Chapter 167: To exchange her life, why bother considering?

so why am I so unlucky."For this kind of person who actively seeks insults, Shen Qiong would naturally not be soft-spoken. "Because you are yourself a pile of dog **, going wherever you bring bad luck...In the video, the lighting was dim.

The girl was bound with her hands and hung in mid-air, her head drooping to one side.

Stray strands of hair mingled with blood, a tangled mess plastered onto the high swollen cheek.

The tattered white dress had been stained crimson with blood. Her exposed skin was covered in whip marks, a horrifying sight. Blood continuously dripped from her body, the sound of "drip, drip, drip" clearly audible.

"Mu Xing..."

His fingers, through the screen, brushed against that blood-stained profile. Fu Lingxiao's murderous intent in his whole body instantly collapsed and dissipated. In the dark night, the light of the screen reflected in his obsidian eyes, the glow trembling.

"Yun Tuo, contact Shen Lue!"

Yun Tuo immediately turned on his phone and called Shen Lue, putting it on speakerphone.

At this time, Shen Lu was on the computer checking road surveillance, tracking down the motorcycle that had taken Mu Xing. Seeing Yun Tuo's call, he hurriedly answered: "Yun Ge! Quickly tell Master Fu! Little Star has been kidnapped!"

Yun Tuo's voice was calm: "Master Fu already knows, what exactly happened"

Shen Lue quickly explained the situation: "On my way to school this morning, I got sick. Little Xingxing was accidentally kidnapped. We caught one person, who is now seriously injured and unconscious, so we can't interrogate him. Little Xingxing's phone signal has also disappeared. I'm currently checking the road surveillance footage. The person who kidnapped Little Xingxing is very cunning, and I haven't tracked them down yet."

"Keep searching, and let me know if you hear anything!"

After Yun Tuo finished speaking, he hung up the phone and looked at Fu Lingxiao.

Fu Lingxiao remained with his eyes cast down, watching the video. However, he listened intently to every word of the phone call.

The person in the video is really Mu Xing.

When he left the night before, she was asleep. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered, "Be a good girl and wait for me at home."

But in just two days, that lively little girl became a broken porcelain doll.

Completely still, not a sound.

To have her hurt like this!

Damn it!

A giant hand suddenly squeezed down hard, the phone instantly shattering into five pieces. The fragments pierced deep into the palm, blood trickling down from the wound.

Fu Lingxiao seemed to feel no pain. A chilling aura surrounded him as he strode towards the man.

A chill emanated from him, spreading through the air like an invisible blade, poised to cut people to pieces.

He glared at the man, his eyes cold and sharp. He commanded in a frigid tone, "Yun Tuo, check his tattoo!"

Yuntuo immediately holstered his gun and took a step forward, grabbing the man's hand.

The light shone on the tiger's paw.

Fu Lingxiao tightly pursed his thin lips, his gloomy eyes fixed on the tattoo of black wings.

As expected.

At the moment he confirmed that Mu Xing had been kidnapped, he suddenly realized he had fallen into a trap. Seeing this tattoo now, he was even more certain of it.

Indeed, this assassin's tattoo was 99% similar to the one from that year. But he overlooked a detail: the tattoo on the killer's hand back then had an "S" hidden in the black wings.

So now it's obvious, this killer is a bait.

Only the perpetrator who has been hiding in the shadows all this time knows how to use black wings as bait. He has always known that the other party is eyeing him, plotting to kill him for twelve years.

He has also been searching for the mastermind behind it all, but unfortunately, the other party is too well-hidden, leaving no trace. After so many years of searching, he still has no leads and can only act defensively. Unexpectedly, he was still found vulnerable by the other party.

Using his burning desire for revenge, they lured him to Country M and arrested Mu Xing. They then threatened him with harm.

I've done all this just to get him killed.

I just don't know if the mastermind behind this will get their hands dirty themselves.

Fu Lingxiao's eyes were deep and cold as he stared at the man, waiting for him to speak first.

After a tense standoff of ten minutes, the man finally spoke, his voice cold as steel: "That girl's life is in your hands. If you don't want her to die, stay and let them leave M country immediately."

Fu Lingxiao knew this was just bait. The fact that the other party dared to throw him out meant he didn't have any useful information. His greatest value was being lured to the United States, and now, he had no value at all. He couldn't be used as leverage, and killing him wouldn't help either.

He could only try his best to appease him, buying time. Even if he delayed for a second, Shen Lu would have one more second to save Mu Xing.

Fu Lingxiao suppressed the rage churning within him, "Before I make a decision, shouldn't I first confirm if Mu Xing is still alive"

The man's voice was cold: "You only have the right to choose."

"As a matter of my life, I need time to consider."

"Ten minutes."

Fu Lingxiao's face was stern, his pair of deep black eyes slightly narrowed, like a calm sea surface, but beneath the surface, it was churning.

Actually, he doesn't need to think about it at all.

The little girl risked her life to save him, so it's only right.

Let me tell you, Fu Lingxiao's life might not be extravagant, but it's not something anyone can just take!

The man, watching the clock closely, immediately reminded everyone when ten minutes were up: "Time's up."

Fu Lingxiao said without hesitation, "I'll stay."

"Grandfather Fu! No..."

Yun Tuo anxiously looked at Fu Lingxiao, trying to stop him, but Fu Lingxiao had already cut him off and ordered, "You immediately take people back to the imperial capital!"

Yun Tuo knew that Old Master Fu was fighting for time to find Mu Xing and also knew the consequences of Old Master Fu staying behind. However, he couldn't disobey Old Master Fu's orders or change his decision.

The only thing to do is listen to Grandpa Fu, rush back to the imperial capital as soon as possible, and find Mu Xing.

Gritting his teeth, he brought along a group of bodyguards: "Let's go!"

After Fu Lingxiao's people all left, a modified car drove over and stopped beside them. The car door opened, and a woman got out.

With high ponytail and black bangs, smoky makeup, two large silver earrings on her ears, a black leather jacket and pants, and a pair of black high heels, she was tall and graceful.

In one go, she drew out a gun and fired at the man standing beside Fu Lingxiao.

He holstered his gun, blew a cool gust of air into the black barrel, and raised an eyebrow at Fu Lingxiao. "Are you handing over your weapons and communications equipment willingly, or should I search you"

Fu Lingxiao pursed his lips, not speaking. He took out the weapon and phone from his body and threw them directly to the ground.

A woman let out a light gasp and reached out to Fu Lingxiao, checking if he was hiding any weapons. Before her hand even touched him, Fu Lingxiao had already raised his leg and kicked her away.

The woman immediately dodged, “Dead man, you're quite fierce.”

"Don't touch me if you don't want to die."

Fu Lingxiao coldly uttered a word and got into the car himself.

The woman got in the car and sat beside Fu Lingxiao, throwing him handcuffs and an eye mask. “If you don’t want me to touch you, then put these on yourself.”

In the driver's seat sat a man of extraordinary build, his clothes stretched taut over his massive frame, outlining every muscle.

Seeing someone get into the car, he quickly started it and drove into the night.

On the rooftop of a tall building in the distance, a black figure stood with their hands behind their back.

The night wind howled, filling his black robe.

A pair of deep eyes took in everything that had just happened. After Fu Lingxiao was taken away, he took out his phone and sent a message, then leaped down lightly, his figure merging completely with the night.the man did not descend the stairs, his tall figure standing at the top of the stairwell.His towering stature was fierce and powerful, like a king reigning supreme. Just standing there, he commanded o...