Zhao Rong grabbed Li Jiang and demanded, "Li Jiang, how could it be you? Aren't you Huang Xiaojuan's best male friend?"
The assistant kicked Li Jiang in the face. "Motherfucker, didn't you just confess your feelings to me on the playground? How did you, you son of a bitch, end up a kidnapper?"
Xuelian circled Li Jiang and said, "Young man, you're quite the actor. But no matter how good your disguise is, you can't escape Brother Zhao Rong's Eyes of Golden Flame."
Li Jiang was sprawled on the ground, weak and listless, not answering their questions.
Just then, the assistant reached into the Mercedes's driver's cab and dragged out the masked man with the handgun. Xuelian and the assistant stepped forward to identify the gunman. They suddenly realized the kidnapper was none other than Wu Tao, the small-time thug who had blocked their car the other day. Wu Tao was still unconscious.
