"Lil Feng. Lil Feng." Liang Yu tore off the black cloth in front of Liu Feng's eyes and called out her name.
Liu Feng's consciousness was still clear, but her limbs were soft and her voice was low.
"Second Brother, you're here."
"How do you feel now?" Liang Yu carried Liu Feng in his arms and walked out. "Damn it, they actually ran away."
Liu Feng leaned weakly into Liang Yu's arms. "The organization behind them is very strict. They won't be easily discovered by us. Send me back first. I have no strength at all."
"Okay." Liang Yu's handsome face faintly carried a trace of hostility. His voice was so deep that it was like an icy pond. "Bear with it. We'll be home soon."
The place where Liu Feng was brought to was a cemetery. If Liu Feng had not given him the location, Liang Yu would never have thought that there would be such an abandoned factory in the cemetery.
