With the sound of footsteps, Cao Fei walked into the factory.
He placed his hand on his waist, maintaining a constant state of alertness.
He wasn't aware of the number of opponents or their weaponry, so he could only take one step at a time.
Su Ming was right, if he waited for the main force to arrive, something regrettable might happen.
Besides, Cao Fei wasn't someone who liked to follow rules.
The reason he said so before was only because he had been scolded for this a few times.
As he rounded a corner, someone dashed out with a knife aimed at Cao Fei.
Cao Fei immediately stepped back, then kicked the person in the face.
With that kick, the person's face went from a size thirty-six to a size forty-two shoe print.
He wanted to resist, but Cao Fei drew the gun from his waist and held it to his head.
Faced with the dark muzzle, the kidnapper abandoned any thoughts of resistance.
"Take me to meet your boss."
