Chapter 1149: To Save His Girl

on to Leng Yeshen's affairs: "Which room does my brother sleep in""Just this one." Luo Yirou replied softly."Has he gone to sleep yet" Tong Yimo asked.Luo Yi Rou Mian answered impassively, "Already as...Leng Yanchen smirked, recalling his uncle Lian Huasheng's words, and replied calmly and thoughtfully: "Of course, I'm going to save 'my girl'."

He had finally seen clearly.

Both this black man and Johnson are not to be trifled with.

The black master's methods are brutal and savage. He does whatever he wants and likes to use force to solve all problems.

After all, if something can be solved with force, why bother using your brain

And Johnson's capture of Qin Nianxia was most likely due to his hearing about the Adventurer Group's research on a "blood antidote" and wanting to use it to save his paralyzed son.

So, would Johnson easily let go of Qin Nianxia, the only lifeline he had

The Security Bureau boasts a wealth of talent, with many highly skilled individuals serving within its ranks.

Leng Yanchen speculated that Johnson would find someone to impersonate Qin Nianxia in order to deceive the Black Lord.

Though his companions found it unbelievable, they still obeyed Leng Yanchen's orders.

The Security Bureau and the Special Warfare Bureau complement each other internationally. However, as a "weapon" base, the Special Warfare Bureau can accurately pinpoint the specific locations of branches nationwide and the internal layout of bases within the Security Bureau.

While the Security Bureau remained unaware of the Special Operations Bureau's true capabilities.

It's like the Security Bureau is just a prime minister who gathers talented people, while the Special Forces Bureau is like a general with military power.

Cold Yanchen quickly reviewed the layout of the Security Bureau base in L City after getting into the car. He and his companion made a rescue route on the spot, then changed into another set of equipment.

They were three people in total who got out of the car, cut through the electric fence outside the base, and successfully infiltrated it.

To avoid harming the other personnel in the base, they used tranquilizer guns to silently ambush from behind.

After taking out the guards and staff in the base, Leng Yanchen successfully reached Johnson's office.

Without Johnson himself personally going to unlock the detention cell door, their current equipment was completely incapable of breaking in to rescue him.

When Johnson was happily sipping his coffee, brimming with pride over his plan, Leng Yanchen had silently and unexpectedly arrived behind him, gun pressed against his temple.

Johnson jumped, his hand trembled, and the coffee cup slipped from his grasp, spilling all over the floor.

"Mr. Johnson, speaking without integrity comes at a price!" Leng Yanchen spoke coldly.

Under his mask was a voice changer, and Johnson couldn't tell his age by his voice.

"If you don't want your son to get hurt, release Miss Candy immediately." Leng Yanchen continued.

He deliberately imitated the speech pattern of Black Master's subordinates, leading Johnson to believe he was one of Black Master's men.

Johnson didn't dare to turn back. He raised his hands and nodded frantically, stammering: "I, I, I want to see my son! As long as my son is safe and sound! I, I will immediately take you..."

Leng Yanchen immediately opened the walkie-talkie and said to his companions waiting in the car, "Bring Johnson's son here!"

"Yes!" After only a few minutes, his companion appeared before Johnson, carrying his son in his arms.

Considering there were children present, Leng Yanchen put away the gun in his hand.

"Daddy! It was this uncle who saved me!" The little boy exclaimed, and seeing Johnson's face fill with tears of joy.

Leng Yanchen suddenly felt that he had miscalculated.

This would certainly lead Johnson to question his identity.

As expected, Johnson looked at Leng Yanchen and his companion with suspicion, questioning: "You're not the same group of thugs who killed people in my house! Who are you"

"Cut the crap! Let Candy go right now!" Leng Yanchen said coldly.

Johnson, confident that he wouldn't harm himself or his son, said defiantly, "If you don't tell me your identities, I won't let go of the girl named Qin Niansha."

At this moment, the companions unconsciously glanced at Leng Yanchen.

Just a glance, Leng Yanchen understood his companion's meaning.

His comrades didn't want him to expose their special forces identity.

With no other choice, Leng Yanchen could only fabricate an identity for himself: "We are a bodyguard unit hired by the Salarin family. Mr. Johnson kidnapped our family's young miss."

"Our precinct's landmark, only special forces know. You are from the L City Special Forces Division." Johnson said without any fear.

Who is he Thinks he can just fool around as the head of this security bureau branch

"Your eyesight is good, but you're only half right. We have long since retired from the Special Forces and are now truly just bodyguards for the Sal Rein family."

"Your little miss is one of the terrorist organization's members, not someone you can just release!" Johnson said arrogantly and rudely.

Leng Yanchen suddenly felt that the black master's approach was right. Being able to solve this kind of person with violence, why waste words

The next second, Leng Yanchen grabbed Johnson's arm and twisted it hard. The pain made Johnson scream "Ah!" with tears streaming down his face.

"If you don't let go of Miss Candy, I will make your other arm dislocated too." Leng Yanchen rebuked coldly.

Johnson nodded in pain, his legs turning to jelly: "I, I'll take you there right away..."

Upon finishing his words, Johnson immediately set off.

Leng Yanchen held a gun to the back of his head, cautiously following behind Johnson.

Coming to the detention room, through the visible glass window, Leng Yanchen saw Qin Nianxia sitting on an iron chair inside, unconscious. Blue veins popped out at the corner of his forehead.

Johnson walked to the control panel, wincing as he raised his other arm and unlocked it. The cell door swung open, as did the restraints holding him in the chair.

Leng Yanchen strode into the detention room and carried Qin Nianxia out.

At this time, his other two companions also rushed over and told him: "All the people here have been anesthetized."

Cold Yanchen handed Qin Nianxia to his companion, then turned his head to the son of Johnson, who was still being held in his companion's arms, and said: "Kid, as a gentlemanly country, your father bullied a helpless girl. Isn't that really pathetic"

Johnson's son looked at Leng Yanchen in silence, but blinked his eyes to indicate agreement.

Leng Yanchen glanced at his companion, who wisely covered Johnson's son's eyes.

Johnson, seeing Leng Yanchen rub his palms together and clench his fists, shuddered and asked, “What do you want to do to me”

Cold Yanchen didn't say a word, he raised his fist and beat Johnson until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Johnson was writhing in pain on the ground.

Leng Yanchen straddled Johnson's body, grabbed his collar and yanked his head up from the ground, snarling, "Candy has nothing to do with the terrorist organization. If you dare touch her again, I'll beat you so badly that even your own mother won't recognize you!"

Johnson nodded repeatedly, begging for mercy: "This, this is all a misunderstanding! We, we, we arrested the wrong person!"

Only then did Leng Yanchen let go, getting up and taking Qin Nianxia back from his companion. He turned around domineeringly and left.

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