Three o'clock in the morning.

Staten Island, a borough of New York City.

In a remote abandoned factory on the outskirts, Yun Xiaoqin sat on a half-worn sofa wrapped in black fox fur and black sunglasses, and her slightly raised chin showed that she was looking at the dilapidated gate.

Five steps behind her, stood four sturdy men in black leather jackets, each wearing sunglasses and holding a machine gun, while Shen Fanxing was half-kneeling and half-sitting on the dirty ground, tightly hugging Luo Luo, who was sleeping unsteadily, and the four men were all ready to shoot at the two of them.

The climate in New York and Jiangcheng is about the same, and it is still very cold at this time, but the two of them are still wearing the home clothes they wore when they were kidnapped that day, and they did not have thickened coats.

"Godmother, it's so cold!" Luo Luo shuddered, shrunk into Shen Fanxing's arms in a trembling voice, and said half-asleep.

"Luo Luo is good, it won't be cold if you hold on a little longer." Shen Fanxing had already been frozen, and there was no temperature on his body at all, but he still hugged Luo Luo, who was trembling all over, and put his cold cheeks on Luo Luo's equally cold little face, hoping to give her a little warmth.

Hearing the faint sound of conversation behind her, Yun Xiaoqin originally planned to turn her head to take a look, but just when her head turned halfway around, there was a sudden sound of an engine outside, she stood up suddenly, and said in English as she walked outside: "They are coming, be vigilant." ”

Hearing this, the four men took two steps forward, two of them aimed their guns at Shen Fanxing's head and chest, and the other two men prepared Luo Luo's head and stomach.

Yun Xiaoqin had just taken two steps when one of the men stationed outside hurriedly ran over and reported in English, "They're coming!" ”

Yun Xiaoqin nodded, then took two steps forward and paused, took off her sunglasses and looked at the black off-road vehicle that was slowly driving over.

At the same time, outside.

The off-road vehicle stopped at the gate of the factory yard, Frank, who was sitting in the cab, glanced at his surroundings, turned his head to look at the back seat------ Chu Yunqing and Bai Jinchen sat on both sides, and Kong Yihe, who was blindfolded and tied with his hands gagged, sat in the middle.

Chu Yunqing, who was staring at the outside, retracted his gaze, looked deeply at Frank for two seconds, and then looked at Bai Jinchen, after the three of them made eye contact, Chu Yunqing and Frank went to push the cart door, and Bai Jinchen also picked up a gun and aimed it at Kong Yihe's head.

Chu Yunqing and Frank had just pushed the car door and stepped out with a long leg, and the four black men wearing sunglasses who were guarding the courtyard walked over with a powerful aura and pointed their guns at them.

"Where's Yun Xiaoqin?" Chu Yunqing got out of the car straight, closed the door heavily, glanced at the four black men who were 190CM in size, and asked in English without hurrying.

"Inside!" One of the blacks replied.

Chu Yunqing glanced at the black man who was speaking, turned to look at Frank, and said in Mandarin B: "You guys are waiting outside, I'll go in." Before that, just as Frank opened his mouth to speak, Chu Yunqing immediately said: "Her son is still in our hands, she doesn't dare to act rashly." ”

"Be careful!"

Chu Yunqing nodded, and walked towards the gate without fear, passing by four tall black men with machine guns, he didn't even frown, didn't look at them, and continued to walk forward.