Chapter 667: It Was You Who Kidnapped Us Right

Nan Jiaojiao really didn’t want to respond to him; his appearance was almost like a badger strenuously poking its head out in the field, except he was one that couldn’t move his body, only able to sway his head around helplessly.

She said, “I’m here.”

“My Sister Jiaojiao!”

Bo Qingshan followed the voice and looked over, but his first glance landed on the two burly bodyguards controlling her, big and rough with hands as large as bears, daring to press down on Nan Jiaojiao’s shoulders.

He immediately burst into powerless rage, “Who allowed you to touch her?

Do you know who she is?

Do you know who I am!”

No one paid any attention.

Bo Qingshan directly threw out his background: “My third uncle is Bo Yanching, the man who covers the sky with one hand in Rongcheng City.

Daring to kidnap us, how many lives are you tired of living?”

Still, no one responded.

The warehouse lights were really lurid, Bo Qingshan couldn’t make out the expressions on anyone’s face, but he assumed their silence was out of fear, and since they were scared, he inflated his arrogance even more.

“Did you hear what I said?

I am extremely valuable; you can’t afford to offend me.

Those who know better would quickly let both me and Sister Jiaojiao go.”

“What if I don’t let you go?”

Suddenly, a sinister female voice chillingly echoed.

Bo Qingshan was stunned for a moment.

He felt it was familiar, yet in the first moment he couldn’t match the voice to a face, and then the pain from being thrown flared up suddenly; he hissed painfully, feeling hurt everywhere, and couldn’t move his hands to touch it.

“Who threw me just now?”

He squirmed a few times, kicking towards the closest bodyguard to him.

“Was it you?” Mr.

Qingshan threatened fiercely, “I’m going to shit heavily on your head!”

“…” The bodyguard silently stepped back a few steps into the darkness, feeling his heart was darker than the light.

“Bo Qingshan!”

“What are you yelling for!”

Bo Qingshan’s mind was quick when snapping at others, but then he hesitated slightly, unsure as he asked, “Fourth Aunt?”

Zhou Zining sneered, “Correct, you still recognize me.”

“Of course I recognize you.

I’m just a young guy; I don’t have amnesia.”

Zhou Zining angrily said, “Always spouting nonsense.

You’re just like Nan Jiaojiao, not showing any respect for elders!”

“No, it’s fine if you scold me, but why bring Sister Jiaojiao into this?

Didn’t I just respectfully call you Fourth Aunt?”

He took a breath, “Although you’ve already been driven out of the Bo Family.”

If he said she and Bo Shuxian had divorced, Zhou Zining might have accepted it, but “driven out of the Bo Family” struck precisely on her sore spot.

Her voice grew even more shrill: “Sister Jiaojiao, Sister Jiaojiao!

All you see is her.

Is she your mother or your ancestor that you respect her so much?

All of you have been bewitched by her!”

“My mother should be in France right now.”

Bo Qingshan twisted his eyebrows appropriately, “With my father.”

Zhou Zining was truly infuriated.

Although Bo Qingshan always had this unmanageable nature, only before Bo Yanching did he know to restrain himself, but he indeed had the talent to infuriate someone to the point of smoking through their seven orifices.

She wanted to sew his mouth shut.

“Where’s the tape!

Seal his mouth shut!”

Bo Qingshan’s expression changed, and he sat up.

His legs couldn’t bend, so he stretched them forward, sitting in what seemed like a well-behaved posture, but the moment the bodyguard approached, he looked up with a gaze that bore a slightly menacing aura despite his young age.

“Who dares touch me?”

He looked towards Zhou Zining, “Fourth Aunt, it was you who kidnapped us, wasn’t it?”