Bao Quanyou and his son Bao Xiaobao left the hotel and, after connecting with the police, headed directly to the town hall with his secretary.
In Bao Quanyou's view, Ding Fan was just a young man without much capability. Although the other party had some skills, Bao Quanyou was not worried at all.
No matter how strong you are, you can't be stronger than a gun, right? So in Bao Quanyou's view, having his son take a few policemen would be enough to handle Ding Fan directly.
However, what Bao Quanyou did not expect was that as soon as he arrived at the town hall, his phone rang. As he answered it, the crying voice of his own son, Bao Xiaobao, came through.
"Dad, save me... I'm at the hotel now... hurry up and come!"
"What exactly happened?" Bao Quanyou asked with a frown.
"You should come quickly..." Bao Xiaobao said, and then the call was abruptly cut off.
Bao Quanyou tried to call back, but after several attempts, it still didn't work; he couldn't get through.
