At this moment, Wan Yunting, driving his yellow sports car, followed closely behind Guo Feng’s minivan as they left the Brooklyn district and headed back towards the Bronx district. Suddenly, his phone rang in his pocket. Wan Yunting pulled it out and saw it was Jiang Wenhao's name.
Wan Yunting's eyes widened, and he immediately pressed the answer button and put it to his ear. A man's voice, Bertrand’s, came through: "Kid, it seems I didn't prepare enough. You managed to leave the Brooklyn district alive!"
Knowing the main culprit had appeared, Wan Yunting calmly asked, "Tell me, where do I need to find you?"
Bertrand sat on a sofa, a subordinate relighting his cigar. He looked at Jiang Wenhao, who was hanging weakly from an iron frame in front of him, and said with a smile, "The suburbs of New Jersey State, the Phenom Auto Salvage Yard. Be there before noon tomorrow. If you're a minute late, I'll personally deliver your friend's corpse to you!"
Wan Yunting, having memorized the address, said with a grim expression, "I need to confirm he's still alive!"
"You can."
Bertrand smiled, took the phone, and walked towards Jiang Wenhao, then held it to his ear. Jiang Wenhao trembled and said, "Teacher, is… is that you?"
Hearing Jiang Wenhao's voice, Wan Yunting's heart tightened. He said, "Wenhao, how are you?"
"Teacher, don't come to save me. They're prepared. They're waiting to kill you…"
"Haha, did you hear that?"
Bertrand, who didn't understand Chinese, took back the phone and stopped Jiang Wenhao from speaking. He smiled at Wan Yunting and said, "Remember, be there before noon tomorrow, or I'll kill him with my own hands!"
"Alright, you wait for me."
Knowing Jiang Wenhao was still alive, Wan Yunting felt a surge of excitement and anger. These people had thoroughly ignited his wrath.
After hanging up the call, Wan Yunting slammed on the brakes and stopped by the roadside. Gao Mingyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat with his head down, immediately bumped forward, crying out in pain…
Wan Yunting got out of the car and waved towards the minivan ahead. Guo Feng, who was driving, saw him and also braked, then reversed slowly. Seeing Wan Yunting on the phone, he said, "Lucy, send people to pick me up immediately. That's all for now…"
"Buddy, what's wrong?"
Guo Feng, Yang Yudong, and Uncle Peng got out, as did Gao Mingyu from his car. They all looked at Wan Yunting with nervous expressions. He said, "Jiang Wenhao is at the Phenom Auto Salvage Yard in New Jersey State. They told me to be there before tomorrow morning!"
"Are you sure?"
Yang Yudong frowned, not expecting that the people who kidnapped Jiang Wenhao would personally call Wan Yunting.
"Sure, Wenhao is in their hands."
Wan Yunting nodded, then asked, "How long does it take to get to New Jersey State from here?"
"Wait, let me check the map…"
Guo Feng took out his phone and immediately searched for the Phenom Auto Salvage Yard in New Jersey State. When he found it, he showed it to Wan Yunting: "One hundred and thirty kilometers, just over an hour to get there."
Wan Yunting nodded, frowning as he began to plan. Yang Yudong looked at him and asked, "They asked you to go, so they've obviously prepared everything. What are you planning to do?"
"Call the police, what else can we do?"
Uncle Peng said, "Are you going to barge in like tonight? They called you intentionally, meaning they've set up a trap waiting for you. If you go alone, it's a death trap!"
"Uncle Peng, if calling the police worked, Jiang Wenhao would have been rescued long ago," Guo Feng turned to Uncle Peng and said.
Wan Yunting raised an eyebrow, leaned against the car door, took out a cigarette, and lit it. He knew that since Jiang Wenhao was captured and the local police had not made any move, it meant the other party had already made arrangements with them.
"Manager Yang, you guys go back first."
Wan Yunting, having made up his mind, looked up and smiled at Yang Yudong and the others, "When Lucy and her people arrive, I'll go to the Phenom Auto Salvage Yard in New Jersey State tonight to rescue him!"
"No way, buddy, you're going alone?"
Guo Feng's eyes widened. He exclaimed, looking at Wan Yunting, "Although I admit you're capable, they know you're very capable tonight, so they'll definitely prepare more people for you. You're walking into a death trap."
Yang Yudong also nodded and said, "You should contact your leaders back home to discuss a plan. Perhaps you can find a solution."
"No, that would take too much time!"
Wan Yunting shook his head. Although he knew calling Pang Yuan back and perhaps exerting pressure through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to get the local police to cooperate would take too much time.
Now that they asked him to be there before noon tomorrow, if he didn't go, they would undoubtedly kill Jiang Wenhao without hesitation. Therefore, Wan Yunting couldn't afford to waste time or take risks.
For a moment, Guo Feng and Uncle Peng looked at Yang Yudong, and she, seeing Wan Yunting's resolute attitude, didn't know what to say.
After all, this was the United States, not their home country. Moreover, Wan Yunting was alone, without any local help. They couldn't expect Yang Yudong and Uncle Peng from special departments to bring kitchen knives and go with him to rescue someone.
Looking at Gao Mingyu, whose pants were now wet, he was clearly unreliable.
After finishing a cigarette, Wan Yunting checked his left arm injury, which seemed fine. He then smiled at Yang Yudong and the others, "Don't worry, I'm going for a sneak attack tonight, not a frontal assault like tonight. So, I'll find a way to rescue him by myself."
Hearing his words, Guo Feng and Uncle Peng, unable to help, could only exchange awkward glances, feeling too embarrassed to say anything.
After waiting for about half an hour, Lucy arrived with a convoy of Land Rovers. Wan Yunting walked towards her, said a few words to Lucy, then turned back to Yang Yudong and the others, smiling, "Manager Yang, I'll have lunch at the Cantonese restaurant tomorrow noon. I'm leaving now."
Yang Yudong nodded expressionlessly. Guo Feng waved and called out, "Bye…"
Then Wan Yunting got into the car with Lucy, and told the driver to head directly towards the outskirts of New Jersey State…
"This young man is truly extraordinary."
Watching Wan Yunting and his group leave, Uncle Peng couldn't help but sigh. Guo Feng said with admiration, "They didn't exaggerate back home. He's definitely a hero. Even movies wouldn't dare to film this."
"Let's go back."
Yang Yudong turned and got into the minivan. Guo Feng and Uncle Peng exchanged glances and awkwardly got into their car and drove back. Looking at Gao Mingyu, who was sitting in the passenger seat with an embarrassed expression, Guo Feng looked at his wet crotch and gruffly cursed, "Useless thing, resign and leave when we get back…"
Meanwhile, in the car, Lucy was bandaging Wan Yunting's left arm injury. He then noticed a bullet graze on his right thigh, but they were minor injuries with no significant impact.
"Mr. Wan, are you really going to rescue President Jiang alone?"
Lucy's beautiful blue eyes looked at Wan Yunting. She said, "We could actually put pressure on the local police. They would definitely go and rescue President Jiang."
"No, if the police go, Jiang won't survive!"
Wan Yunting shook his head. After all, the other party had connections with the local police. If they knew he was pressuring the police, they would undoubtedly send back Jiang Wenhao's corpse without hesitation.
"Don't worry, Lucy. Just follow my instructions," Wan Yunting gave Lucy a comforting smile and said, "I will rescue Jiang tonight."
"Alright, Mr. Wan. You be careful too."
Lucy nodded. She believed this Chinese man. Although she couldn't witness his killing skills, she had seen him command Jiang Wenhao, manipulate Wall Street finance, and stir up various storms. She knew Wan Yunting was a god-like figure…
At this time, it was eleven o'clock in the morning in the capital city, Beijing. Ouyang Liqun was at his Ouyang family mansion, accompanying an old man in a pavilion on a lake. Despite the cold weather, the lake had frozen over. However, the old man and the young man were sitting in chairs in the lake pavilion, with a brazier below and a pot of water being heated. The old man, draped in a large coat, was Ouyang Liqun's grandfather, Ouyang Shen He!
"Liqun, how long have you been back?"
Ouyang Shen He, who was over eighty years old, had short, white hair and a ruddy but wrinkled face. He was playing Go with Ouyang Liqun. His old eyes slightly lifted as he looked at his grandson in front of him. Ouyang Liqun smiled and said, "Grandpa, I've been back for about a month."
"And how long do you plan to stay at home?" Ouyang Shen He asked, holding a white Go stone and placing it on the board with a smile.
Ouyang Liqun smiled and said, "I'll leave after the New Year."
"Good. You haven't spent the New Year at home for several years. Let's have a good family reunion this year," Ouyang Shen He said with a smile.
Ouyang Liqun nodded in agreement. However, at this moment, his phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and saw it was opened by Huang Zhiming. He directly hung up, declined the call, turned off the silent mode, and put it back in his pocket. He smiled at his grandfather and said, "Today, I'll just play Go with Grandpa."
"Heh heh…"
Ouyang Shen He smiled. Watching him place a Go stone, he also picked up his white stone and placed it on the board, asking, "What are your thoughts on your father and your uncle competing for the position of family head?"
Ouyang Liqun's hand, holding a Go stone, paused. He looked up at his grandfather, then smiled and continued playing Go, saying, "Grandpa, I have no opinion. I believe you have already decided who will take over as the family head, so your grandson doesn't need to say anything unnecessary."
"Hahahaha…"
Ouyang Shen He laughed heartily, pointed at him, and said with a smile, "Don't you want to fight for your father?"
Ouyang Liqun smiled, "In terms of ability, my dad can't compare to my uncle."
Ouyang Shen He nodded, satisfied with his honesty, and said, "But your dad has you!"
Ouyang Liqun shook his head and smiled, "Grandpa, I still prefer to stay abroad."
This made Ouyang Shen He a bit unhappy. "Liqun, abroad may be good, but you ultimately have to come back to inherit this vast family business. Even if I choose your uncle as the current family head, he has no one in his line. Among your cousins, their abilities are not as good as yours, do you understand?"
Ouyang Liqun nodded and smiled, "I understand, Grandpa. But it's not my turn yet." wΑp.kanshu伍.net
"Hahahaha, you kid, don't go wild and have fun abroad. Come back more often to help the family, understand?" Ouyang Shen He said, then placed a Go stone and immediately exclaimed, "The board is set. You lost."
Ouyang Liqun smiled, "It's been a long time since we played. I can't beat you, Grandpa."
"Heh heh."
Ouyang Shen He raised his old eyes, pointed at him with his Go-holding finger, and chuckled twice without saying anything else…