"What? This man is Zhou Jinbei's father?
That means he's also Zhou Jinxiu's father. This...
Jiang Nanfang understood.
"I'll find a way to stabilize the situation first, you hurry."
After hanging up the phone and returning to the door, the screams inside continued.
This couldn't go on. After a slight hesitation, Jiang Nanfang boldly knocked on the door.
Father Zhou was furious inside and suddenly heard the door being knocked.
He was stunned for a moment, then sneered.
"Someone's here. You said you had nothing to do with that man, huh? Come to save you."
"Alright, Fang Yuan, I didn't realize you had some skills. Wait, when he comes in, let's see how I'll kill you two together, you adulterous couple."
After speaking, he tied Fang Yuan to a stool with a rope, taped her mouth shut, and went to the door.
"Who?"
"Hello, sir. I'm from the sub-district office. We're checking temporary residence permits, please open the door."
It was a woman.
Father Zhou looked out through the peephole and saw that she was single and looked like a fragile woman.
He removed the chain, opened the door a crack, and looked at Jiang Nanfang with a cold face.
"Why are you checking temporary residence permits so early? Are you alone? Show me your work ID."
"We now use a mobile app to scan for verification,"
Jiang Nanfang smiled and waved her phone at him.
"My ID is also on my phone, sir, don't worry, I'm not a scammer."
As she spoke, she leaned closer to Father Zhou and slid open her phone, randomly opening an app, pretending to show it to him.
Father Zhou, not understanding, lowered his guard a little, extended an arm, and prepared to check her phone.
It happened in an instant.
The moment his arm reached out, Jiang Nanfang stuffed her phone into her pocket, grabbed his arm, and pulled him forcefully outwards.
Then, she put his arm over her shoulder and executed a shoulder throw, slamming him to the ground with a "bang."
Her knee pressed on his back, and with her left hand twisting his arm behind him, Jiang Nanfang said.
"We received a report from a neighbor that there were unusual noises coming from your room, and we suspect an abnormal situation. I need to go in and check."
"If you don't resist, I won't hurt you. If you resist, I'll break your arm! Get up and come in with me!"
Father Zhou was stunned by the sudden fall.
He froze for a few seconds, then turned back in rage.
"Who exactly are you? What do you do? Who reported me? Are you Fang Yuan's rescuer?"
"Keep your voice down. I'm not anyone's rescuer, and I don't want to embarrass you. I just want to take a look inside."
Jiang Nanfang twisted his arm to help him up.
"Don't shout."
The two entered the room.
After just one night, Fang Yuan, who had been radiant yesterday, was now disheveled and gaunt, looking like half a madwoman.
Seeing her tied to a chair with a bruised and swollen face, Jiang Nanfang was greatly shocked.
This old man, her former lover.
He was so vicious!
"Sit down, don't move."
Jiang Nanfang pushed Father Zhou onto the sofa.
"You have already made a serious mistake. To prevent you from making further mistakes, I am going to let her out now."
"Don't get agitated. We won't make a big deal out of this. Let's talk it over, okay?"
After speaking, she looked at Fang Yuan, "Can you untie yourself?"
Fang Yuan couldn't speak. She moved her hands behind her back and wiggled them with a muffled sound.
She clearly couldn't untie the ropes.
Jiang Nanfang had no choice but to grab a baseball bat from the table.
While pointing it at Father Zhou, she backed behind Fang Yuan.
"As long as you let Fang Yuan go, nothing will happen today. Don't move."
Saying that, she moved behind Fang Yuan.
Jiang Nanfang held the baseball bat in one hand and untied Fang Yuan's ropes with the other.
However, the ropes were tied too tightly, and she couldn't untie them with one hand.
Seeing Father Zhou sitting on the sofa with his hands raised, showing no intention of resisting, Jiang Nanfang thought for a moment and slowly put down the bat.
Clearly, he had underestimated the explosive power of an old man whose dignity had been challenged.
Seeing her put down the bat, Father Zhou instantly sprang up from the sofa.
Then, in a flash, a glass ashtray flew towards Fang Yuan.
Before she could dodge, her forehead was grazed.
The next second, Fang Yuan's head tilted to the side, and she lost consciousness.
Jiang Nanfang hurriedly tried to pick up the bat beside her to confront Father Zhou.
However, he was prepared. With a "swish," he pulled out a gleaming boning knife from under the coffee table.
"Don't move. If you dare to move, I'll cut you two into four pieces."
"Throw the bat over. You, sit on the sofa."
Zhan Beijue sped all the way and soon arrived at the address sent by A Zhong.
However, he didn't know which floor it was on, so he had to knock on each door as he went up.
When he reached the fifth floor, he saw a room with its door open, and there were clear signs of a struggle inside.
But he couldn't find anyone.
He had no choice but to call his uncle.
At this moment, his uncle had tied up the unconscious Jiang Nanfang and Fang Yuan together and thrown them into the trunk, driving towards the mountains in the suburbs.
His phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was Zhan Beijue.
He wasn't in the mood to answer. He hung up immediately.
Damn it.
Zhan Beijue cursed inwardly and, while rushing downstairs, called Jiang Nanfang again.
However, the phone rang and rang, but no one answered.
It seemed she was in trouble too. He frowned and called Zhou Jinbei.
"Send me your father's phone location. Don't come this way. The person has been moved."
Zhou Jinbei hadn't expected that despite being so careful, things had escalated to this point.
Fortunately, she had secretly located her father's phone earlier and quickly shared it with Zhan Beijue.
Zhan Beijue got into the car and sent the location to A Cheng.
"Everyone mobilize. No matter how, you must find him within ten minutes. Hurry!"
Along the way, Zhou Jinbei and Zhan Beijue took turns calling Father Zhou repeatedly.
However, no matter how they called, no one answered.
She couldn't imagine what her uncle was planning.
She couldn't imagine what Jiang Nanfang was going through.
Zhan Beijue pressed the accelerator so hard it seemed to be smoking, vowing in his heart.
If he dared to lay a single finger on Jiang Nanfang, when he found him, regardless of whether he was his uncle or not, he would chop off one of his paws!
The older he gets, the more outrageous his actions become. What a joke!
The car suddenly stopped with a thud, having hit something heavy.
Jiang Nanfang's head hit the metal, and she finally regained consciousness.
She opened her eyes, and it was dark all around. She tried to move but found herself bound by ropes.
Recalling what happened before she fainted, and then touching Fang Yuan beside her, she knew she was in trouble.
Jiang Nanfang regretted meddling while mentally cursing her own incompetence.
She couldn't even defeat an old man.
If he had gone mad, how would she escape?
As she frowned and pondered, a familiar voice came from outside the car.
"Uncle, it's Zhan Beijue."
"I know everything about what you've done. Let's talk properly if you come down. Don't do anything foolish. Open the door."