Chapter 805: Pay the Price


    Seeing him leave so determinedly, Mr. Alfred''s expression bes serious. He knows what is going


    on with Lucien. To take care of that is hard. In such a state, Pehry will suffer losses if he goes there.


    This group of people just starts to pay attention to him. It is bad for him to put himself at a


    disadvantaged situation.


    "Pehry, don''t forget that Jasmine is in the hands of the Defoes."


    One sentence sessfully stops Pehry''s pace. Every cell in his body is shouting to let him hurry up


    and beat up that despicable old bastard Lucien.


    However, he has to stop, because his grandfather is right. Jasmine is still in their hands.


    If he doesn''t know where is Jasmine, whatever he says or does will be futile. He can go and confront


    Lucien. He can even fight with him. But Lucien will get his revenge on Jasmine.


    At the thought of this, Pehry can no longer take any further steps forward.


    Looking at him like this, naturally, Mr. Alfred doesn''t feel anxious for Jasmine. He is even more


    convinced that what he has done is right. From Pehry''s current state, it seems that he has taken a


    fancy to that girl.


    She has be his weakness, an iparably obvious but extremely important weakness.


    Pehry turns around and faces the wall beside him. He raises his hand and punches on the wall.


    "Bang!" A muffled sound rings out. Those close to him can even hear the sound of his bones hitting the


    wall. He punches the wall non-stop as if that''s Lucien''s face.


    Soon, his fists bleed. Blood and flesh attacked to the wall gives the wall some bright red color, which


    looks terrifying. His fists are a mass of blood.


    No one dares to go forward to dissuade him from doing that. They know what kind of person Pehry is.


    Even Mr. Alfred only watches him doing that. After he stops, he says indifferently, "Let the police do the


    searching. Being anxious is useless, neither is hurting yourself."


    Useless?


    Pehry''s lips curl up coldly. His grandfather won''t know what it feels like to lose the loved one''s location,


    and he has no desire to talk to him.


    He doesn''t expect Mr. Alfred to understand him. He only wishes that he will do nothing to obstruct the


    searching.


    The police keep elerating their paces, but the other party is good at counter-reconnaissance. Not


    only can''t the police locate the cell phone that dials the number, but the route the kidnappers have


    taken when they kidnap Jasmine has been nned.


    The kidnappers take the northern highway. When they pass a vige, there are two forks in the road.


    The surveince cameras of a road are broken. Although the van is driving, it is likely used as a


    disguise.


    In other words, the kidnappers are likely to have changed cars in an unmonitored area.


    As a result, the police lose all the traces once again and their n has been interrupted. They have


    fallen into a difficult position. They can only re-screen surveince cameras at other intersections.


    However, without urate information, it is difficult to continue their searching, just like looking for a


    needle in a haystack. The workload is very heavy, and one needs to concentrate on discovering and


    analyzing.


    The police station uses all the technical departments to do the judgement on that day. Everyone is busy


    doing their work.


    Pehry returns to his office. Sitting on the sofa and waiting are the biggest torture for him. Every minute


    and every second, Jasmine may suffer new injuries. He can neither see her nor touch her. And


    because of that, his worry multiplies.


    However, apart from waiting, there is nothing he can do.


    Compared to his impatience, Mr. Alfred is much calmer. He maintains the same posture, asionally


    he will raise his head to look at the people around him.


    Lucien, that old fellow, will not be easily discovered. He is very clear about this, so it is impossible for


    Pehry to find Jasmine in a short period.


    However, he doesn''t know what they are using Jasmine for.


    If their requirements are off the line, he will reject them. In any case, that girl is of no benefit to Pehry.


    Even if something unexpected happens to her, there is nothing they can do about that.


    From afternoon to night, then to eight o''clock, the sky outside the windowpletely darkens. Night


    falls, and it is time for the night owls to enjoy themselves.


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    Pehry smokes countless cigarettes in the afternoon, and the ashtray in front of him is cleaned up


    several times.


    He feels his throat bes dry and feels pressure in his lungs. But he doesn''t care. He only wants to


    find Jasmine.


    He likes night very much becausepared to the noisy and tense day-time, night is the time when


    people can really rx. But now, when he thinks of Jasmine whose whereabouts are unknown, for the


    first time, he hates nights so much.


    She must be very scared. She is kidnapped by strangers. Lucien''s subordinates must also be


    extremely cruel and heartless. How can such a petite and weak girl endure them?


    Pehry''s heart tightens when he thinks that her eyes will turn red because of crying and her lips will


    press together due to grievance.


    Jasmine, Jasmine ... Her name is around the corner of his mouth. But he doesn''t make any sound, yet


    the name still manages to leave a mark in his heart.


    Where are you?


    Wait for me. You must wait for me to find you, okay?


    Pehry is in extreme pain. His entire body is giving off a kind of dark aura. This kind darkness does not


    come from the angry curses of ordinary people. It is filled with violence and bloodthirst.


    When he finds Jasmine and brings her back safely, he will retaliate on them and make them suffer, no


    matter they are from the Defoe’s or other forces!


    …


    When Jasmine wakes up, she is tied up tightly. She opens her eyes in a daze and sees a dimly-lit


    spacious factory building. This factory is a square house, with bumpy concrete floor. The abandoned


    equipment is left in a corner, covered in ashes.


    She tries to move her arm. Her wrist is tied by a nylon buckle. Because her blood cirction is clogged


    for a long time, her palms turn pale. Her movement smooths the cirction, which makes her cry out in


    pain.


    "..."


    Hearing her voice, two men at the corner stand up. They walk a few steps to her. One of them has his


    hairpletely shaved off. Living this kind of life all year round does something to his look. At first


    nce, you can see the viciousness in his face.


    Jasmine bes nervous. She quickly examines them and keeps shaking her head.


    The two men look at each other as if they are considering whether to remove the cloth from her mouth.