Five years later, Sanbao took his mother to abuse the chaebol family

Chapter 237 Daddy, go save Mommy!

He connected, and Si Yanhe's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Daddy's bad. I found out from Mommy's positioning monitor that Mommy has been taken to a very secret place. It has been dilapidated for many years. Go and save Mommy!"

He almost jumped up as he spoke, and his voice was crying because of impatience.

Just now he turned on the computer to share with Mo Bao the new things he discovered in the past few days, but as soon as he turned it on, he saw a red light source flashing on Mommy's positioning monitor, and it jumped up and down.

His scalp tingled for a while, isn't this the alarm from the monitor?
Si Minhe didn't hesitate, and immediately called his daddy, and synchronized his mommy's location to Si Zhaoting.

Now the alarm shows that his mum has been there for 10 minutes.

After hearing Bi Bao's words, Si Zhaoting opened the car door and sped away. He followed the position given by Bi Bao, increased the speed to 120, and the car almost drifted on the road.

His mind is full of afterimages of Ning Xi smiling at him.

At the final destination, Si Zhaoting got out of the car and quickly approached the red light.

He went down to the first floor, and there were two iron doors in front of him, both of which were locked.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear rustling voices coming from an iron door. He lifted a stone from the ground and broke the lock open.

As soon as he entered, he tripped over something under his feet, and there was a foul smell coming from beside him.

He covered his nose all the way, kicked away the obstacles under his feet, and the more he walked, the more he felt that there was a light source in front of him.

He turned a corner, and although the light source wasn't very bright, he was sure that was where the light came from.

As soon as he turned in, he heard Feng Ziming with a smile on his lips and harsh words in a ruffian voice.

Afterwards, Feng Ziming and several of his attendants caught his eyes, the glaring iron chains and Ning Xi, who was so weak that his hands and feet were bound by the chains.

Her whole body seemed to be lifeless, with her head hanging down.

Si Zhaoting's desolate eyes showed a bit of sharpness, his fists were clenched tightly, his clear eyes were like ice cellars, and the bone-chilling cold permeated the towering basement.

His Shicha Shura-like angry flames blazed everywhere, and his sharp-edged face revealed an unguardable sense of attack.

The man with the scar walked up to Ning Xi with the tools, and glared at Ning Xi angrily.

He was just about to bring the tools to Ning Xi, but the next second he was kicked by the man's flying feet and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, the rest of the people stepped forward one after another, wanting to take advantage of Si Zhaoting.

As soon as they punched, they were hit in the arms by Si Zhaoting's roundabout kick. As soon as one of them grabbed his arm, he was hit by the man's fist again and his body flipped back.

The other person was attacked from the side, and Si Zhaoting punched him in the middle of the face, knocking him unconscious.

Several bodyguards were beaten to the ground by Si Zhaoting, unable to fight back, and some even fainted.

Si Zhaoting walked quickly to Ning Xi's side, untied her from the chains, and poured her head into his arms.

Ning Xi looked up slightly to see Si Zhaoting, all the strength in his body seemed to be taken away, and he fell to the ground, and Si Zhaoting also fell down.

He put Ning Xi down against the wall, his eyes filled with unquenchable anger.

After solving the entourage, it's time to greet the Lord.

Si Zhaoting moved his wrist and neck, and approached Feng Ziming.

Feng Ziming had never seen the legendary Si Qiye with his own eyes, and when he really saw him, his majestic demeanor as frost made him terrified.

"Qi Ye, let me give you a suggestion, don't waste your efforts, Ning Xi is not thinking about you, don't end up fetching water from the bamboo basket in vain."

Feng Ziming finished this sentence timidly. He took a few steps back, and a large area of ​​his body was already wet.

He was indeed incontinent.

Si Fenghao knew the Si family's affairs best, and Si Qiye didn't believe it when he paid him wrongly, so he even sent someone to watch the two of them.

It is an indisputable fact that Ning Xi rejected Si Zhaoting's confession.

He also believed in it.

The coldness in Si Zhaoting's eyes did not decrease at all, on the contrary, it became even worse.

Does this young master know what he is talking about?
Dare to say that Ning Xi doesn't like her in front of him?Probably tired of living.

He has never seen people who flatter him, but this is the first time he has seen such a strange thing as Feng Ziming.

If you don't give him a meeting gift, I'm sorry that he asked me to make a trip.

Seeing Si Zhaoting getting closer and closer to him, Feng Ziming shrank back.

"Si...Si Qiye, you...what are you going to do? I...I kindly persuade you..."

Feng Ziming wanted to say something else, but was speechless for a moment when Si Zhaoting's sharp eyes stared at him.

Si Zhaoting raised his foot and kicked Feng Ziming's lower body fiercely.

Sobs came as he fell to the ground.

Feng Ziming was picked up by the collar again, and the man punched him twice in the face, almost using all his strength.

Feng Ziming slumped to the ground, his eyelids opening and closing unconsciously.

"Feng Ziming, eyes are a good thing. If you don't want them, you can donate them. Let me meet you next time. Letting you die with dignity is the greatest kindness."

Si Zhaoting glanced at Feng Ziming lying on the ground with clear eyes, picked up Ning Xi and walked forward.

Fengjing's former president is really unlucky to have such an unworthy son.

If he knew that his son had acted like this, the coffin would not be able to bear it down.

Feng Ziming is not angry, can he do whatever he wants just because he has the title of Si Qiye?
Fengjing is a leading business with the same reputation as the Si family, so why does the Si family have to rub against the ground without the slightest strength to fight back?

It must be the pedantic prejudices of the world, but he doesn't believe in this evil today!
Thinking about it, Feng Ziming took out a knife from his pocket.

Struggling to stand up, he quickly ran towards Si Zhaoting's direction.

The tip of the knife stabbed straight at Si Zhaoting's left side of the back.

The situation was about to turn around, Feng Ziming had a smug smile on his face.

There was still two centimeters left before the tip of the knife could go straight into Si Zhaoting's chest. Suddenly, the knife in Feng Ziming's hand was knocked off by a dart in the distance, and a deep gash was cut in the heart of his hand.

Blood dripped down his fingers, Feng Ziming felt unprecedented despair for more than 20 years.

"Master Qi, are you okay? Miss Ning, she..."

Fortunately, Zhang Ke arrived in time. As soon as he came in, he saw Feng Ziming attack Qi Ye.

Zhang Ke dialed 120, and Ning Xi was carried into the ambulance.

"Zhang Ke, how is the bidding going?"

Si Zhaoting deliberately raised his voice so that Feng Ziming could hear him.

"Don't worry Qiye, everything is going well, and everything is moving in the direction you expected."

Feng Ziming's body trembled twice as if he had been struck by lightning in half.

Not only did he offend the seventh master of the Si family, but he also failed to win the bidding.

Si Zhaoting's deep eyes were somewhat elusive, and he focused on Feng Ziming, whispered something to Zhang Ke, closed the car door, and followed the ambulance away.

"Qiye, my lord has a lot, next time you do it again, I will cut off my head to honor you..."

Feng Ziming realized later, and waited until Si Zhaoting had left before kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

(End of this chapter)