Chapter 632 What is the purpose?

Fengxuan spoke in time to stop her: "This area has been surrounded by terrorists, and ambulances can't get in. You have to wait for them to evacuate. Fortunately, he was shot at not a vital part. I will do a simple bandage first." Give it a go, it should hold up for a while."

Li Caiping didn't have anything else to say at this time, she hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Fengxuan then skillfully bandaged it.

Unexpectedly, Ye Minghan woke up leisurely during this process, and when he saw Fengxuan, he asked, "Where's Sisi?"

Fengxuan watched Song Siqiao being kidnapped by those people, thinking that if she told the truth, it would undoubtedly make things worse for Ye Minghan, so she decided to tell a kind lie.

But he is not good at whitewashing the peace by nature, so he accidentally tied his words: "She... is fine, don't worry."

Ye Minghan grabbed his collar with what little strength he had: "What happened to her? Tell me quickly."

With the voice falling, I almost couldn't catch my breath.

Fengxuan was in a dilemma, and Li Caiping couldn't help becoming angry again after hearing this: "What do you care about other people at this time? She wasn't injured after all, so let's see how you are hurt?"

Ye Ming looked at Fengxuan coldly: "Will you... say it or not..."

"I said, I said." Fengxuan pointed to the top of his head, "Did you see the helicopter above? She's there."

Ye Minghan glanced up, struggling to get up: "Take me...there..."

Ye Ningyue couldn't see it, so she lowered her face and said, "Brother, don't be joking, okay? You are in danger and want to save Song Siqiao? You don't have to worry about running out of firewood if you keep the green hills. Besides, who is Song Siqiao? She can definitely do it." If you escaped by yourself, wouldn't you be a burden to her if you went?"

Fengxuan nodded quickly: "What you said makes sense, besides, even if you go, you have to wait for the wound to be bandaged, right? Just bear with it for a while, and it will be fine soon."

Ye Minghan was anxious like ants on a hot pot, but he had to admit that what they said just now made sense, so he could only endure it for the time being.

At the same time, Song Siqiao walked into the cabin and found an old man about 50 years old sitting inside. Although his face looked weather-beaten, his eyes were shrewd.

He looked Song Siqiao up and down, and said with a slight smile, "Hi, let me introduce myself first. My name is Moka, and I'm just a housekeeper, so you don't have to be nervous."

Song Siqiao sneered casually: "Do I look nervous?"

"You are wrong. People who are really nervous may not be able to see it from the outside, and people who look nervous on the outside may not necessarily be nervous inside." The old man stared at her closely, which seemed to contain a lot of confidence.

Song Siqiao took a few steps forward: "Then do you think I'm nervous?"

The old man paused and said, "Song Xuan's daughter, the ace agent of the Feng Ting organization, has a psychological quality that is beyond ordinary people's comparison. However, not being nervous doesn't mean that you can leave smoothly. When you get here, you won't be able to control yourself."

Song Siqiao didn't take it seriously at all: "I know, it's impossible for you to let me escape easily after you expended so much energy. Tell me, what is the purpose?"

"We want to take something back from you." The old man said and stood up from the chair.

Song Siqiao inexplicably felt her heart sink, and then asked: "What?"

"Purple-gold key." The old man said in a deep voice.

Song Siqiao sneered: "Are you kidding me? What purple-gold key? I've never heard of it."

(End of this chapter)

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