Feverish actress cried after being angered by haters, but discovered the real culprit was at her bed

In the darkness, a van drove away from the village, its wheels churning through the dirt and sand, toward the nearby Cotton Mountain.

Inside the van, Yu Nan's hands, feet, eyes, and mouth were bound with black duct tape. He huddled fearfully in the back seat, with a robber watching him intently.

"Brother, this is a celebrity! We're rich now!"

"You're so smart. There's no way to make money faster than kidnapping a rich person. It's all about the money."

The kidnapper guarding Yu Nan had a face full of pockmarks, which was disgusting. He was thin and weak, like a bamboo pole, and looked as excited as a monkey.

The robber, who was driving, glanced at Yu Nan through the rearview mirror, which clearly reflected a long scar on his face.

"It wasn't for nothing that we waited all these days; we've finally found our chance."

"Damn it, if it weren't for those two bastards robbing people around here, causing the police to check here every few days, they would have succeeded long ago."

The two were local thugs from Suide, and the villages in the vicinity were their territory. They mainly committed robbery and theft.

But after committing crimes here a few days ago, the gang leader Scarface learned that a film crew was shooting here, and he immediately had an idea: kidnapping!

The theory is that anyone who can act in movies must be a big star and have a lot of money, so it's much faster than robbery.

In fact, the two of them didn't know Yu Nan at all; they were just guessing. To put it bluntly, they were two bumbling thieves.

Although Yu Nan's eyes were covered, she could still hear their conversation and trembled as she sobbed.

Remembering Lu Yan's recent reminder, Yu Nan regretted not listening to Lu Yan. Thinking of this, tears streamed down her face, and she sobbed in suppressed sobs.

Annoyed, the pockmarked man roughly ripped off her glasses and gave her an explanation, then slapped her across the face.

"Stop crying! If you cry again, I'll kill you!"

Yu Nan wailed in pain, no longer daring to make a sound. The kidnapper turned to the driver and said...

"Brother, what should we do with this woman? Should we kill her or let her go after we get the money?"

The scarred-faced driver in the car in front sneered, "Are you out of your mind? If we let him go, do you think we'd get away? We'll just dig a hole and bury him when we get to the mountain."

  

Upon hearing the conversation, Yu Nan felt utterly hopeless. Even if the police arrived and found her, she would probably already be a cold corpse.

If he had listened to Lu Yan back then, would this have prevented this from happening?

Regret was useless now; Yu Nan cried helplessly, yet dared not make a sound...

.......

Meanwhile, on the other side

Lu Yan, who had been following on his 125cc motorcycle, encountered a fork in the road. To the left was a cement road, and to the right was a sandy road. He didn't know which way to go.

"There are tire tracks on the sandy road, but they might not be from a van. What should I do?"

"In the previous life, Yu Nan was able to return safely and the kidnappers were caught. Wang Quan'an must have called the police. This is a rural area with no surveillance cameras. How did the police manage to rescue Yu Nan in such a short time...? So... take the sandy road!"

After only a 30-second stop, Lu Yan set off again.

Because he didn't know the direction, he decided to take a gamble. There were no surveillance cameras in this area, and the fact that the police were able to rescue Yu Nan meant that the kidnappers must have left clues. Therefore, this tire track was very likely the kidnappers'.

Lu Yan revved the engine and chased after them. After following the tire tracks for about 300 meters, he was certain that he hadn't guessed wrong; this was the kidnappers' car.

Who would drive a car into the mountains in the middle of the night? If the tire tracks were left during the day, they would have been covered up long ago. How could there be such long and clear tire tracks?

It's obviously freshly left behind, so the answer is quite obvious.

Lu Yan rode his bike along the winding mountain road for about three kilometers until he finally saw the bread truck parked in a dense forest, with a dilapidated thatched hut not far ahead.

"It's them!"

He didn't stop, but drove straight past.

Meanwhile, inside the thatched hut, the pockmarked man pressed his body against the thatched door, staring out.

He didn't get up until the yellow headlights disappeared from his sight, and let out a long breath.

"It's alright, bro. They were just passing by. I guess they were going up the mountain to catch wild game. They scared me to death. I thought they were cops."

"Hurry up! If you dawdle any longer, I'll kill you! That phone number is..."

Nearby, Scarface threatened Yu Nan, preparing to edit a text message demanding money. Yu Nan, with red and swollen eyes, cried as she did so for them.

pat!

Suddenly, a strange noise outside startled the two kidnappers, who stood up alertly. The pockmarked man gestured with his eyes to the outside in fear.

"Brother, what's that noise outside?"

"Could it be a ghost?"

"What a load of rubbish! Go out and see for yourself, and be careful."

Scarface's eyes were fierce. Under his tyrannical power, the pockmarked man could only tiptoe open the straw door, pull out a dagger from his waist, and just as he stepped out the door, an iron pipe burst out from the blind spot of the straw door on the left.

The iron pipe struck the pockmarked man's arm instantly, making a cracking sound. The pockmarked man screamed and staggered back, but before he could react, the iron pipe fell again, this time hitting his other hand, the one holding the knife.

Unsurprisingly, the pockmarked man with the steel pipe fell to the ground. Only after being knocked down did he see clearly that the person hiding behind the door was a young man holding a one-meter-long steel pipe.

It was none other than Lu Yan. Just now, in order not to alert the enemy, he drove over, parked his car a short distance away, and then crept over.

As for the steel pipe, he just grabbed it from the village. Who knows if those two had any weapons? Even with the system's action master bonus, he still couldn't beat someone with a weapon.

Even if you call Bruce Lee, it wouldn't matter if you were unarmed against someone armed.

"Indeed, an inch longer, an inch stronger!"

Steel pipes are still the best. Anyone who often uses steel pipes to hit people knows that one hit can shatter your bones, let alone fight back.

Before the people inside could react, Lu Yan quickly finished them off, striking the shinbone twice more with the blows. This time, the sound of bones shattering could even be heard.

Okay, now he can't stand up.

At this moment, Scarface inside finally realized something was wrong, grabbed a knife and rushed out, raising it to stab Lu Yan.

Lu Yan: "......."

What the hell? Have you always been this brave, taking your fruit knife and fighting me with a meter-long steel pipe?

"You're pressing on my poop, you poop-grubber!"

Lu Yan performed a beautiful forward roll, rolling to Scarface's feet and striking his shinbone with a stick. Scarface screamed and staggered to the ground. Lu Yan sprang to his feet and quickly went forward to repeatedly strike the fallen kidnapper.

They mainly struck the arms and legs, aiming to break the bones; for a time, only screams and wails filled the woods.

Lu Yan's eyes were ruthless. Only after confirming that his leg bone was broken and he couldn't stand up did he pant and drop the steel pipe. His whole body felt like it was on fire, burning hot.

My heart was pounding faster than a drum, and my hands were trembling slightly, feeling weak.

Just now there was an adrenaline rush, and now that I'm out of danger, my body's reaction is finally kicking in. Damn, that was really exciting!

If it weren't for the steel pipes, he might not have dared to go up there.

"Please, don't kill me!"

Scarface's eyes were filled with fear, as if he was afraid Lu Yan would kill him. Lu Yan punched him in the face again. After a series of blows, the kidnapper couldn't take it anymore and passed out.

"Do you think I'm a born killer? I'm a civilized person."

Lu Yan took a while to recover. After that, he got up to rescue Yu Nan. Just as he stood up, he turned around abruptly, looked at the knife on the ground, and seemed to be deep in thought. After a moment...

He half-knelt down, wrapped the knife in his clothes, used the clothes as gloves to grab Scarface's hand, held the knife, gritted his teeth, and forcefully slashed it down on his forearm.

In an instant, blood spurted out, and flesh was turned inside out.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

Some people treat kindness as lightly as a feather, while others regard it as a mountain. Perhaps Yu Nan is rather indifferent, expressing gratitude with money, or simply not caring at all and not repaying the favor.

But what if? Women are emotional. If Yu Nan is the one who is grateful, then his risking his life to save someone today will be a debt of gratitude she can never repay.

This method seems a bit silly, but in fact, he won't lose anything. This little bit of blood is just to add weight to the life-saving grace. Anyway, he'll only lose a little blood and need a couple of stitches.

Perhaps his methods were a bit despicable, but he didn't consider himself a great and righteous person. So what if he used some tricks? He had to be ruthless to the enemy, but even more ruthless to himself!

Lu Yan staggered toward the thatched hut.

At this moment, Yu Nan, inside the thatched hut, could hear the commotion outside, but not knowing what had happened, he was filled with extreme fear.

Finally, she heard footsteps getting closer and closer, until... a scarlet, bloody hand groped at the grass door.

Yu Nan's eyes shrank several times, and her scream echoed throughout the woods.

"Ah~~~ Don't kill me...."

"Stop shouting...it's me!"

Yu Nan's voice suddenly stopped, and he stared blankly in the direction of the door.