A cigarette was finished as Bo Yanching rolled up the car window.
There was only one road, and when Bo Yanching drove past Nan Jiaojiao, he did not recognize her.
She was wearing the same black camisole as Lu Zhenzhen, sexy and bold, with a hat pressed low on her head, obscuring her face.
Her clothes were different, her aura distinct, and topped off with her fierce demeanor, Bo Yanching did not associate this person with Nan Jiaojiao at all.
Yaen Chi gave a meaningful glance, “The girl is quite fierce, with many clever moves, every strike lethal.
She likely did not want to trouble herself by maiming them badly and used just enough force to ensure they could recover—quite impressive.
When did Rongcheng City produce such a character?”
“That waist, quite slender.”
A distance away, Bo Yanching’s phone rang—it was from the Bo Family’s butler.
As soon as he answered, the voice on the other end was frantic, “Third Master, the young master is missing!”
“Screech—”
He braked hard, and sparks flew from the wheels.
Meanwhile, after Nan Jiaojiao had dealt with everyone, she turned to leave when suddenly someone scrambled up from the ground, darted into a van and dragged out a little boy, hoisting him and starting to run.
“Let him go!”
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t move, just stood there, coldly watching.
His brothers had starved for days, and they had come out tonight seeking work.
Lucky to encounter such a young lad, and based on his attire, determined him to be from a wealthy family, which could fetch a handsome ransom.
“I said, let him go.” Nan Jiaojiao’s thin lips coldly twitched, her chilly voice seemed like a frigid wind scraping from hell.
The man couldn’t stand it, his eyes rolled back, and he feigned death by lying down.
The little boy was dumped on the ground, awaking from the pain.
He opened his eyes, seeing a tall figure standing before him, and upon speaking, he coughed several times, “Fairy, Fairy Sister…”
Nan Jiaojiao was about to leave, but hearing this address, immediately turned back.
“Call me sister, not ‘Fairy’.”
“Oh,” Bo Qingshan quietly clutched her skirt, “Fairy Sister.”
Nan Jiaojiao frowned deeply, “Fine, whatever you say.”
As she was about to leave, Bo Qingshan clung desperately to her skirt, “Fairy Sister, don’t leave, don’t abandon me.”
Lu Zhenzhen ran over, asking, “What’s wrong?”
Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the ground, “He’s feigning injury.”
“Really?” Lu Zhenzhen kicked him over, “Such a young age, and instead of learning good things, you mix with these savages.
What have you learned, such poor techniques!”
“I kick him, why do you care?”
“He can’t yell, I’ll sound it out for him,” Nan Jiaojiao took out her phone to call the police, “He was abducted.
Just leave him here, the police will take care of him when they arrive.”
“I don’t want the police, I want Fairy Sister!”
Though Bo Qingshan’s mind was foggy, he was not short on strength, crawling over to hug Nan Jiaojiao’s leg, using all his might.
Nan Jiaojiao lightly kicked him a couple of times, unable to shake him off, but she was surprised by the warmth of the boy’s body.
She squatted down, touched Bo Qingshan’s forehead, and then took his pulse.
He was clearly running a high fever, yet a chill emanated from his body, the heat and cold clashing.
He had been drugged with the Aphrodisiac Drug, likely unable to last until the police arrived.
“Zhenzhen, bring your car over here.”
Lu Zhenzhen didn’t ask any questions, immediately instructing her driver to bring the car, and together with Nan Jiaojiao, they lifted Bo Qingshan into the back seat, then she moved to the passenger seat.
She asked, “Should we take him to the hospital?”
“There’s no time.”
Nan Jiaojiao took off her hat and spread her hands open, “Acupuncture kit, give it to me.”