two were making a transaction, Jiang Fan turned his head, grabbed a weed on the ground, tugged at it, and finally let go, closing his eyes.
Justice... I've worked hard for six years, but the capitalists have all the power to control everything.
Where is justice?
You're just a naive and innocent girl, what justice can you possibly achieve?
All I want is for the Bai couple to die, and for everyone involved in that incident to die. Can you do that? You can't.
Bai Yisha, if you can survive, that's your destiny.
You don't owe me anything anymore.
After the transaction was completed, the two people opened the car, dispersed the sedatives inside, and soon got back in the car and drove away from the place.
Ten minutes after the middle-aged man left, two young men appeared.
Bai Hualin stood on the street corner, wearing a loose black hooded sweatshirt, with a few strands of hair peeking out from under the brim, shimmering in the sunlight.
She wore ripped jeans, not the kind that were deliberately distressed, but the real marks from wearing them. The edges of the rips at the knees were slightly frayed. On her feet were a pair of limited-edition high-top canvas shoes with the laces loosely tied.
He wore several bracelets of different materials on his wrists, some made of leather, some of metal, and a small wooden Buddhist rosary, which gently clinked together with his movements.
"We found out. The person who hit you is called Ji Jiaxu. He seemed to be making some kind of deal here ten minutes ago. Should we follow him? If we do, we'll be discovered. Your injuries haven't healed yet, so it's not a good time to fight someone head-on. We need to find your sister first. We don't have much information about her, so it will take some time."
Another young man raised his hand, looked at the seemingly valuable watch, and said calmly.
He wore a dark gray cashmere turtleneck sweater that shimmered faintly in the sunlight, over which he wore a navy blue wool coat with clean lines, and dark, slim-fit trousers with straight creases.
He wore a pair of simple titanium alloy glasses with lightweight frames that were almost unnoticeable.
Bai Hualin nodded.
He had just experienced a sudden, inexplicable palpitation, as if he had some kind of premonition.
It was a remote place, deserted, and early, so the two left together. But before leaving, Bai Hualin stared in one direction, frowning for a long time.
......
He Zhizhou, Cheng Wangxun, and Lu Jingyan woke up.
They were woken up by being splashed with cold water.
Of course, it was Song Yumi who did this.
They didn't rest last night, waiting around Song Yumi's computer. They finally found a clue, only to discover that the hair clip had been destroyed.
They tracked down Bai Yisha's phone and various other trackable items, which were scattered in eight directions.
Chi Liche sent people out directly, but they returned to report that the locations were all used to mislead people.
Song Yumi could go crazy at any moment. Lu Mingxing kept an eye on him. Xi Yanchen had already gone out to search with Chi Liche's men. Even Luo Su, upon hearing about Bai Yisha's situation, went out with Xi Yanchen.
While Lu Mingxing was in the restroom, Song Yumi brought over a bucket of ice water and poured it over the three of them.
As expected, all three of them woke up.
"Song Yumi!"
When Lu Mingxing came out and saw him in such a frenzied state, he quickly stepped forward and pulled him back, saying, "Calm down, did you take your medicine?!"