"What do you want?" Under Lin Yong's intimidating stare, Simon felt the oxygen in the car growing scarce, and he could no longer grip his gun firmly. During training, he only addressed Lin Yong as Mr. Lin, but judging by his skills and the way he gave orders, this man was definitely of military origin.
"I won't stop you. I only want you to do one thing: take Ding Ling, your precious little sister, at 1:50 p.m. tomorrow to the new church's Prayer Room of the David Sect in Bazhou. Remember, you must bring her there on time. If you're even a minute late, then don't expect to see your family again tomorrow." After Lin Yong finished speaking, he drove away.
The night grew colder. A distance of one kilometer seemed especially far away, and Simon sat in the car all night.
