"Is this Chen Fang?"
Chen Fang was just about to speak.
A man's voice from inside asked.
Chen Fang suppressed his wildly beating heart and asked coldly, "Who are you?"
"Who I am is not important, what's important is that Miss Zhao Xixi is now in my hands, if you don't want her to get hurt, right now open your front door and take a look at the ground."
Front door?
Chen Fang immediately walked to the door.
He first looked through the peephole to see, the corridor was empty, not a soul in sight, but there seemed to be an envelope on the ground.
He opened the door and brought the envelope in.
Then, the call on his phone was abruptly disconnected.
Following that, the ringtone of a phone sounded from within the envelope.
Chen Fang opened it to find a mobile phone inside the envelope.
