President, you are indeed a little scary

Jing Lihua had just arrived in time. A moment later and Heng Bingwen would have been beaten to death by the angered thugs. Dozens of black shielded cars parked around the van. In an instant, their doors were pushed opened and numerous dressed men climbed out of the car and surrounded the van.

With their eyes fixed at the van, and their stance ready to attack any moment, they all loaded out their guns and pointed in the van's direction.

Once everything was settled, a more luxurious and outstanding car pulled in slowly and parked amid all the other cars. Once it came to a halt, Wang Yi went out and personally opened the door for Jing Lihua.

She stepped out, graceful and steady in her each step. 

"Let us pass or the boy dies!" The man in the lead had Heng Bingwen in his hold. With a knife against his throat, he threatened the woman who appeared to be in lead.

However...