724 The Disappearing Silk Stockings (Thanks for the tip!)_2

His mind was definitely not dull.

With that attire, that stance, it was clear they had come prepared for Fang Ai; it was no spur-of-the-moment incident.

The two men still did not respond.

But Fang Ai knew that they were not mute.

"Is it money you want? Name a figure."

At this moment, Fang Ai had no choice but to compromise for the sake of her own safety. She had to get out of the predicament first; everything else could wait until later.

"Wrap it up."

Jiang Chen hung up the video call.

Then Fang Ai saw, inexplicably, the two masked assailants didn't demand any conditions nor did they do anything inhumane to her. They simply let her go and silently disappeared.

Fang Ai turned her head and saw through the rear windshield that they had gotten into a car, which soon turned around and drove off.

Fang Ai did not feel relieved; instead, she frowned even harder.

The Caucasian driver, whose face had been scraped, got up. "Sorry, Ai."