The light from the street lamps beside the road shone into the vehicle but was filtered by the dark window film, appearing unusually dim.

This made the driver seem shrouded in shadows, creating an indescribable sense of horror and coldness.

This was a completely different feeling from close-quarters combat or exchanging gunfire.

The hairs on Yu Jin's back stood on end, and he felt more terrified than ever before.

He abruptly straightened up, bursting forth with ferocious energy, ready to operate his mechanics and launch a counterattack.

However, at this moment, he couldn't lift his arms at all, as if they no longer belonged to him.

The series of counterattacks he had envisioned encountered an unimaginable obstacle right from the start.

Immediately afterward, a dark, gaping gun muzzle appeared before his eyes.

He instantly felt the coldness of metal against his forehead.

"Be quiet," the driver, Shang Jianyao, said without any emotional inflection.

After befriending Yu Jin's driver, Lao Geng, and successfully convincing him, he had curled up and hidden in the space below the driver's seat. As soon as Yu Jin got in, he immediately got up and started the car.

Jiang Baimian's remote attack further convinced Lao Geng of Shang Jianyao's story, believing it to be a meticulously planned assassination and that there was more than one mole among the bodyguards. Therefore, loyal as he was, he had no choice but to let the most trustworthy dark guard leader take the boss away first.

To play along and deceive the moles, he also did the action of opening and closing the door as instructed, pretending to get into the car, and then rolled on the spot, hiding behind nearby vehicles.

In the dim and chaotic environment, who could distinguish one, two, three, four, or five?

With the "Iceticles" pistol pressed against Yu Jin's forehead, Shang Jianyao steered the steering wheel with one hand and calmly instructed, "Turn around, face away from me."

Hearing this, Yu Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly turned his body, facing the side window.

Throughout this process, he paid close attention to the hand holding the gun, finding it so steady, without the slightest tremor, and the finger on the trigger was clearly poised to fire at any sign of trouble.

This prevented Yu Jin from finding an opportunity.

Shang Jianyao maintained his current posture and drove for a while before stepping on the brakes.

Almost simultaneously, a figure flipped over the parking lot fence, rushed to the side of the SUV in two or three steps, opened the back door, and jumped in.

It was Jiang Baimian, who had somehow put on black gloves.

She glanced at Yu Jin and opened her mouth in surprise, "You haven't killed him yet?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Jin took advantage of the opportunity to slide his body down, freeing his head from the gun muzzle.

At the same time, the sound of machinery operating came from his body.

Suddenly, Jiang Baimian leaned forward, reached out her left hand, and pressed it against Yu Jin's back.

Countless silver-white arcs of electricity instantly erupted, jumping onto Yu Jin's body, illuminating the car as if it were daylight.

The mechanical sounds on Yu Jin's body disappeared instantly, and even his artificial heart was affected, experiencing some malfunctions and activating emergency protection measures on its own.

The bald, vicious man's eyes gradually rolled back, and wisps of blue smoke and the smell of burning emanated from his body.

Seeing this, Shang Jianyao retracted the hand holding the gun, stepped on the accelerator, and started the car again.

The electricity gradually subsided, and Yu Jin's body slumped in the seat, with obvious signs of incontinence in his lower body.

"Human mechanical modifications are relatively afraid of electricity..." Jiang Baimian retracted her left hand and shook it.

This is because it must be connected to human nerves, creating an electrical path.

Then, she said to Shang Jianyao in annoyance, "Shouldn't you have shot him as soon as he got in the car, and then driven away?

"Aren't you worried he has ways to counterattack?

"He's a person who has undergone mechanical modifications!"

After Jiang Baimian finished this string of words, Shang Jianyao replied while driving, "To capture him alive."

"...Don't set such high goals next time," Jiang Baimian instructed helplessly.

Then, she took out the small blue and black speaker, slightly larger than her palm, from her large pocket and placed it on the armrest box. "Don't tell me, its recording and looping functions are quite useful, saving me a lot of bullets."

Speaking of this, she specifically emphasized, "But don't expect it to really cooperate with you. Without real bullets mixed in, those old foxes won't be fooled.

"Yeah, this kind of operation needs someone to cooperate."

She had never expected that Shang Jianyao, who was clearly out doing "dirty work," would actually bring a small speaker with him.

It was just that this speaker was small and easy to carry. If it were the kind from the "Sangzi" merchant group, she suspected that Shang Jianyao would carry it on his shoulder to work.

As Jiang Baimian spoke, the SUV turned into an alley near the central square and stopped in a corner without surveillance or traffic.

"Wake him up," Shang Jianyao requested help as he unbuckled his seat belt.

"You even fastened your seat belt?" Jiang Baimian found it a bit funny to witness this scene.

A "killer," a "kidnapper," actually "obeyed the law" and fastened their seat belts when they achieved their goals and left the scene!

Not like it would matter to do something else bad... Jiang Baimian muttered, reached out her left hand, and "woke" Yu Jin with an electric shock.

As soon as Yu Jin opened his eyes, he saw a pair of deep eyes.

Shang Jianyao quickly said, "You have been kidnapped by me;

"Your body is under my control;

"So..."

Yu Jin's brain, which was already a bit dazed, became even more confused.

A few seconds later, he timidly shouted, "Master."

Shang Jianyao nodded and pressed the front of his baseball cap even lower.

Then, he said to Jiang Baimian, "Give him the clothes in the trunk and let him change."

This was something he had confirmed while chatting with the driver, Lao Geng:

Because he occasionally acted as a kidnapper, Yu Jin always kept a few sets of clothes for disguise in the trunk of his vehicle.

Jiang Baimian first confirmed whether there were any tracking devices on Yu Jin's body and in the clothes in the trunk before casually taking a few pieces and throwing them into the passenger seat.

Soon, Yu Jin "consciously" put on black trousers, a blue jacket, and a brown fisherman's hat and ordinary sunglasses, no longer as distinctive as before.

*Slap!* Jiang Baimian patted the back of Shang Jianyao's shoulder and said, both amused and annoyed, "Why did you let him wear sunglasses?

"It's late at night! Do you want people to remember seeing a suspicious person?

Crazy, wearing sunglasses at night!"

Shang Jianyao replied with considerable embarrassment, "His eyes are too ugly."

"Then tell him to keep his head down," Jiang Baimian said quickly.

While Yu Jin was changing clothes, she had already opened the car's fuel tank and used tools to let some of the fuel flow out.

After Yu Jin took off his sunglasses and Shang Jianyao put away the small speaker, she looked around and identified the direction, "Let's go!"

The group of three walked from this secluded corner to another alley without surveillance, as friendly as companions returning from dancing at a nightclub.

As they approached the entrance of the alley, Jiang Baimian took out a dark green grenade, pulled the pin, and casually threw it backward with her left hand.

The grenade landed accurately inside the open SUV.

*Boom!*

A huge explosion rang out inside the car, and the expanding flames ignited the surrounding fuel, triggering a chain reaction.

...

*Boom!*

Yu Jin's bodyguards, who were tracking the vehicle, did not miss this commotion. They exchanged glances and ran with their guns towards the place where the flames were rising.

—After the shooting stopped, they discovered that Lao Geng, the driver who had clearly left with the boss, was still in the parking lot, hiding behind a car.

The atmosphere was extremely tense at the time, and everyone was panicked. They originally wanted to capture Lao Geng, the "mole," but because the other party took the lead in firing and shouting traitor, they had to return fire and shoot him to death.

When Lao Geng died, he had an expression of pain and confusion, as if he was wondering why everyone was a traitor and no one was helping him.

After running a long distance, the bodyguards finally saw the black SUV burning fiercely.

It's over... The thought simultaneously popped into their heads.

...

On the second floor of "Afu Gun Shop," Bai Chen, who had returned to her and Long Yuehong's room, lay on the upper bunk of the bunk bed, with her eyes open, looking at the ceiling.

She had wanted to fall asleep directly, but as soon as she closed her eyes, those unbearable scenes would flash through her mind.

Yu Jin's fierce eyes, the heavy body with a bit of oil smell pressing on her, the beatings and punishments she would encounter if she didn't obey, the pain of being dragged away by her hair, all surfaced from the depths of her memory, causing her body to tremble involuntarily.

The nightmarish experiences during that time had created some bad conditioned reflexes in her, and she couldn't help but feel afraid and dare not resist when she saw Yu Jin.

Suddenly, someone knocked on her room door.

"Who is it?" Long Yuehong, who had been afraid to speak, asked vigilantly.

"It's us," Jiang Baimian replied loudly.

Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the door. Bai Chen also turned over and got out of bed, preparing to hear what clues the team leader had found.

After the door was opened, Shang Jianyao rushed past Long Yuehong and stood in front of Bai Chen.

His baseball cap had been put away at some point, and his clothes had returned to normal, no longer exposing the inside.

Dimly, Bai Chen saw that there was another person beside the team leader, a person wearing a fisherman's hat and a blue jacket.

"This is?" she asked in confusion.

Shang Jianyao grinned, revealing a sunny smile, "I brought you a friend."

Bai Chen was a little stunned.

She knew that Shang Jianyao often spoke nonsensically and that his thoughts were unpredictable and difficult to understand, but at this time, the team leader would usually add a few words to avoid people guessing aimlessly. But now, she didn't say anything.

When Shang Jianyao stepped aside, creating space, she finally saw clearly who the so-called "friend" was.

The burly Yu Jin stood there timidly, his eyes, which should have been fierce, were full of helplessness and pleading, like a slave who had been "taught" for more than a year and had not yet died.