"But... among those people, some had accents from other places. Brother Donghe was introduced by a friend before he got involved with them..."
Fang Cheng slightly furrowed his brows, then proceeded to ask about the exact location where Ma Donghe was held captive, as well as the approximate number of personnel and their firepower equipment.
After applying medicated liquid on Chen Yingjun's wound and bandaging it, he spoke in a deep voice with a warning tone:
"When you leave later, just act like you're here to treat your wounds, then drive to other places. While on the way, frantically make calls everywhere, saying you need to raise money from others."
"Remember, don't give yourself away, those guys are definitely watching you from the shadows."
"As for rescuing Ma Donghe, don't worry, I will take action. Just don't get involved anymore. Now just do as I say and try to stabilize the trackers."
Chen Yingjun showed hesitation, his eyes filled with confusion and worry.
