The sound of footsteps came from the door, Chen Xing raised his eyes, it was Lin Xiuyu, he was not much different from the white man, he looked like a homeless person sleeping on the street.

"Derrick, dinner." He called White.

Derrick let go of Chen Xing, Chen Xing fell down on the bed, turned and walked towards the door. He went out and saw that Lin Xiuyu didn't move, he asked him, "Aren't you going?"

"I'll chat with Chen Xing." Lin Xiuyu hugged his arms and looked at Chen Xing.

Derrick patted Lin Xiuyu on the shoulder clearly, and persuaded him with good words, "Don't be too hard, and let him live with Lin Xiucheng as a spoiled child."

Seeing Derrick walking away, Lin Xiuyu said to Chen Xing contemptuously, "Aren't you very good?"

Chen Xing buried his head in his knees and didn't look at him.

Lin Xiuyu thought of how hard Chen Xing had beaten him in the mansion before, even if Chen Xing was handcuffed, he would not dare to approach him, only dared to talk: "You better pray that Lin Xiucheng will pay you a lot of money, I'm considering letting you die decently."

Chen Xing raised his head and said to him coldly, "You think too much, Master Xiu won't pay for me."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Lin Xiuyu was short-tempered and couldn't stand the provocation. He refuted him, "He loves you so much, and we don't want much. You say something nice, he—"

"Hey," Derrick went back and forth, "Tell him what to do."

The two left Chen Xing alone in the room and went to eat.

Chen Xing held his ears and listened to the movement outside for a while, and gradually got an idea in his heart.

Lin Xiucheng was driving around the street restlessly. He didn't dare to go home because Chen Xing was still at home.

As he was driving over a bridge, the phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Lin Sen's call.

Lin Sen called him at this point, it must be urgent. Lin Xiucheng pulled over to park the car and picked it up.

"Master Xiu, something happened to Chen Xing." Lin Sen's tone was solemn.

Chen Xing didn't like being followed, and he was very vigilant. After Lin Xiucheng asked Lin Sen to withdraw people, he didn't send anyone to stare at him.

A few minutes ago, Lin Sen received a photo in his official mailbox. In the photo, Chen Xing was lying on a bed with his hands behind his back. He looked as if he had passed out. Wait for my call.

He immediately called Lin Xiucheng and contacted someone urgently. He started to check the sender's email address. He could only find out that the email was sent in London, but he couldn't find it anywhere.

At eight o'clock in the morning the next day, Lin Xiucheng sat by the landline in the living room, staying up all night, smoking one after another. Lin Sen wanted to persuade him to go to sleep, but he couldn't speak due to the icy aura surrounding him.

The marble-carved landline suddenly rang, and the crisp phone bell broke the silence of the living room. Lin Xiucheng paused, quickly put his hand on the receiver, and waited while gritted his teeth. Finally, the ringing stopped and he didn't pick it up.

The room returned to silent silence again. Lin Sen felt that Lin Xiucheng's aura was too cold to kill. He didn't know how to persuade him, so he could only stand by and wait.

After five or six minutes, the phone rang again, and Lin Xiucheng waited for it to ring five times before picking it up.

His voice sounded very calm and relaxed, only the back of his hand with blue veins betrayed his nervousness: "Which one?"

"Your baby is in my hands," Derrick stabbed straight in, "right next to my lap."

"Oh? I have many treasures, which one do you mean?" Lin Xiucheng asked indifferently.

Derrick seemed to kick something hard, Lin Xiucheng heard Chen Xing's heavy breathing, stood up, and clenched the microphone in his hand.

"Come on, say hello to your Mr. Lin." Derrick's voice moved away, he grabbed Chen Xing and told him to speak.

"Master Xiu, help me!" Chen Xing called out to the phone in fear without dripping water for more than ten hours.

Lin Xiucheng heard Chen Xing's voice, and even though he knew that Chen Xing was pretending to be afraid, he couldn't help but closed his eyes as if he was out of breath.

Derrick took the phone back and asked, "Do you hear who's here?"

"It's Chen Xing," Lin Xiucheng asked Derrick, "how much do you think he is worth?"

"I want 100 white diamonds above IF and F of 3 carats, 20 million US dollars in cash, and your promise to never come to trouble us."

Lin Xiucheng sneered when he heard the words: "I think you are crazy."

When he was done, he hung up the phone.

Derrick's cell phone was turned on, and there were Lin Xiuyu and another Derrick person in the room. Hearing Lin Xiucheng's last words, his face changed.

Derrick and Lin Xiuyu looked at each other, stepped forward and kicked Chen Xing's shoulder heavily, cursing, "Fuck, I thought you were some kind of baby."

Chen Xing lay on the ground, motionless.

"Let's fight another one," Lin Xiuyu said. "Let's lower some requirements. Maybe he will agree. At least stop sending people to hunt us down."

He persuaded Derrick a few more words, Derrick nodded, he spent a lot of time catching Chen Xing, and he didn't want to let it go.

"Wait him a little longer, you look at him," Derrick said sullenly, leading his men out.

Only Chen Xing and Lin Xiuyu were left in the room, and Chen Xing muttered to himself, "I said, he won't pay."

Chen Xing's sluggish appearance lowered Lin Xiuyu's vigilance

He walked over, pulled Chen Xing's hair up, and said with hatred, "Don't fucking think I don't know, he's treating you well, and asking him for a fraction is cheap."

The idea of ​​catching Chen Xing came from him.

When he was cornered by Lin Xiucheng, Derrick found him and provided him with a temporary refuge. In order to show his usefulness, Lin Xiuyu vowed that Lin Xiucheng would give in for Chen Xing, but Chen Xing was arrested. Now, Lin Xiucheng, like a normal person, doesn't care at all.

This kidnapping was their last fight, exhausting all available resources, and if it went on like this, there was only a dead end.