<h4>Chapter 988: Chapter 995: Naive Woman</h4>


    "Chen, Chen!"


    At this moment, Nanrong Hao and Jiang Hao finally reached the rooftop. Seeing only Zhao Zhengxiong’s two subordinates on the rooftop, Jiang Hao couldn’t help but ask, "Chen, where’s that bastard Zhao Zhengxiong?"


    "He got away," Ling Chen replied. After speaking, Ling Chen turned his head to look at the two men and asked, "Do you know where Zhao Zhengxiong might go?"


    The two men exchanged nces and said, "We only follow Xiong’s orders and don’t inquire about other matters. Besides, Xiong has recently purchased a lot of real estate in East Sea City, but we don’t know the exact locations."


    "Not talking, huh?" Nanrong Hao grabbed one of the men by the cor and dragged him to the edge of the rooftop, coldly saying, "Tell me Zhao Zhengxiong’s location, or I’ll let you experience a freefall."


    Looking at the ground dozens of meters below, the man’s face instantly turned pale with fear, his voice trembling, "I... I really don’t know."


    "Haozi, let him go." Ling Chen spoke up to relieve the man, "We’re looking for Zhao Zhengxiong, no need to make things difficult for him." Pausing, Ling Chen continued, "Zhao Zhengxiong is now connected with the God Organization. We came to find him this time, so he’ll definitely seek protection from them."


    "What should we do then?" Jiang Hao said, frustrated, "We finally found that bastard, and now he got away again."


    "Forget it! If we can’t catch him this time, there’ll be another chance, anyway, he won’t leave East Sea City."


    Leaving the apartment building, Ling Chen gave Jiang Hao a few instructions, then followed Nanrong Hao’s car back to the Wealthy Manor.


    Back home, Ling Chen went straight to the living room, only to find it empty with just the TV on, broadcasting news.


    "Wanqing, I’m back," Ling Chen shouted upstairs, then sat on the sofa, casually pressing the remote control. After a moment, seeing no movement from upstairs, Ling Chen found it strange.


    Could it be that she didn’t hear him? Thinking this, Ling Chen headed directly to the second floor.


    At Nanrong Wanqing’s room, Ling Chen knocked on the door, and seeing no response, he went to Yang Qingling’s room. Before leaving, Nanrong Wanqing had said she would go chat with Yang Qingling.


    "Mom, are you there?" Ling Chen asked from outside the door.


    But there was still no sound from inside the room. Strange! Where did they all go? The TV was on, indicating someone was home.


    In confusion, Ling Chen turned the doorknob and pushed the door open. Entering Yang Qingling’s bedroom, Ling Chen immediately frowned and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing here?"


    "Ling Chen, we meet again. As I said, I won’t leave East Sea City without catching you."


    At this moment, in the bedroom, Nanrong Wanqing and Yang Qingling were sitting by the bed. Behind them stood the person they had met some time ago, Ren Qing.


    Back then, Ling Chen had schemed in secret to rid himself of Ren Qing’s harassment, but who knew she would hide in East Sea City, still relentless in wanting to capture him.


    Looking at the gun in Ren Qing’s hand, Ling Chen spoke, "The one you want is me, let them go, and I’ll go with you."


    "Good, you’re sensible," Ren Qing said, pulling a pair of handcuffs from her bag and tossing them in front of Ling Chen.


    Without Ren Qing needing to say more, Ling Chen had already picked up the handcuffs and put them on his wrists.


    "How about now, are you satisfied?"


    "Turn around and walk backwards," Ren Qing ordered, pointing the gun at Ling Chen’s body, indicating for him to leave the bedroom.


    "Ling Chen..."


    Nanrong Wanqing and Yang Qingling looked at Ling Chen, their eyes filled with worry.


    Ling Chen smiled slightly and said, "Don’t worry, I’ll be fine."


    "You two," Ren Qing said coldly, pointing the gun at Nanrong Wanqing and Yang Qingling, "get up ande out with me."


    Hearing this, Ling Chen raised an eyebrow and turned to Ren Qing, "I’ve done what you asked, why don’t you let them go?"


    "Ling Chen, don’t think I don’t know who you are. I’ve seen your skills. To be honest, I can’t handle you alone, so it’s safer to have two people around."


    "Miss Ren, don’t forget you’re also a government employee. What you’re doing now is breaking thew."


    "Humph!" Ren Qing scoffed, "Ling Chen, do you care about thew? Do you know, because of you, I’ve lost my promising future. As long as I catch you, I can regain the superiors’ favor."


    "Is that so? Miss Ren, I have to admit, you’re a logistics technician, yet you personally came to work in the field."


    "Cut the crap," Ren Qing said coldly, pointing the gun at the back of Nanrong Wanqing’s head, "Move!"


    "Fine, I’ll do as you say, just don’t hurt them," Ling Chen said, stepping out of the bedroom and heading straight to the vi’s living room.


    "Go get a car," Ren Qing ordered Ling Chen, "and hand over your phone. If you don’t want them to get hurt, you’d better not y any tricks."


    Ling Chen shrugged, raising his handcuffed hands, "Miss Ren, how am I supposed to get you a car like this? At least help me take off the cuffs."


    Ren Qing hesitated for a moment, then took a key from her pocket and began to step towards Ling Chen. However, halfway there, she immediately stopped and retreated.


    "You, go unlock his handcuffs," Ren Qing handed the key to Yang Qingling, indicating for her to go over.


    Seeing his mom approaching, Ling Chen immediately extended his hands towards Yang Qingling.


    Their eyes met, and Ling Chen winked, signaling to Yang Qingling, who quickly understood and gave a slight nod.


    After the handcuffs were unlocked, Ling Chen took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to Yang Qingling, then turned and walked towards the door. At the same time, Yang Qingling went to stand in front of Ren Qing with Ling Chen’s phone.


    Approaching the door, Ling Chen suddenly turned around, grabbing the vase ced by the door and pretended to throw it at Ren Qing.


    Seeing Ling Chen’s action, Ren Qing’s face turned cold, and without thinking, she raised the gun in her hand.


    But before Ren Qing could pull the trigger, Yang Qingling, who was already close, quickened her pace, flicked her wrist, and threw the phone, hitting Ren Qing’s face.


    Distracted by the phone, Ren Qing instinctively dodged back. Taking advantage of the moment, Yang Qingling quickly closed in on Ren Qing, grabbed her wrist, and gave it a light twist. Instantly, the pained Ren Qing released her grip, dropping the gun to the ground.


    Before Ren Qing could retaliate, Yang Qingling continued to press forward, restraining Ren Qing’s hands and pinning her to the ground.


    "Let me go!" Ren Qing gritted her teeth, struggling desperately.