"Enough." Third Young Master Jun's weak body shook slightly, his face pale as paper, frantic with worry.
His eyes gleamed with the bloodthirsty light of a fierce beast, his fists clenched white and trembling.
If those people dared to do anything to her, hurt even a hair on her, he would massacre everyone on their entire dock, tearing them to pieces.
Ignoring his injuries, he immediately rolled out of bed, endured the pain to put on his black coat, and issued a cold command, "Bring me a gun!"
He wanted to rescue her himself.
Third Young Master Jun acted swiftly, soon leaving the hospital and getting into a car. In just a moment, Ling Kong called anxiously, saying he had contacted the leader of the kidnappers, the master of that dock.
They demanded an immediate payment of ten million, or else they would harm her, and they let them set the meeting place. Now, he had to drive there according to their instructions.
