Stolen Life of the Poor Girl, Top Luxury Family's Group Favor

Chapter 160

Li Xiaoya listened to them arguing and lowered her head slightly.

She also felt that someone was looking for her.

She wasn't sure exactly who was looking for her... but she believed they would find her soon.

However, she still had some questions that needed to be clarified.

She lowered her head and carefully organized her thoughts.

Raising her head, she asked, "How did Wei Lin make arrangements with you at the time?"

Li Jiang and Shen Yong's argument came to an abrupt halt. He turned his head in astonishment and said, "What?"

Li Xiaoya's eyes were still red, but she wasn't crying anymore.

"You're clever," Li Xiaoya said.

Li Jiang lowered his head and chuckled, "Xiaoya, are you complimenting me?"

Li Xiaoya's expression remained unchanged as she continued, "When Wei Lin entrusted my mother to you, he must have made arrangements with you about how long you would look after her, including how to provide you with living expenses. He couldn't have not left you any contact information... If he didn't leave anything, why didn't you question his motives?"

Li Jiang's eyes flickered slightly, "He did leave something. He left me an email address. But later that email account was deactivated."

"But I kept something else. At the time, I asked him to tell me in detail how to take good care of your mother, and I recorded it. Xiaoya, do you want this recording?"

"You've figured it out too? Wei Lin was actually the mastermind. Do you want to deal with him?"

"I can give you the recording, Xiaoya. After all, I'm your father. Whether you believe it or not, I once sincerely hoped that you were really my daughter. I liked you very much..."

Li Jiang's voice suddenly stopped there.

"Bzzt—"

"Bzzt—"

A harsh noise suddenly sounded from the direction of the iron door.

"Someone's coming," Shen Yong said tremblingly, "It's not the police, is it? Jiang Li! Should we go down the secret passage?"

Li Jiang calmly looked at Li Xiaoya, "Come, Xiaoya, I'll leave this decision to you. Do you really want that recording? If you want it, you'll have to forgive your father. You can't let your father fall into the hands of the police."

This was the leverage that made Li Jiang so fearless despite his madness.

In Li Xiaoya's heart, wasn't Wei Lin more despicable?

Moreover, Wei Lin was now openly holding a position in the family and living a life of luxury, right?

That was even more intolerable!

"Bzzt—"

The sound seemed to intensify.

But it was a thick iron door.

So Li Jiang was very confident.

But Shen Yong started trembling, "Jiang Li! Where's the secret passage? Where is it?!"

Li Xiaoya said, "There is no secret passage."

Shen Yong's face changed dramatically, "What?"

Li Jiang nodded, "Preparing too many escape routes only leads to a life on the run... Xiaoya is the real escape route."

As he finished speaking, a large hole was forcibly cut into the big iron door.

With a loud "thud".

The cut portion fell to the ground with a crash, kicking up clouds of dust.

Several foreigners with fierce expressions, tall statures, and clothes stretched tight by bulging muscles walked in.

They were holding iron bars, and even... iron spikes.

Their presence was intimidating.

"Did they... come to the wrong place?" Shen Yong asked tremblingly.

From the moment he saw the foreign faces, Li Jiang's expression changed. He reached out to grab Li Xiaoya, but he was too late.

Li Xiaoya rolled on the ground, directly colliding with a nearby container.

She rolled too forcefully.

But at least she escaped from Li Jiang's control.

Li Jiang reached out to grab her again.

But unexpectedly, someone beat him to it...

Ke Muning strode over with his long legs, picked up Li Xiaoya, and even patted the dust off her body.

He stared at Li Jiang, his light blue eyes, typical of Germanic people, as cold as glass, reflecting a merciless light.

"I kill you," Ke Muning spat out a few words in the language of Hua Country through his teeth.

Even Shen Yong understood these words.

Shen Yong jumped up, "What, what, what are you doing? Murder is against the law!"

"Law?" Ke Muning pushed Li Xiaoya back a bit, "This doesn't constrain me."

Li Xiaoya suddenly grabbed his sleeve.

Ke Muning lowered his head and asked, "What? Do you want to kill him yourself? Oh, that won't do. This is in your Hua Country, you would be breaking your laws here. I don't have such worries."

Li Jiang had worked in Jiang City before, where English was popular, so he knew some basic English. Understanding the man's words, his face immediately changed, "Xiaoya! Are you going to let him kill me? Don't you still want the recording?"

"Don't kill him," Li Xiaoya shook Ke Muning's sleeve.

Ke Muning shook his head, "No, I'm very angry."

He paused, and fearing they wouldn't understand, Ke Muning, who was originally lazy about learning the language of Hua Country, forcibly spat out a few more words in their language: "I smash his brain, juice flow out, invite him eat."

Shen Yong was so scared he fell on his bottom, "How, how can this foreigner be so arrogant?"

Li Qingqing also gasped violently in fear.

Who... who was this person?

He had never appeared in her previous life!

Why... why did he seem even more terrifying than Sheng Yuxiao and Qin Sui?

At this moment, Li Xiaoya called out, "Dad."

Li Jiang immediately said, "Sir, please calm down. Did you hear that? She called me dad. I haven't done anything to her..."

He hadn't expected it wouldn't be the police, but the situation had become even more troublesome...

After all, the police couldn't lay hands on him before he was convicted.

However, Li Xiaoya hugged Ke Muning's arm and said to him, "Hey, I'm calling you."

Li Jiang's expression froze.

That maddening jealousy surged up in his heart again.

Ke Muning frowned deeply, looking down at Li Xiaoya instead of rushing to execute Li Jiang.

Li Xiaoya said, "Hug me, pick me up."

Huh?

Acting coy again?

And at such an inappropriate time.

Ke Muning's eyelid twitched, but he still picked her up with one arm. His doting manner was evident, directly imprinting itself in Li Qingqing's eyes.

Li Qingqing was speechless to the point of wanting to go mad.

Where on earth did Li Xiaoya meet this person? And he was so good to her too!

At this moment, Li Xiaoya leaned close to Ke Muning's ear and whispered a few words.

Ke Muning's deeply furrowed brows slowly smoothed out.

He reached out towards Li Jiang: "She begged me for mercy. Give her what she wants, and I won't kill you."

Li Jiang let out a long breath, "Really?"

Ke Muning sneered, "Of course, I keep my word."

"I don't have it on me," Li Jiang said, "You have to let me go to get it."

Ke Muning looked at Li Xiaoya.

Li Xiaoya nodded slightly at him.

At this point, Ke Muning put Li Xiaoya down, strode over to Li Jiang, kicked him down with one foot, and heavily stepped on his chest.

Li Jiang had been negotiating with him and never expected him to suddenly do this, completely catching him off guard.

He only heard a "crack", followed by a sharp pain.

It seemed... his ribs had been forcibly broken.

"You can't... she hasn't got the recording yet..."

"Did you see her nod? She's already gotten the information from you," Ke Muning said in English.

"Know? Know what? Just because I answered that the recording isn't on me? She can't possibly guess where it is..."

"She's so smart," Ke Muning said, one hand pressing on Li Jiang's neck, "How could she not guess?"

"Xiaoya... Xiaoya..." Li Jiang suddenly felt chilled to the bone, sensing that this foreigner might really dare to kill.

He desperately called out Li Xiaoya's name: "Do... do you really want to watch me die?"

Ke Muning, tall and strong, actually lifted Li Jiang directly from the ground.

He said, "Come, let's do a handover."

"Handover what?" Li Jiang asked, enduring the pain.

But Ke Muning didn't answer.

Li Jiang was thus pressed against the broken door opening.

Outside the door opening was a cutting machine.

Ke Muning placed his hand under the cutting machine.

At this point, Ke Muning's subordinate very enthusiastically suggested, "Sir, the blade is too sharp, I don't think it can achieve the effect of torture."

"I suggest using something duller, or gradually crushing with a stone would be good too."