"Heh heh."
Gao Zhe, currently at his villa estate in Singapore City, was sitting in a leisure chair in the courtyard after having dinner with his parents. He chuckled into his phone at Wan Yunting, saying, "Surprised? Didn't you expect it was me?"
"Speak, where did you take my niece?" Wan Yunting's eyes glared, his anger no longer contained.
"Hahaha..."
Gao Zhe on the other end could perfectly imagine Wan Yunting's furious, gritting-teeth expression. He happily laughed, "Wan Yunting, aren't you quite the big shot? What, are you itching to kill me now?"
Hearing Gao Zhe's taunting and provocative voice, Wan Yunting's gaze turned cold. He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "What exactly do you want?"
Gao Zhe, smoking a cigar, curled his lips into a sinister smile and said, "It's not what I want, it's what *you* want!"
Wan Yunting's brows furrowed. After a few seconds of silence, he said, "As long as you release my niece, I can drop my investigation into you!"
"Hahaha..."
These words made Gao Zhe erupt in laughter. "Wan Yunting, I truly didn't expect you to be so naive. Do you really think I'd be afraid of your investigation?"
Wan Yunting's heart flared with anger, and he snorted, "Then what do you really want?"
Gao Zhe exhaled smoke, his lips curling into a cold sneer. "Wan Yunting, you've ruined so many of my businesses. If I don't teach you a lesson, do you think I'm easy to bully?"
"By kidnapping your niece, I'm giving you a profound lesson. But don't worry, I'm giving you a chance now to save her!"
Gao Zhe continued to speak playfully, "Aren't you good at fighting? I've arranged people for you. If you win, you can save your niece! If you lose, it will be the burial ground for you both!"
Wan Yunting's face was grim. He knew Gao Zhe clearly intended to kill him, but with Wan'er in his hands, Wan Yunting had no other choice. "Where are your people?"
"Don't worry, someone will take you there."
Gao Zhe grinned sinisterly. "Our game has now begun!"
Wan Yunting wanted to say more, but Gao Zhe had already hung up. Immediately, the doorbell rang. Niu Qiuling went to open it, but Wan Yunting stopped her. He personally opened the door to find two loutish young men. One, in broken Chinese, asked, "Are you Wan Yunting?"
"I am."
Wan Yunting's face was icy. He knew they were Leng Shao's men.
"Come with us."
Confirming it was Wan Yunting, the two youths waved him on.
"Third Brother..."
Wan Dongming, Wang Chulin, and Niu Qiuling watched Wan Yunting nervously. Wan Yunting said, "He's targeting me. For Wan'er, I have to go."
"But..."
Niu Qiuling was anxious. Wan Yunting raised his hand to stop her and said to Wan Dongming, "Second Brother, you all stay here. I'll arrange for people to protect you."
Wan Dongming sighed, understanding he couldn't help. He could only nod. "Third Brother, be careful. If Wan'er..."
Wan Yunting waved to cut off his unfinished words, his gaze resolute. He promised Wan Dongming and Wang Chulin, "Don't worry, I'll bring Wan'er back safely!"
"Be careful..."
Watching her man leave with the two youths, Niu Qiuling called out from the doorway.
Wan Yunting looked back and nodded at her. He followed the two ruffians downstairs, taking out his phone to call Mei Ying, asking them to come to the hotel to protect his second brother and the others.
As for the people arranged by Leng Shao, Wan Yunting wanted to see what tricks they had up their sleeves...
"Get in the car."
A minivan was parked by the roadside at the hotel entrance. A burly youth pulled open the door. Wan Yunting glanced at the two of them expressionlessly. He didn't pay these low-level thugs any mind and stepped into the minivan.
The burly youth who didn't understand Chinese followed, while the other got into the driver's seat, started the minivan, and drove onto the main road, heading towards the outskirts of Manggu...
Sitting in the car, Wan Yunting found it too much effort to speak. He saw the burly youth on his left take out a cigarette, lower the car window, light one, and start smoking.
"Give me one."
Wan Yunting, not caring if he understood or not, reached out.
The youth turned to look at him and cursed in Thai. Wan Yunting couldn't understand him at all, so he didn't bother speaking again. He directly struck the burly youth's neck at an acupoint. Instantly, the youth's eyes rolled back, and he slumped onto the back of the seat, unconscious.
"You... What did you do to him?"
The driver quickly hit the brakes and stopped the car. He turned to look behind him. Wan Yunting was already holding the youth's pack of cigarettes, had taken one out, placed it in his mouth, and used his lighter to light it. He took a puff, frowned, and looked at the local cigarettes in his hand. They were quite strong, and he wasn't used to them.
"Keep driving."
Wan Yunting said coldly without looking up, then continued smoking out the car window...
The thug who understood a bit of Chinese looked at his companion lying next to him. Knowing this Chinese man was not ordinary, he said nervously, "You, you behave yourself..."
The minivan started again and continued towards the outskirts...
Wan Yunting ignored him, smoking and contemplating how many people Leng Shao had arranged to wait for him.
Earlier, Mei Ying had wanted to send Tian Lang to help him, but Wan Yunting refused. He knew Leng Shao had deliberately kidnapped Wan'er to set a trap for him to fall into.
Therefore, Wan Yunting knew the dangers involved without even thinking about it and saw no need for anyone else to accompany him, lest they be implicated.
The minivan sped on, leaving the Manggu city and heading towards the suburbs...
Meanwhile, Wang Lin, after receiving a call from a companion, drove to a small path behind a private estate. Immediately, a vigilant man emerged from a corner. After checking that no one was around, he got into Wang Lin's car.
"How is it?"
Wang Lin looked at this local friend, named Thorja, and asked, "Any clues?"
Thorja pointed to the private estate and said, "I just saw a group of people taking a girl inside. It's very likely that Arkad has found a heart that matches his son!"
Wang Lin's expression changed. "A little girl? How old? What was she wearing? What did she look like?"
Thorja said, "A pink dress, about four or five years old. As for her appearance, I was too far away to see clearly, but the girl kept crying and calling for her mother. Uh, what she was saying sounded like Chinese!"
This shocked Wang Lin. Thorja's detailed description of the girl was precisely his missing niece, Cheng Wan'er.
"Is this her?"
Wang Lin pulled out his phone and found a photo of Cheng Wan'er. This was the photo Wan Dongming had provided to the local police. Although Thorja couldn't see Wan'er's face clearly, based on her height and clothing, he confidently said, "It's this little girl."
"Excellent."
After confirming that the little girl brought to General Arkad's private estate was Wan Yunting's niece, Cheng Wan'er, Wang Lin was overjoyed. He quickly understood!
No wonder his superiors had ordered a halt to the search for Cheng Wan'er's whereabouts. It turned out she was exactly who Arkad was looking for to have a heart transplant for his son.
After all, with Arkad's power, he could completely order the police superiors to cease all actions!