"My target is everything and everyone related to you!" Purple Thorn said coldly.

"Mercenary king, tell me, are you feeling anxious right now?" Purple Thorn's words reverted to their initial mocking tone.

"Don't you feel powerless right now?" Purple Thorn continued to hit Ren Feng.

Ren Feng didn't speak, but he dialed Long Yue's number, asking her to help trace the IP address of the call.

"Mercenary king, if you don't speak again, do you believe I will cut Mr. Xia's face?" Purple Thorn's voice suddenly turned ice-cold.

"I think Mr. Xia's face is still quite tender, and disfiguring it before he dies would be quite a delightful thing," Purple Thorn's words were full of malice, and it seemed that the other hand was playing with a dagger, making a slight cutting sound.

"Purple Thorn, your target is me!" Ren Feng said in a deep voice.

"I thought you wouldn't speak; it seems you do care about Mr. Xia." Purple Thorn laughed heartily.

And on the phone, Long Yue also said, "Almost there, another 30 seconds, and we can pinpoint their location."

30 seconds.

Ren Feng's face was expressionless, and at this time, Purple Thorn's voice turned extremely cold: "Mercenary king, tonight, I want to play a game with you."

"If you don't pass this game, the beautiful CEO will die early."

Ren Feng took a breath, "What do I have to do?"

He glanced at the time, 10 seconds left.

"It's not time yet, oh, by the way, don't think I don't know your tracking methods. If I'm not mistaken, it's 5 seconds until you locate my IP address?" From the phone, came Purple Thorn's cold, sarcastic, and exaggerated laughter.

Ren Feng looked at the time on his phone, just when there were a few seconds left, the phone suddenly emitted a busy tone and got disconnected.

Ren Feng's face was extremely grim, and Long Yue on the other end also frowned.

"Still 1 second short." Long Yue was somewhat annoyed, and the staff on the Dragon Team's side were also a bit frustrated.

"It's fine."

Ren Feng said faintly, then hung up the phone.

The night had completely turned dark, with sparse stars hanging in the summer night sky, almost impossible to see stars in the city.

The Dragon Team had not sent any news, and Lone Wolf also found it difficult to find useful information, Purple Thorn was too troublesome.

Purple Thorn's reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance methods were only second to Black Dragon and Fire Phoenix, and in terms of stealth, they were the first in the Mercenary Corps.

Ren Feng took a deep breath, still anxious and chaotic at heart, but had to force himself to calm down.

The current method is to wait for Purple Thorn to call again.

The fury in Ren Feng's chest was pent-up, with nowhere to vent, he raised his head to look at the building in front, suddenly with a step, True Qi circulated, directly stepping on the air conditioners protruding from the walls, jumping onto the rooftop.

The people around only saw a blur in their eyes, and then a shadow disappeared.

Ren Feng came to the rooftop, the night wind blew, which slightly calmed him down.

He sat down, waiting for Purple Thorn's call to come through.

Meanwhile.

In a spacious abandoned building, Xia Wenxue was bound to a chair, her expression remained relatively calm, trying to struggle with her hands but finding it futile.

Frowning slightly, Xia Wenxue looked down, discovering some wires were tied to her extending aside, where she saw many bombs bound around.

Bombs?

Xia Wenxue's heart trembled slightly, as she continued to struggle, but it was completely useless.

"It's useless, even if you free yourself from the ropes, there's still a lock." Purple Thorn's calm voice sounded.

Xia Wenxue was startled, looking up to see a woman appearing in front of her, the woman had purple hair and eyes, her whole face was completely that of a person from Europe.

"Who are you?" Xia Wenxue looked at Purple Thorn, "I don't know you."

"Of course, you don't need to know me." Purple Thorn giggled, though her smile was unsettling.

With a flick of her right hand, the key in Purple Thorn's hand was thrown away, disappeared into the steel rubble.

Xia Wenxue's heart skipped a beat, and Purple Thorn gradually walked over, saying lightly: "I installed six bombs on you; even if you unlock the lock, you can't get past the bombs."

Purple Thorn lifted Xia Wenxue's chin, leaning closer: "They can explode instantly, you know."

Xia Wenxue snorted, turned her head: "I don't even know you, why do you kidnap me?"

Purple Thorn giggled, "Little sister, but you are the target the mercenary king wants to protect, we have no grudge against you, but we do with him."

Mercenary king?

Xia Wenxue was puzzled, "Is it Ren Feng?"

"Correct." Purple Thorn's face reverted to indifference, "You are a perfect pawn against him, sacrificing you to kill Ren Feng is entirely worth it."

"You!" Xia Wenxue was completely furious, her chest heaving with no effect.

"Stop struggling, you can't break free." Purple Thorn said faintly, "Of course, there's still a way for you to survive."

Xia Wenxue looked up at her.

"As long as he's willing to die for you." A smile appeared on Purple Thorn's face, but within that smile was an iciness, "You can survive."

Xia Wenxue's heart trembled, die for me?

To Xia Wenxue, the thought of it was unimaginable, though she had ventured on her own from home, dying for someone was simply impossible.

Except for her closest ones, she had seen enough of the faces in the business world, not involving interests is fine, once it involves interests, they change immediately, let alone sacrificing one's life for others?

Xia Wenxue's eyes showed some confusion.

Laine came in from outside: "Everything's set."

Purple Thorn nodded, a chill flashed in her eyes: "This time, he's going nowhere."

...

Time passed by every minute and second; these moments were like years for Ren Feng, as if time itself was stretched and elongated.

Since before, three hours had passed, it was already deep into the night, eleven o'clock.

Still no news from the Dragon Team, Lone Wolf sent a message but still no findings.

Ren Feng was somewhat agitated; is the call not coming?

But just then, the phone rang.

"Dear mercenary king, the death game begins." On the phone, Purple Thorn's voice appeared eerie and cold.

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