Chapter 778: Knocked Flying. You’re Dead

Yun Jian sped along the way and took the highway as she stepped on the accelerator. Even the cars cruising the highway were shocked. Who the heck was driving so aggressively?

In spite of it, what attracted their attention even more was Brother Lin who was restrained and tied on the roof of Yun Jian’s sports car. The man was basically experiencing an unprecedented and thrilling rollercoaster ride as he could not move an inch from being tethered to the car roof.

Instead of over an hour’s drive going from Zhe Province to Nan Province, Yun Jian had forcefully shortened it to only 20 minutes, three times less than the supposed duration!

That reality had only proved how hard it must have been for Brother Lin who sat on the roof of the car.

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Somewhere in Nan Province where it was the closest to Zhe Province’s border, there was a street named Shibu Street. In the most secluded area of said street, there was a large plate with several large words on it hung in front—Goodwill Clinic.

A look at it was enough to tell that it was a private clinic. It was set up in the most deserted spot on Shibu Street where there was rarely anyone. No one ever came here to get treated.

Right now, a large black van was slowly driving into the area. Those who were around barely paid any attention.

Although cars were a rare sight in 1999, driving a car into a clinic to save lives was not bewildering.

Just as the big black van drove in, it slowly came to a stop in front of Goodwill Clinic. By the time it arrived at the entrance of the clinic, it was already in an isolated and uninhabited alley where no one would hear you even if you screamed yourself hoarse.

It was then the door of the van was pulled open with a rustle.

“Bring her down quickly and go inside!” A man wearing a black mask hopped off the van and urged a few helpers in the vehicle.

Right after that, this man in a black mask turned to give Goodwill Clinic a shout, “Come out for rescue! We have a patient!”

“Come out for rescue! We have a patient!” was only a code word.

A few people who looked like they were doctors ran out of the clinic immediately.

Goodwill Clinic had the exterior appearance of a clinic but what it did behind that façade was selling human organs.

Those in the trade called their abducted victims “goods”. Goods that were captured would be sent to Goodwill Clinic to be dissected for their organs to be extracted.

Hence, the code word that the man wearing a black mask said just now meant that they had goods arriving and it was time to work.

As the man in the mask got off the van and the handful of people bolted out from the clinic, planning to move Qin Yirou who was already unconscious in the car down, a fiery red sports car drifted and sped into the alley.

“This is…” When those men were aware of it, they saw the flaming red Ferrari sports car speeding toward them.

A series of bangs erupted as the red Ferrari sports car sped over and drifted at lightning speed.

Yun Jian made an exaggerated drift in her Ferrari sports car and maneuvered the steering wheel, directing the car to run right into the group of men who stood beside the black van with the man in the black mask as the head.

The five or six people there were flung off from the collision.

“What’s going on?” Those in the car who had yet to carry Qin Yirou down hopped off the van quickly.

Once they did, however, they were greeted with the bloodied sight of the men, including the one wearing a black mask, already dead from being run over by a Ferrari sports car. They then saw a teenage girl who was about 16 years old standing on top of that bright red Ferarri a short distance away.

Yun Jian had gotten up to the roof of her car somehow and landed a kick to send Brother Lin flying down from there. She looked down at the men like she was looking at dead people, declaring, “You guys are dead for daring to abduct my mother!”

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