Zijing Thorn saw Ren Feng stop, a cold sneer in his eyes.

"Ren Feng, I didn't expect this woman to become your shackle. In this line of work, there shouldn't be women, or they'll only be weaknesses." Zijing Thorn sneered, "It's just a pity you didn't remember this rule."

Zijing Thorn clapped his hands, and Ren Feng's gaze turned to the distance, where two subordinates were pushing Xia Wenxue, who was tied to a chair, out.

Xia Wenxue seemed not to have been abused. Although there was urgency on her charming face, her red lips and small face were still so exquisite.

Ren Feng's gaze sharpened, Xia Wenxue was tied to a wheelchair, unable to move, and Xia Wenxue's gaze also turned towards Ren Feng.

Their eyes met in the air, and Ren Feng visibly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she's okay.

And Xia Wenxue's eyes also held a sense of surprise; when a person is desperate, they always hope someone can come to save them.

But Xia Wenxue was very smart; she didn't speak, knowing that this was not a situation where speaking was advisable.

Ren Feng retracted his gaze to look at Zijing Thorn. "But I'm sorry to tell you, there's still a fifth stage." Zijing Thorn's lips curled with mockery, "Because I'm the rule maker."

"When introducing the rules of this last stage, I think it's necessary to let you know one thing."

"King of Mercenaries, though you won the fourth stage," Zijing Thorn pointed toward Xia Wenxue, "I think you can clearly see, I tied at least seven wires on your CEO lady."

Ren Feng looked over, indeed, multiple wires were tied to Xia Wenxue, and they were obviously bomb fuses!

Ren Feng's expression darkened, besides the bomb tied to the chair, those fuses extended to various pillars in the hall, clearly tied with bombs!

"You are well aware of the power of these bombs; it's no problem to blow this building down." Zijing Thorn revealed a red switch button in his right hand, "This in my hand is the switch. As long as I gently press it, your CEO lady will go 'boom' and turn to dust!"

Ren Feng's face sank, "Let her go."

Zijing Thorn's face had a cold smile, "Looks like you understand the current situation very well, good, I don't need to say it a second time."

Xia Wenxue, listening on the side, no longer had the previous calm expression, her eyes filled with urgency and despair, but she kept comforting herself in her heart: don't panic, don't panic.

But it's impossible not to panic. Xia Wenxue, though having encountered kidnappings before, had never been in such a dire situation.

"Brother, you go control her." Zijing Thorn said to Laine.

Laine gave Ren Feng an arrogant laugh, then came beside Xia Wenxue, playing with a dagger in his hand, occasionally placing it against Xia Wenxue's throat. Just a gentle push and it would pierce through her throat.

Xia Wenxue's face was full of tension, her gaze fixed on Laine, her beautiful eyes extremely anxious, not daring to move.

"What should I do?" Ren Feng took a deep breath.

"No rush, before the last rule, I need to settle my score." Zijing Thorn came over holding a whip, "You must not fight back, and no dodging, otherwise Laine will cut your CEO little sweetheart."

Ren Feng's face sank, Laine over there grinned, and Xia Wenxue looked at Ren Feng, her rosy little mouth slightly open, her gaze mixed with panic, unwillingness, and fear, extremely complex.

To Xia Wenxue, she didn't wish for Ren Feng to sacrifice for her, but she couldn't die either; her wishes were not yet fulfilled, how could she die?

It's a tricky puzzle, but the choice wasn't hers to make.

Ren Feng looked at Xia Wenxue not far away, with Laine right next to her, brandishing a knife, his face full of a malicious grin.

He didn't dare try, or rather, couldn't try, he didn't want Xia Wenxue to get hurt, but the current Laine was practically a mad dog; if he resisted even slightly, no doubt Laine would cut Xia Wenxue's face.

Zijing Thorn was already right there, looking at Ren Feng's grim face, suddenly lashed out hard with the whip.

"Pa!"

The whip landed on Ren Feng's chest, tearing his clothes and leaving a bloody welt.

Ren Feng didn't move, only his face grew even darker.

Xia Wenxue looked on with some reluctance, but Zijing Thorn laughed arrogantly, "Ren Feng, aren't you very strong? Why aren't you dodging? Didn't you say you would kill me? Why don't you kill?"

Each question was accompanied by a lashing, and in just a moment, Ren Feng's chest bore several bloody welts, the barbs even taking some skin and flesh with them.

Xia Wenxue couldn't help but turn away, her face full of reluctance; for her, as a woman, this scene was too brutal to bear.

Meanwhile, late at night, there was noise on the road, the darkness was dispelled by car headlights.

"How much longer?" Long Yue asked from the back.

"No more than five minutes!"

Long Yue's heart calmed slightly, then she checked the number dialed on the phone again; so far, she had called Ren Feng more than a dozen times, but none were answered.

She couldn't help but furrow her brow, feeling that something wasn't right, as if something bad was happening.

At this moment, the living room in the building, under the dim light, gave the entire place a scene reminiscent of the last century.

Zijing Thorn lashed out over and over, Ren Feng's chest was covered in blood, but he made no sound, his expression unchanged.

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