Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 155 Rescuing Jinqiao

Chapter 155: Chapter 155 Rescuing Jinqiao

In the damp and chilly storeroom, Fu Jinqiao slowly opened her eyes.

Before her was pitch blackness, and the moldy smell made her feel like vomiting.

She moved her neck and felt particular pain.

She remembered being at the entrance of the Fu Family’s old residence, when she turned her head, her neck was struck hard. She had been kidnapped.

Having been kidnapped as a child, she was somewhat experienced in this.

Crying and making a fuss would be useless, and would only annoy the kidnapper, making it easy for her to be ’disposed of’.

Besides, now that she was in her bloom, if the kidnapper had lecherous thoughts and tried to do something to her, she would be in deep trouble.

Fu Jinqiao sat up, her hands tied behind her back and her feet also bound; there was absolutely no way for her to escape.

With a creak, the door to the storeroom was pushed open.

A figure walked in, then the light from a flashlight hit her face.

Fu Jinqiao was dazzled and quickly closed her eyes, retreating backward as she scolded, "Don’t come any closer!"

The man’s laughter was extremely sleazy as he squatted in front of the girl, shining the flashlight on his own face and rolling his eyes, looking very terrifying.

Fu Jinqiao bit her lip to prevent herself from screaming, knowing the man just wanted to scare her, and she was determined not to give him the satisfaction.

"Feisty, aren’t we?" the man said with a frivolous laugh, "You look so pretty, it makes my heart bloom."

Fu Jinqiao knew he was getting carried away by lust, "Since you’ve kidnapped me, you must know who I am. My younger uncle is none other than Fu Shiyan! If you want money, fine, but if you hurt me, he’ll never let you get away with it!"

"Oh, I’m so scared!" the man guffawed, reaching his hand out towards Fu Jinqiao’s face.

Fu Jinqiao spat at the man, who wiped his face and said, "Feisty little thing! I like that!"

With that, he lunged toward Fu Jinqiao.

With her hands and feet tied, Fu Jinqiao had no way to resist.

She struggled in vain, and her shirt was torn open by the man’s forceful grip, with buttons popping off onto the ground.

The man spread her legs with a lewd smile on his face.

Just then, a figure darted in through the broken window, and the man was kicked over onto the ground.

"Fuck!"

An Yan heard Fu Jinqiao’s crying and was filled with raging anger, never imagining that the innocent and kind girl would get hurt because of her kidnapping.

She stepped on the man’s chest, grinding down with force.

The sound of cracking was accompanied by the man’s howls of pain.

An Yan grabbed the man’s neck to mute his noises, then pulled out the dagger she brought along and stabbed fiercely three inches below his navel.

The man passed out instantly.

"That’ll make sure you can’t harm a woman ever again!"

Hearing An Yan’s voice, Fu Jinqiao was both startled and relieved, "An Yan, is that you?"

"It’s me, Jinqiao, how are you?" An Yan came forward to help her up and began to untie her.

Fu Jinqiao shook her head, "I’m okay, he didn’t touch me, but I was really scared."

"Don’t be afraid, I’ll take you out of here."

"I don’t know how many of them there are, does Shiyan know about this?"

An Yan said, "No, he had social engagements tonight, and I didn’t call him. Plus, the kidnapper called me and demanded I come alone; it’s clear they were targeting me. I’m sorry, this is my fault, you’ve been implicated."

Fu Jinqiao frowned, "Who could it be?"

An Yan had suspicions about who it could be, but at the moment, she had no evidence.

She held Fu Jinqiao’s hand, "We don’t know who exactly it is yet, but they will be caught."

Fu Jinqiao nodded, "They will be, it’s just too despicable."

"Jinqiao, wait here for me; no matter what sounds you hear, don’t come out, understand?"

"It’s dangerous, don’t go, call Shiyan or the police."

An Yan ruffled her hair, "Don’t worry, I can handle myself."

She handed her cell phone to Fu Jinqiao, "Call the police now, tell them we’re at the abandoned parking lot on the east outskirts."

"Okay."

An Yan stood up, walked to the man, bent down, grabbed his hair, and dragged him out, closing the door behind her.

In the storeroom, Fu Jinqiao made a call to Fu Shiyan.

"Yanyan, I will be back soon."

"Wuwuwu, Younger Uncle, I’ve been kidnapped. An Yan came to save me, and she’s outside right now fighting those kidnappers. Can you come quickly?"

"Do you know your current location?"

"We are at the abandoned parking lot in the eastern suburbs,"

"Did you call the police?"

"Not yet."

"Keep your battery, I will call the police. Don’t be afraid, I’ll be there right away."

"Okay, Younger Uncle."

Inside the factory building, a few men sat around a bonfire, drinking beer and joking loudly.

Alerted by footsteps and dragging sounds, the men became vigilant.

"Who’s there!" The man with glasses led six others rushing over.

"Is Old Eight dead?"

"Boss, this woman did it!"

"Kill her!"

The man with glasses looked at Old Liu, "You go outside and see if there are any cops following, we’ll deal with her."

Old Liu headed for the door.

An Yan yanked the dagger from a man’s body and casually threw it, striking Old Liu in the leg as he ran toward the door.

Old Liu hit the floor immediately, screaming in pain.

Seven men rushed towards her.

An Yan dodged a man’s dagger, grabbed his arm, and punched him in the ribs, making him kneel on the ground instantaneously.

Treading on his shoulder, An Yan leaped up and landed a flying kick on another man’s face, causing blood to gush from his nostrils instantly.

The remaining men surrounded An Yan while the man with glasses took the opportunity to rush into the storeroom and dragged Fu Jinqiao out.

The men, battered and beaten, lay on the ground, writhing in pain.

The man with glasses pressed a dagger against Fu Jinqiao’s neck, blood trickling out, "You, kneel down, or I’ll kill her!"

Fu Jinqiao shouted, "You can’t kneel, you can’t! My Younger Uncle is here, he won’t let you go!"

The man with glasses, not expecting his men to be beaten like this, said, "Do as I say quickly, or I’ll stab her first."

An Yan raised her hands, "Don’t hurt her, I will kneel."

"You mustn’t, wuwuwu, An Yan!" Tears streaked down Fu Jinqiao’s face.

An Yan stepped forward, "Don’t hurt her; I will kneel."

Just then, a man on the ground struggled to get up and ran at An Yan, kicking her in the back.

An Yan stumbled but used the momentum to lunge at the man with glasses.

His first reaction was to stab her with the knife.

An Yan grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard, and the sharp knife dropped to the ground.

She then yanked the man with glasses towards her.

Quickly moving behind him, An Yan snapped his arm and then broke the other one.

"Speak, who sent you to kidnap Fu Jinqiao?"

The man with glasses clenched his teeth, "I don’t know who it is, they just gave me a million to kidnap her. They used a voice changer and contacted us with a dedicated line."

An Yan found a mobile phone in his pocket, unlocked it with the man’s thumb, and held it up to his face, "Which number?"

"The fourth one."

An Yan took a quick look; it was an internet call, needing a computer to track, no need to rush.

Capturing these scoundrels was the priority.

She looked at the man who had just attacked her, limping towards the door.

But before he could escape, someone kicked him right back inside.