Kang Xiangyang even knew the name of Song Ziwen's girlfriend, so what he said should not be a lie. According to his temper, he would not talk to him at all.
However, he could not ignore Song Ziwen's life now. After all, he was Song Ziyi's only relative in this world.
"Let me go. When I am safe, I will immediately ask my men to release Song Ziwen and Song Ziyi."
Kang Xiangyang feared Ding Ning from the bottom of his heart. He knew that he would not be able to kill Song Ziyi today, but where there was life, there was hope. Therefore, he settled for the next best thing and left first.
"Why should I believe you?"
Ding Ning said coldly, but he was in a dilemma.
If his soul was not damaged, he could completely hypnotize Kang Xiangyang and ask him about Song Ziwen's whereabouts. Unfortunately, he did not have the strength to do so now. He could only use other methods to find out where Song Ziwen was imprisoned.
"Then kill me. Song Ziwen and Song Ziyi will die with me. It is not a loss for me."
Kang Xiangyang was sure that Ding Ning did not dare to kill him, so he said fearlessly.
Ding Ning angrily kicked him and sent him flying. He hit the morgue cabinet and fell to the ground. With a livid face, he gnashed his teeth and said, "You are ruthless. Get lost. If you dare to break your promise and not let Song Ziwen and his girlfriend go free, I promise I will take your life even if I have to go to the ends of the earth."
Kang Xiangyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and covered his painful lower abdomen. He looked at Song Ziyi with hatred, got up with difficulty, and staggered out of the morgue.
A strange look flashed across Ding Ning's eyes. His mouth moved silently and he pushed Song Ziyi, who was on the operating table, out.
"Saved. That's great!"
"Is Miss Song okay?"
"Thank you, Doctor Ding. You saved Ziyi again."
"Thank God. Miss Song is finally back. Oh, I was scared to death."
"Ding Ning, where did you find Ziyi? Where is the kidnapper? Did he escape? "
…
As soon as Ding Ning pushed Song Ziyi back to the floor where the operating room was under the escort of the criminal police they met on the floor, the people who were waiting anxiously like ants on a hot pan immediately surrounded them and asked all kinds of questions.
Even Xiao Nuo came forward excitedly and asked all kinds of questions. After all, Song Ziyi was kidnapped under her nose. If the higher-ups really investigated, she would also have to bear the responsibility.
Ding Ning handed Song Ziyi to Sister Hua and the others. Only then did he find out that there were dozens of strange faces.
Under Xiao Nuo's whispered introduction, he learned that some of these people were the logistics team that specifically served Song Ziyi; the other part were the members of Song Ziyi's filming crew. They didn't come with her because they had to be questioned by the police. Now that the questioning was over, they came to visit her in the hospital.
Luckily, nothing had happened to Song Zi Yi. Otherwise, not only would the hospital be in trouble, but the police would also have to take responsibility.
Of course, he did not mention that he had known Song Ziyi for a long time. He only said that he found the kidnappers took Song Ziyi into the morgue and was saved by him in time. He had intended to bring the kidnappers to justice, but unexpectedly, the kidnappers said that Song Ziyi's brother and his girlfriend were in his hands, so he had to let him go for fear of harming the innocent.
Xiao Nuo anxiously pulled Ding Ning to an empty room and blamed him for making a decision without informing the police. This case was not only about the attempted murder of the Empress, but also involved a kidnapping case in another place. Once it was known that he released the kidnappers, it would inevitably bring him great trouble.
Ding Ning didn't care at all. He touched Xiao Nuo's face with a smile and said, "Don't worry. Since I dare to let him go, everything is under control."
"Don't act recklessly."
Xiao Nuo was really impartial when she was serious. She hit his hand away with a straight face and asked very seriously.
"Don't worry, I've already sent people to follow him. His every move is within my grasp. Give me some time, I'll definitely find out where Song Zi Wen and his wife are being held. Once I rescue them, the kidnapper will definitely not be able to escape."
Ding Ning said with confidence.
What a joke. With a strong practitioner in the Huashen Realm following him, Kang Xiangyang could not escape even if he had eight pairs of wings.
Xiao Nuo then remembered that Ding Ning had a group of old monsters with unfathomable cultivation. She couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief, and her straight face also relaxed. "That's good. If we can catch the kidnappers, this case should be solved."
Ding Ning suddenly grabbed Xiao Nuo's hand, which made her blush. She bit her lips and nervously looked at the door. "Don't, don't act recklessly. This is not a place. Someone will come in at any time."
"Not a place? Haha … what are you thinking? Little pervert. "
Ding Ning was stunned and then couldn't help laughing. He knew that this girl was thinking about something wrong again. He just wanted to help her improve her cultivation.
Xiao Nuo had been busy because of the Kiss of Death. Among all the women, she was the only one whose cultivation had not improved to the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm. How could he favor one and discriminate against the other?
"You are so annoying. You are a little pervert."
Seeing Ding Ning's mischievous smile, Xiao Nuo's face turned as red as a big persimmon and she shyly stamped her feet.
"Don't move. Be good. Let me hug you."
Ding Ning held her in his arms with a smirk. The majestic life essence flowed into her body along her meridians, making her cultivation rise continuously.
Xiao Nuo was a little embarrassed and wanted to break free from his arms. But feeling the majestic energy, she immediately became obedient. She closed her eyes and fell into comprehension, ignoring the constantly rising power.
A hint of surprise flashed in Ding Ning's eyes. He didn't expect Xiao Nuo's comprehension to be so high. Different from other women who passively accepted the energy baptism, she was truly comprehending the rules of the fire element and directly refining the energy he gave her into her own power.
Compared with other women who had to spend a long time to slowly adapt to the soaring power, the biggest advantage of her directly refining and comprehending was that after her cultivation reached the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm, she could directly control this power as if she was her own arm and become a real expert at the peak of the Real Martial Arts Realm.
The control of power was a standard that was difficult to measure specifically, but it was directly reflected in combat effectiveness.
For example, if two martial artists of the same realm had the same amount of spiritual power, then the difference in their combat power would be completely reflected in their control over their power.
Assuming that their energy reserves were both ten, then the person whose control of power reached seven would certainly be much stronger than the person whose control of power only reached five.
The control of power was something that could hardly be improved by hard practice, because it had no specific quantitative standard. Even Ding Ning didn't dare to say that his control of power had reached one hundred percent.
Even if the Barbarian Physical Training Skill could completely break out all the power in the body in an instant, it didn't mean that Ding Ning's control of power had reached one hundred percent. On the contrary, he was still far behind in this aspect.
Unless he could perfectly control the usage of his power and divide it into ten or even a hundred portions, he would be able to mobilize the power he needed in battle without wasting a single bit of it.
Among the people Ding Ning had seen, the one who had almost reached the peak of the control of power was the Fire God he met in the mausoleum of Genghis Khan.
Although that guy's cultivation was not high, his control of every inch of his muscles was so precise that it was incredible, which made Ding Ning feel ashamed of his inferiority.
Therefore, when his cultivation was stuck at the peak of the God Martial Arts Realm and he couldn't break through in a short time, he focused on the control of power, which was the best way to improve his combat effectiveness and tap his potential.
"I broke through?"
Xiao Nuo opened her eyes and said in surprise when the power transfer was finally over. She gently clenched her fist, which made the sound of air exploding, and the hot energy of fire property made the temperature in the room rise.
Ding Ning's face was full of envy, jealousy, and hatred. This was the benefit of refining the surging power in real time. Although Xiao Nuo didn't have a special physique, she was definitely a martial arts genius. She not only completely turned the surging power into her own use, but also greatly improved her control of power.
"I love you so much!"
Xiao Nuo was as excited as a little girl. She stood on tiptoe, blushed, and took the initiative to kiss him.
Although it was just a light kiss, it was not easy for her, who had always been conservative.
Ding Ning immediately turned sadness into joy. He leaned forward and wanted to kiss her, but Xiao Nuo dodged him with a smile and punched him in the chest coquettishly. "Don't mess around, there are so many people here."
"How about going back to Paradise Island at night?"
Ding Ning looked at her crystal clear ears that had turned red, and his index finger was immediately aroused and he said with a lecherous look.
Xiao Nuo's pretty face blushed. How could she not know what he meant? Her heartbeat inexplicably accelerated, and her eyes drifted away to avoid his hot gaze. She lowered her head shyly and said, "Let's talk about it later. I'm busy at the bureau. If I don't work overtime, I … I'll go back."
Ding Ning was slightly disappointed, but he also knew the nature of her work. She was assassinating, Song Ziyi had an accident, and it was close to the end of the year. The affairs of the unit had already made her very busy, so he couldn't force her to give a definite answer.
Knock, knock, knock!
The door was suddenly knocked. Xiao Nuo tidied up her clothes with a guilty conscience. Seeing that there was no abnormality, she charmingly rolled her eyes at Ding Ning, who was smirking beside her, and said in a dignified tone, "Who is it? Come in!"
"Chief Xiao, Consultant Ding, Miss Song woke up and insisted on meeting her fans to express her gratitude. What should we do? Should we agree? "
Fang Xiaomu pushed the door open and winked at Ding Ning ambiguously. Then he became serious and reported seriously.
"Is this woman crazy? There are now thousands of fans downstairs, plus reporters from major newspapers. With so many people, our police force is not enough to maintain order. What if something happens? "
Xiao Nuo suddenly became angry and said angrily.
Fang Xiaomu said helplessly, "There's nothing we can do. Miss Song is too famous, and the fans won't leave until they get the news that she is safe. What's more, the number of fans is still increasing, which has seriously affected the normal order of the hospital. If it goes on like this, once a group incident happens, we will all have to bear the responsibility. The hospital also hopes that Miss Song can show up to say that she is safe, appease the fans, and persuade them to leave and not gather in the hospital anymore."
Xiao Nuo's face was very pale, but she also knew that Fang Xiaomu was telling the truth. As the Heavenly Queen, Song Ziyi's influence was too great. If the fans were allowed to continue to gather in the hospital, sooner or later, something would happen.
"Let her show her face. Otherwise, those fans won't leave. I think her fans are quite well-mannered. Nothing should happen to them."
Ding Ning said lightly, "If it doesn't work, I will accompany her to protect her. Nothing should happen."
"You deliberately want to be a flower protector, don't you?"
Xiao Nuo's vinegar jar was knocked over again, and she said sourly.
Ding Ning didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He felt a little guilty and spread his hands speechlessly. "Forget it, I don't care, okay?"
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