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Chapter 345 Yu Qing
Kowloon Walled City, Hong Kong Island.

The cramped and dark room was gloomy, with only the flickering sparks from cigarette butts indicating that someone lived there.

"The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later..."

"Damn it!" Yu Qing cursed, throwing the cigarette butt in his hand hard on the ground, stomping on it and grinding it back and forth.

"Damn it, that son of a bitch Kong Shun, he used me and then threw me away, did he think I was trash!" Yu Qing sneered, "Luckily I had a backup plan."

As he spoke, he pulled a voice recorder from his coat pocket, turned it on, recorded a short clip, sent it via WeChat, then put down his phone and sat on the sofa, slurping down his instant noodles.

Before he could finish his bowl of instant noodles, the shrill ring of the phone rang. Yu Qing picked up the phone, and upon seeing the familiar number, a smug smile crept onto his face.

"Hey!"

"Yu Qing, what the hell do you mean?"

"I didn't mean anything by it, I just wanted to remind Mr. Kong that we're in the same boat. If my boat capsizes, Mr. Kong won't be able to stay on the boat either."

"If you have something to say, just say it to me. What do you mean by sending it to my daughter?"

"Mr. Kong, are you trying to play the victim? I've called you countless times, dozens, if not hundreds, did you even answer them?"

As Yu Qing spoke, his temper flared up, and he kicked the stool that was being used as a makeshift coffee table away, spilling the unfinished instant noodles and soup all over the floor.

"I'm busy..."

"Busy? Busy with what? Busy handling group business?" Yu Qing almost laughed himself to death. "Mr. Kong, there's no need for you to say such polite things to me, is there?"

"You are the second largest shareholder of the Tang Group. Now that Tang Zhao is dead, the Tang Group is firmly in your hands. Do you want to deal with Tang Zhao's men? Why did you have to do it at this critical moment?"

"Does Mr. Kong still think that my life or death is insignificant?"

Yu Qing kept rambling on, venting all the fear and resentment he had been holding in for so long. The person on the other end of the phone tried to speak several times, but couldn't find a single opportunity to interject.

Yu Qing finally threatened, "Let me tell you, if I don't have a good time, you won't have a good time either!"

"Are you done talking?" the voice on the other end of the phone asked coldly.

Yu Qing snorted coldly.

"I haven't even fucking cursed you yet, and you're cursing me first?" The anger on the other end of the phone was practically tangible. "Didn't you say you guaranteed everything would be foolproof? Then why isn't Tang Zhao dead?"

Yu Qing was stunned, and asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

"Tang Zhao is not dead! Tang Zhao is not dead! Did you hear me clearly?!"

"Impossible! I stabbed her in the heart; there's no way she could have survived," Yu Qing said, disbelieving. "You're lying to me, aren't you?"

"Liar?" The voice on the other end of the phone rose. "If you don't believe me, go online and check. The Tang Group's official website has already issued an announcement! The people I sent saw Tang Zhao come out of the hospital alive and kicking!"

Ignoring Kong Shun's angry curses on the other end of the phone, Yu Qing searched the Tang Group's official website with trembling hands. There was a statement that read, "Tang Zhao, Chairman of the Tang Group, has recovered and been discharged from the hospital. He will return to the group soon."

*Thud!* The phone fell to the ground.

Yu Qing's eyes were filled with terror. What to do? What to do? Tang Zhao wasn't dead. With that woman's viciousness, she would dig three feet into the ground to find him and take revenge!

Yu Qing thought about Tang Zhao's methods when they clashed in the business world over the years, and he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end.

He frantically picked up his phone. "Kong Shun, you need to find a way to get me out of the country right now. I can't stay in Hong Kong Island any longer!"

"Alright, I'll contact a smuggling ship right now to take you out to sea. Hide well for the next few days and make sure Tang Zhao doesn't catch you!"

The phone beeped and then hung up.

Yu Qing leaned against the wall and collapsed to the ground, his mouth agape as he gasped for breath, like an ugly fish that had been pulled ashore and was on the verge of death.

Two days later, late at night.

A motorcycle sped through the narrow streets of Kowloon Walled City and reached the seaside.

Yu Qing pulled out a wad of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket and sent the man away. Then, following the navigation, he ran swiftly along the shore until he reached a reef. Suddenly, he heard a sound:
"But Mr. Yu?"

Yu Qing was so startled that he stumbled and almost fell to the ground. The man quickly explained, "I was sent by Boss Kong to pick up Mr. Yu. Are you Mr. Yu Qing?"

"That's me!" Yu Qing was overjoyed and quickly replied.

"Mr. Yu, please board the ship."

The rusty iron ship rocked on the vast sea. Yu Qing helped the man onto the ship and found a corner to sit down.

The ship quickly sailed away from the shore.

Yu Qing had always traveled on luxury cruise ships or exquisite yachts; when had he ever ridden on such a dilapidated boat? Before long, his stomach began to churn, and he vomited repeatedly, almost bringing up bile.

The two of them lived a nocturnal lifestyle, hiding during the day and traveling at night, and finally arrived at the harbor in the early morning of the third day.

"Mr. Yu, we've arrived."

Yu Qing opened his eyes, looked at this unfamiliar place, and subconsciously asked, "Are we in Country A?"

The boatman laughed so hard his abs were shaking. "Mr. Yu, you're really joking. How are we going to cross the Pacific Ocean in this little boat?"

"Where is this?"

“Country Y,” the boatman helped Yu Qing off the boat. “Boss Kong, please rest here, Mr. Yu. I will go and arrange a ferry to Country A.”

Yu Qing nodded, found a restaurant near the harbor to eat something, and then waited anxiously on the shore.

A short while later, the boatman led a tall, dark-skinned man over.

"it's him?"

"Correct!"

"Okay, don't worry! I'll make sure it's done without leaving a trace."

"Then thank you very much, brother."

Although Yu Qing didn't understand their Y country's language very well, he could still say thank you without any problem.

The dark-skinned man chuckled, made a gesture to the boatman, and then led Yu Qing away.

Yu Qing kept his head down, using his baseball cap to cover half of his face. However, the cap also blocked most of his vision, so he didn't notice the other people in the port instinctively avoiding him when they saw the dark-skinned man.

The two walked further and further away, and into more and more remote places. By the time Yu Qing realized something was wrong, there was no one left to see.

Yu Qing stopped in his tracks, suspicious.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Where to? To where you're supposed to be, of course," the dark-skinned man smiled. "Someone wants to see you."

"Who?"

"You'll see when you get there," the dark-skinned man laughed.

Yu Qing turned and ran.

The dark-skinned man had long legs and big strides. He caught up with Yu Qing in a few steps, kicked him in the back, and bent his long leg so that his entire weight pressed down on Yu Qing's back.

Yu Qing shouted, "Help!"

Suddenly, an SUV stopped beside the two of them, the door opened, and three men in black jumped out of the vehicle.

"Boss!"

"Tie him up and put him in the car," the dark-skinned man said, throwing Yu Qing to the newcomer before turning and getting into the car.

Yu Qing was tied up, gagged, and stuffed into the trunk.

The off-road wheels kicked up sand, which disappeared into the distance in an instant.

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