Chapter 674: Chapter 674

"As long as Mr. Ding is willing to accompany me, any conditions will suffice as long as Mr. Ding states them," Zhao Gang said earnestly.

Given that Zhao Gang had established a film and television group that affected several generations of Huaxia people, he naturally had his own exceptional qualities.

Zhao Gang was highly accurate in judging people. No matter who it was, as long as they passed by his side, he could generally discern what kind of person they were.

Earlier on the street, when Ding Fan had sparred with the two desperadoes, Ding Fan had initially chosen not to take their lives. He simply kicked one of them over, and Zhao Gang understood that it was a warning from Ding Fan.

However, afterwards, instead of being intimidated, the opponent took out a handgun. Only then did Ding Fan kill them.

At that moment, Ding Fan had shot an iron nail directly through one person's wrist. Zhao Gang, having seen much of the world, knew that hitting the wrist required both accuracy and hand strength.

The iron nail shot by Ding Fan had indeed pierced through the person's wrist, which showed Zhao Gang that Ding Fan was far from ordinary.

Moreover, Ding Fan's resolute and decisive actions later, raising his hand to shoot and kill those two desperadoes, impressed Zhao Gang greatly.

Calm and orderly in handling matters, such a person was exactly to Zhao Gang's liking. That is why Zhao Gang wanted to have Ding Fan accompany him to deliver the ransom.

But Zhao Gang was also a man of meticulous thoughts. After Ding Fan had killed the two men, he immediately threw out two stacks of US dollars, letting others take care of the bodies, which showed that Ding Fan was definitely not worried about money.

Seeing this, Zhao Gang decided to treat Ding Fan as a friend, lowering his stance and earnestly requesting Ding Fan's help.

In fact, this was where Zhao Gang's cleverness laid. If he had come off as arrogant, Ding Fan wouldn't have cared whether he was the boss of Zhao's Film and Television in Xiangcheng or not, Ding Fan definitely would not have shown any deference.

After hearing Zhao Gang's words, Ding Fan pondered for a moment, then asked, "What roughly is the identity of the person who kidnapped your daughter?"

Zhao Gang replied, "I won't hide it from Mr. Ding, although the other party did not publicly disclose their identity, my people have secretly investigated. Most of these people are from Japan's Sankou Group."

"Sankou Group?" Ding Fan was taken aback, not expecting Zhao Gang's daughter to be kidnapped by the Sankou Group.

Zhao Gang nodded. "Some time ago, our Zhao Group was filming a series of movies about the resistance war era, which fairly accurately depicted the atrocities committed by Japan on Huaxia Country people during the war. A lot of the information was obtained through special means from Japan's archives, and since many of these details were being published for the first time, I believe it would definitely cause a significant stir in human society once the film was broadcast."

Ding Fan didn't speak, just listening.

However, being able to obtain data from Japan's archives showed that Zhao Gang was not just slightly influential.

Zhao Gang continued, "However, just as this movie was about to be broadcast, the Sankou Group from Japan approached us, wanting to buy the movie at a high price and claiming that it absolutely could not be broadcast. I was quite stubborn at that time, so I flatly refused. And shortly after that, my daughter was kidnapped and even taken to Mali..."

Hearing this, Ding Fan could almost certainly surmise that this was the doing of the Sankou Group.

Japan is a peculiar nation. It is the only place in the world that considers organized crime as legal. Here, when the state finds it inconvenient to handle things directly, they let the underworld take care of it.

In cases , it was definitely the Sankou Group acting on behalf of Japan.

"Okay, I can help you with this," Ding Fan said.

"Really?" Zhao Gang was overjoyed.

Zhao Gang had thought that after mentioning the Sankou Group, Ding Fan would be hesitant, given that the group had significant influence in Yahuan State.

However, Ding Fan, upon knowing the opponents were the Sankou Group, agreed without any hesitation.

"What I say is true," Ding Fan nodded.

In fact, even if it weren't for Zhao Gang's issue, Ding Fan would still be looking to deal with the Sankou Group. Now that Zhao Gang was going to pay the ransom to the Sankou Group, Ding Fan was saved from having to inquire about them.

"So, Mr. Ding, do you need anything? Money, please, a house... whatever you need, I will provide," Zhao Gang said.

Ding Fan shook his head slightly. "That's not necessary. I lack none of those. I am merely settling my own matters, and incidentally, yours too."

Zhao Gang was taken aback again.

Taking care of his own matters incidentally?

You must know his situation wasn't about going shopping or strolling around; it involved going to the Sankou Group to deliver a ransom. One slip, and he could easily be killed.

And yet, Ding Fan was treating it as a matter of convenience.

Ding Fan continued to speak. "When are we going to pay the deposit?"

"Tonight at eight o'clock."

"In a bar in the center of Mali. The bar seems to be called Ronin Bar."

"Alright, then I will be at the entrance of the bar waiting for you before eight o'clock tonight," Ding Fan said, standing up immediately.

As Ding Fan stood up, Zhao Gang also hurriedly stood up. "Then thank you very much, Mr. Ding..."

Although Zhao Gang and Ding Fan had spent little time together, Zhao Gang could see that Ding Fan was no ordinary person. He assessed Ding Fan as having a strong presence, extraordinary composure, neither servile nor overbearing...

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At that moment, Ding Fan said nothing more and directly walked out of the room, leaving the hotel, with Zhao Gang following him the entire way.

Yu Sihan and Yu Ming, seeing how respectfully Zhao Gang escorted Ding Fan, were both astonished. If the sight of Zhao Gang seeing off Ding Fan were broadcast, it would probably shake the entire Chinese community.

For a moment, the two were even more curious about Ding Fan's background.

After leaving the hotel, Ding Fan decided to take a look around since there was still a long time before his night visit to the Sankou Group.

He took this opportunity to explore the local customs.

Ding Fan walked along the only dirt road on the island.

The scenery here was indeed different from other places, the land was entirely covered with opium poppies, spread out just like the sorghum fields back inland.

Next to the opium fields, there were sporadic groups of people armed with submachine guns standing guard.

Ding Fan could tell that these people must be part of the local Tusi Armed Forces.

Typically, these armed Tusi were just big local gangs. These people's weapons, though, were slightly more sophisticated than those of the typical violent gangs. They resembled an army unit in scale.

It was the blooming season for opium poppies, and the flowers were strikingly eye-catching and beautiful.

However, looking at these flowers, Ding Fan knew that as beautiful as they were, they would bring ruin to many families...

Huh? As Ding Fan was walking, he suddenly sensed a rich spiritual energy.

Ding Fan was quite puzzled and even wondered if he was hallucinating.

But after extending his Divine Sense, Ding Fan indeed found a very strong spiritual energy.

Continuing along the path, Ding Fan fully opened his Divine Sense.

This exploration left Ding Fan astonished, and he even found it hard to believe that beneath this island, there was a Gathering Qi Grand Formation.

A Gathering Qi Grand Formation, put simply, is a formation set up to draw all the spiritual energy from the surrounding area into one spot.

From his exploration with Divine Sense, Ding Fan found that the scale of the Gathering Qi Grand Formation was immense. It wasn't just beyond his current ability but also beyond what he could have set up even during his Nascent Soul Stage in the Cultivation World.

From Ding Fan's perspective, the person who had set up this Gathering Qi Grand Formation must be extraordinary. Simply put, the cultivation level of the person who set up this formation must be above the Separation Stage...

The entire Mali Island was enveloped by this Gathering Qi Grand Formation.

However, The Gathering Qi Grand Formation was damaged in many places and the spiritual energy couldn't concentrate across the whole island, covering only the opium fields.

Seeing this made Ding Fan gasp.

Such resources were ultimately being absorbed entirely by these opium poppies, consuming the essence of nature.

Such a Gathering Qi Grand Formation, if placed in Huaxia Country or the Cultivation World, would likely attract many elder cultivators to dominate this area as their base.

Just then, a burst of gunshots suddenly erupted.

The gunfire was rapid, even mixed with the sound of some exploding shells.

The shots weren't far from him, probably only a few hundred meters away.

Ding Fan didn't want to get involved in any trouble before meeting with the Sankou Group and turned to leave.

Just as Ding Fan was about to turn away, a skinny and frail child ran out from the opium field.

The child looked to be about eleven or twelve years old. He was of Asian descent, with his face covered in blood and wearing ragged clothes, holding a submachine gun in his hands.

A small child, holding a submachine gun, looked quite discordant.

"You, come here!" the child shouted at Ding Fan as soon as he emerged from the opium field, pointing the gun at him.

Ding Fan frowned slightly. Although the other party was just a child, that didn't mean he could let him point a gun at him.

Ding Fan just stood there and quietly watched the child.

If it were anyone else, Ding Fan would have already sent a Wind Blade to kill him.

"Xiao Fen, stop worrying about me, you should run,"

At that moment, a middle-aged woman, looking disheveled, also crawled out from the opium field.

She had a gunshot wound in her stomach, and her complexion was very pale, indicating a serious injury.

"Mom, I can't leave without you!" the boy named Xiao Fen said, tears glinting in his resolute eyes.

"Carry my mom, or I'll kill you!" Xiao Fen said again to Ding Fan, who was standing nearby.

"Xiao Fen, don't make it difficult for others. He's just a passerby. If Haji finds out that this man carried me, Haji will definitely kill him," the middle-aged woman said.

"But Mom, if no one carries you, we can't escape," the boy grew anxious.

"Listen to Mom. Run by yourself..." the middle-aged woman said as she pulled out a handgun from her robe.

"Son. You go, I'll stay behind..." ...