A high-end club.

Liang Meixuan and Huang Mingkun didn't even return home, and went straight to find Liao Haicheng.

The two were tortured for several days, and at this moment, they were like refugees, their bodies were stinky, and their faces were still pale, and they were stopped by two black-clothed bodyguards as soon as they arrived at the door.

"What people!"

"Me! I'm Liang Meixuan! We have something very important to look for Mr. Liao! Liang Meixuan spoke eagerly.

"Liang Meixuan? How did you get to this? The bodyguard recognized the two and looked disdainful.

"We've been kidnapped! I finally escaped! ”

"Kidnapping?"

- "Who's out there?" ”

At this moment, a man's deep voice came from the room.

"Mr. Liao, it's Miss Liang and Mr. Huang!"

"Let them in."

"Yes!"

After the bodyguard heard Liao Haicheng's voice, he brought Liang Meixuan to Huang Mingkun.

On the black sofa, a man in his fifties and sixties, with a cigar in his mouth, was sitting leisurely.

"What's going on?" Liao Haicheng glanced at the two of them.

Liang Meixuan immediately added fuel and vinegar to tell everything about the incident.

Liao Haicheng's assistant frowned slightly when he heard this, "Heh, that little girl, I just went to Yao Jiawen's set a few days ago and smashed the scene, and Mr. Liao had already sent someone to warn him."

However, I didn't expect that little girl to be even more bold than we imagined, and she actually tied up both of you directly. ”

"What? That little slut still went to the set to make trouble? ”

When Huang Mingkun heard this, he hurriedly said to Liao Haicheng, "Not only that, that little slut also sent someone to take our confession!" Mr. Liao, that little slut, you must not warn it! Now our confession is in her hands, and if they win the case by the time the court starts, the company will fall into their hands......"

Hearing this, Liao Haicheng's assistant looked at Liang Meixuan and Huang Mingkun with a slightly cold gaze, "Mr. Liao does things, do you still need you to teach him?" ”

Huang Mingkun's face turned white with fright, licked his face and said: "Of course not, of course not, Mr. Liao, what are you, that little slut is just an ant, you can pinch her to death with your fingers!" ”

At this moment, Liao Haicheng's mobile phone suddenly rang, and it was an unfamiliar number calling.

"Say."

Liao Haicheng answered the phone and spoke expressionlessly.

"Liao Haicheng, I don't know your son Liao Jiaqi...... Where are people now. On the phone, a woman's lazy smile was heard.

As the woman's voice fell, Liao Haicheng's brows suddenly frowned, as if he realized something, so he covered the phone and looked at the assistant beside him: "What about Jiaqi." ”

Hearing the sound, the assistant said: "Young Master Jiaqi doesn't know where he went, he has been contacted before, but the phone is turned off......"

"What ......"

Immediately, Liao Haicheng's complexion suddenly changed, as the leader of the Hongxing Club, Liao Haicheng instantly understood the meaning of the call, but he was afraid that Liao Jiaqi would fall into the hands of others......

"What do you want?"

Liao Haicheng picked up the phone, his voice containing a hint of anger.

"Huh...... Liao Haicheng...... Your son Liao Jiaqi is now in my hands...... I hope ......"

However, before Ye Wanwan could finish speaking, a scream came from the rear, and even Ye Wanwan was startled.

"Ah...... Stop it...... Wow...... Help me...... Dad, save me, I'm going to die...... Ahhh......h