Fu Xiaochuan was startled, "Not for money? Then what do you want?"
"Your life!"
Ling Feng sneered viciously and stepped forward to pick him up.
This sentence scared Fu Xiaochuan witless; his face turned as white as snow, and he struggled to let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered: "Help, murder!"
"Shut up, or I'll really kill you!"
Ling Feng growled lowly, hauling him toward the highway.
This place was desolate, with a few hundred meters to the highway. How this kid had thought of running here was anyone's guess.
Back at the roadside, Lin Xue's car had also stopped. Ling Feng opened the door and threw Fu Xiaochuan directly into it.
The boy was now baffled with fear. Such a high-class military vehicle, could he have been kidnapped?
Settling back into the passenger seat, Ling Feng looked back at him, "I was just scaring you just now. Now, cooperate with me and tell me everything you know, and you can go home!"
