Qiao Hong's car should not have taken this road.
But there was construction on the road ahead, with a warning sign erected there, so they had to temporarily take this route.
Who could have known they would be stopped.
Qiao Hong now thinks that the road under construction was a bit suspicious.
These people deliberately led him onto this road.
Qiao Hong, who has had a prestigious life and made waves in the business world, probably has never felt so stifled.
Qiao Hong surveyed the surroundings, desolate wilderness, not a soul in sight, only the sound of the wind howling.
His driver and assistant were just dragged away by these people.
"Who are you people?" Qiao Hong asked with a calm expression.
"Mr. Qiao, don't worry." The man opposite him smiled, a smile that made Qiao Hong's scalp tingle, sinister: "Our boss will be here soon."
"Who is your boss?" Qiao Hong suppressed the eerie feeling in his heart: "This is kidnapping!"
