The Beauty CEO's Personal Expert

Inside the room, Yu Peng and Liu Kui were tied with their hands behind their backs, their mouths stuffed with rags, only able to make 'mmph mmph' sounds. Seeing Ling Chen approach, their cries grew louder. Ling Chen walked up to them and casually removed the rag from Yu Peng's mouth. Immediately, regaining his ability to speak, he shouted, "Ling Chen, let's talk this over. If you let me go, I'll give you as much money as you want."

"Money?" Ling Chen smiled indifferently and said, "Yu Peng, do you really think I'm that shallow? Money isn't everything, at least not in front of me. You've done so many bad things, it's time you faced retribution." Saying this, Ling Chen glanced at Liu Kui with a cold tone, "You're the same."

With that, Ling Chen lifted Yu Peng from the ground and pushed him towards the door.

Seeing himself left behind, Liu Kui couldn't help but 'mmph mmph' in an attempt to get Ling Chen's attention.

Hearing Liu Kui's cries, Ling Chen turned his head and looked at Liu Kui, who was filled with a pleading expression, and coldly said, "Liu Kui, you've got so much blood on your hands, it's time you got what you deserve. If you want to blame anyone, blame yourself for your evil deeds." After speaking, no matter how loud Liu Kui's voice became, Ling Chen remained unmoved, taking Yu Peng with him as he left.

Ling Chen had long thought about how to deal with Liu Kui. This Martial Arts Academy had been abandoned for years, and almost no one came here, so he decided to let Liu Kui fend for himself. As for Yu Peng, he still had other uses, and couldn't be allowed to die just yet.

After leaving the Martial Arts Academy, Ling Chen looked at a small path not far away and patiently waited.

After a few minutes, an unremarkable modern car slowly drove up the path and parked beside Ling Chen.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man in a suit got out from the driver's seat. Seeing the person, Ling Chen's lips curled into a smile as he greeted him, "Mr. Ye, long time no see."

The middle-aged man wasn't anyone else but Ye Liangyong, a disciple of He Ziyun. Ye Liangyong was a businessman with his own enterprises in Beijing. Ling Chen thought over and over, and it seemed like Ye Liangyong was the only one in Beijing who could help him now.

"Ling Chen, what's going on with you? Breaking out of prison like that, do you know how much trouble you've caused for Master and the others?"

Hearing this, Ling Chen asked in surprise, "Mr. Ye, how did you know about this?"

"How could I not know." Ye Liangyong replied impatiently, "Master has been staying in Beijing recently, living at my house, so I know everything about you. I understand you faced a lot of injustice this time, but you can't act recklessly, it'll only cause trouble for everyone. As far as I know, the higher-ups have already given Lonely Wolf the final order: if they can't capture you and rescue Yu Peng within ten days, Lonely Wolf will be disbanded."

"What?" Ling Chen was taken aback, not expecting such severe consequences.

"Mr. Ye, you're right, this was indeed my fault. I didn't consider others." Ling Chen said apologetically. In fact, before deciding to break out, he had thought about many things, but this incident was beyond his expectations, and he didn't expect the higher-ups to be so furious, taking it out on Lonely Wolf.

"Alright! It's already happened, talking about it won't change anything. Ling Chen, I just want to know: what do you plan to do next? Continue running? Lonely Wolf has orders to capture you, and if you resist, they'll face the risk of being disbanded."

"Mr. Ye, since Mr. He is staying with you, does he know I contacted you?"

"He doesn't know yet, I didn't tell him. You're aware of Master's temperament. If he knows your location, he'll definitely come to see you. So, I wanted to ask you face to face about your plans before deciding whether to tell Master."

"That's good." Ling Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief, genuinely afraid Ye Liangyong would reveal his whereabouts to He Ziyun. As it stood, he wasn't prepared to meet He Ziyun yet.

"Mr. Ye." Ling Chen pointed to Yu Peng beside him, and said, "His name is Yu Peng, the Prison Director of Yan City Prison. I suppose he's the one the higher-ups are looking for."

"Correct. So, are you planning to hand him over to me, so I can give him to Lonely Wolf for them to complete their mission?"

"No." Ling Chen took a USB drive from his pocket and handed it to Ye Liangyong, instructing, "Mr. Ye, please hand Yu Peng and this USB drive to Mr. He. Once he sees what's inside, he'll naturally understand why I chose to break out."

The USB contained all the evidence of Yu Peng's past crimes, copied from Yu Peng's computer by Tang Guolun. With this evidence, Yu Peng could be sentenced to death. Ling Chen wanted the higher-ups to know the kind of person they were trying to save.

After watching Ye Liangyong drive away, Ling Chen set off alone, heading to the city center of Beijing.

As Yuan Yun mentioned, there were two or three times more police in Beijing than before, frequently patrolling the roads and checking passing vehicles.

Watching the patrolling police stop and go in the distance, Ling Chen walked on the sidewalk and bought a baseball cap at a shop to cover his face, to avoid being recognized by the passing officers.

Ling Chen's purpose on this trip was clear: to find a way to leave Beijing as soon as possible. Having lived in Beijing for many years, he knew the city well. In addition, Ling Chen also knew a few of the city's underground figures. To leave Beijing, all he needed was to contact them for help. These people had connections on both sides of the law, with extensive networks.

While walking, Ling Chen's attention was suddenly caught by a row of tables and chairs on the street. Around those tables and chairs, dozens of citizens gathered, while on the other side of the tables sat several doctors in white coats.

Free clinic? Seeing the banner behind the doctors, Ling Chen smirked. No wonder there were so many people; the doctors were offering free consultations.

Scanning the area, Ling Chen's gaze instantly froze on one of the doctors.

"Xiaozhu!"

Ling Chen was taken aback, not expecting to see Zhu Xiaozhu in such a place.

It seemed Zhu Xiaozhu's medical skills were well-known in Beijing, attracting many patients who came for her. Of the five doctors participating in the free clinic, only Zhu Xiaozhu had a long line, while the others in front had only three or four people, or none at all.

For some time, Ling Chen hadn't seen Zhu Xiaozhu, and she was still the same as before. Her beautiful, watery eyes; delicate, smooth face; and cherry-like, attractive red lips maintained a friendly smile, making people unconsciously want to approach her.