**Chapter 647: Xiao Mila Got Kidnapped? (Bonus Chapter)**
The next morning, Nightingale led Xiao Mila out of the Jingdu Spirit Martial Research Institute!
Xiao Mila was wearing black leggings and a little skirt on the bottom, and a white sweater and little vest on top!
On her head was a little white hat!
A red backpack was strapped to her back, and her delicate little face was full of joy!
"Sister Nightingale, walk faster~"
Nightingale puffed out her chest, feeling quite unaccustomed to it—it was pretty heavy!
So this was the trouble that came with being a girl!
On the street beside the Spirit Martial Research Institute, a person dressed like a passerby with a hat glanced at Mila!
He lightly pressed his earpiece and whispered, "Target spotted. The information is accurate."
In a shabby hotel, the Shadow Demon grinned. "Everything goes according to plan!"
As he spoke, a dark shadow walked out from his body. In front of him were ten people tied up, their faces filled with terror!
They let out muffled sounds and struggled constantly!
The shadow suddenly dispersed into ten parts, drilling into the bodies of the ten people!
The next moment, the ten struggling people all fell silent, and the corners of their mouths curled up into sinister smirks. They spoke in unison:
"Hehehe, Jiangnan, let's see how you handle this!"
As they spoke, the ten people untied their restraints, got up, and walked out of the hotel.
...
At eleven in the morning, Nightingale and Xiao Mila had already arrived at the fried chicken shop by Sunset Square.
They ordered a kids' meal. Mila sat on the stool, swinging her little feet, her big eyes occasionally glancing out the window.
"Hmm~ Why isn't Jiangnan Gege here yet?"
Nightingale smiled. "The appointment is at twelve, remember? You're the one who wanted to come early!"
Unable to wait any longer, Mila jumped off the stool. "I'll go wait for Jiangnan Gege at the door!"
With that, she ran out of the fried chicken shop and stood at the entrance, eagerly looking out.
...
At that moment, Jiangnan and his group of six had already arrived at Sunset Red Square.
The square was crowded with people, many elderly men and women strolling around.
They had come early because Jiangnan had a big deal to make with Wang Gang.
Just as Jiangnan was about to contact Wang Gang to ask where he was, he saw a large crowd gathered under the Sun Statue in the square, watching something.
Occasional exclamations came from the crowd.
There, led by Wang Gang, a dozen or so Muscle Devils were stripped to the waist in the middle of winter, showing off their muscles!
They were even doing exercises on the spot, steam rising from their bodies!
Wang Gang: ᕕ(ꐦರдರ)ᕤ
"Interested in swimming and fitness?"
A little girl watching was scared to tears on the spot.
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"Grandma! This uncle is so scary!"
Wang Gang's expression froze. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know how, looking completely at a loss.
Jiangnan rolled his eyes and walked over. "If you keep this up, you'll get arrested, I'm telling you!"
When Wang Gang saw Jiangnan, his eyes lit up. The dozen or so Muscle Devils all gathered around.
A wave of heat rushed over, scaring Zhong Yingxue and Xia Yao so much they didn't dare get close.
"Nan Shen, that muscle water is awesome!"
"We've already sucked dry the ten barrels you gave us. Can't get enough!"
"I feel like I've reached a new level. Give me a hundred barrels first!"
With that, he immediately transferred a hundred million to Jiangnan. This time, Jiangnan didn't use the Vendor Cloth for the trade, so he wouldn't be exploited by the system. Anyway, he had enough Skill Points for now.
It was better to earn some extra cash to supplement the household.
So he started pulling out barrel after barrel of Dali, while Wang Gang and his crew looked at Dali like it was a sacred relic.
...
Meanwhile, outside the fried chicken shop, Mila looked around, her big eyes landing on a candied hawthorn stand nearby. She hurried over.
"Grandpa! I want 3... oh no, 6 sticks! Hawthorn flavor!"
"Haha, what a cute little girl. Six sticks, right?"
Just then, Fang Liu, wearing a beige trench coat, approached. She took off her mask, revealing a friendly smile.
"Xiao Mila, do you remember me? I'm your Auntie Fang Liu. I'm a friend of your Jiangnan Gege. We met at Sashala?"
Mila paused, staring at Fang Liu with wide eyes for a full three seconds.
Then she smiled sweetly. "I remember! Hello, Auntie Fang Liu. Is there something you need from me?"
Fang Liu smiled. "Come with Auntie. I'll take you to see your Jiangnan Gege. How about that?"
Mila tilted her head. "Why doesn't Jiangnan Gege come get me himself? Didn't he say he'd come pick me up here?"
Fang Liu: "Jiangnan is here. He's setting up a stall over there, but business is too booming for him to get away, so he asked me to come get you."
Mila's eyes lit up. "Jiangnan Gege is here? Really? I'll go right away. Let me tell Sister Nightingale first!"
She turned to run back, but Fang Liu grabbed her arm.
"You can tell Sister Nightingale later. Don't you want to see your Jiangnan Gege sooner?"
Mila nodded excitedly. "Yes! I'll tell Sister Nightingale later."
Old man: "Here, little girl, your candied hawthorn. Twelve yuan."
Mila rummaged through her little backpack for money. Fang Liu couldn't hold it together anymore; her back was already soaked with cold sweat. She urged, "Why do you need candied hawthorn? Hurry up and come with Auntie!"
Mila frowned. "Auntie, why are you in such a hurry? This is for Jiangnan Gege and the others!"
Fang Liu gave an awkward smile and said nothing more, waiting quietly.
Turning around, Mila's big eyes flashed with a cold glint.
She was all too familiar with the scent of the Immortal Serum.
Dracula's people?
She pulled out a twenty-yuan bill from her little backpack and, hidden from Fang Liu's view, quickly wrote a few lines on it with a pen.
Fang Liu forced a smile. "Are you ready?"
Mila took the candied hawthorn and handed the twenty yuan to the old man. "Grandpa, keep the change!"
The old man was taken aback. "Hey! Little girl, that won't do!"
But Mila was already walking away, one hand holding the candied hawthorn and the other holding Fang Liu's hand.
The old man scratched his head, looking down at the twenty-yuan bill, completely confused.
It read: "Dracula! Bait! Locate me! Don't worry!"
"What does this mean?"
...
Inside the fried chicken shop, Nightingale lowered her head to check her phone and sent Jiangnan a message.
Nightingale: When are you coming over? Mila can't wait any longer!
But at that moment, Jiangnan was busy handing out Dali to Wang Gang and didn't notice the message.
Nightingale locked her phone screen and looked up again. Mila was gone from the entrance?
She frowned and got up to look for her.
But after scanning the area, she didn't see Mila's figure. Her expression darkened.
She ran to the old man selling candied hawthorn and asked anxiously, "Grandpa! Did you see a little girl this tall? Wearing a red backpack and a white hat?"
"She was just at the entrance a moment ago!"
The old man said, "Yeah, she came by and bought some candied hawthorn from me. She was just taken away by a woman in a yellow trench coat."
"Your child? That woman couldn't be some kidnapper, could she? She didn't seem reliable to me."
Nightingale panicked. She had only looked down for a moment to send Jiangnan a message, and Mila was already gone?
Who was the woman in the yellow trench coat?
Kidnapped? How could that be?
Mila looked like a child, but she was anything but. She was clever as a fox!
How could she be stupid enough to get kidnapped?
The old man said, "Oh, right. That little girl gave me a bill with writing on it. Here, take a look..."
He handed over the twenty-yuan bill. Nightingale looked at the words on it and was stunned.
"Dracula? Bait! Locate me! Don't worry!"
Hiss~
Mila really had been kidnapped?
And from the looks of it, she had been kidnapped willingly?
She knew that she and Jiangnan would definitely find out, so she dared to be kidnapped without fear?
Using herself as bait to lure out the remnants of Dracula?
Nightingale covered her face. Mila really hadn't let go of those twenty dark years she spent in Dracula.
She quickly swapped her own hundred-yuan bill for the old man's twenty and called Jiangnan.
Jiangnan, who was in the center of the square handing out Dali, answered.
"Nightingale? What's up? Have you arrived?"
Nightingale: "Where are you? Mila has been kidnapped—voluntarily!"
Jiangnan's expression instantly turned cold. Kidnapped?
Who was bold enough to pull something like this right under his nose?
And what did "voluntarily kidnapped" even mean?
"I'm in the center of the square. Come over."
Zhong Yingxue and the others all looked over, seeing Jiangnan's grim expression. They asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"
Jiangnan was about to speak when—
Suddenly, a roar erupted from the square!
"Nobody move unless you want to be blown to bits!"
The entire square fell silent in an instant!
In the crowd, a middle-aged man with pitch-black eyes suddenly unzipped his down jacket!
He was wearing a vest made of liquid high explosives, and in his hand, he held a detonator. His face was full of madness!
And he wasn't the only one. One by one, people in the crowd unzipped their down jackets!
Revealing the explosives strapped to their bodies!
Eight people were gripping detonators tightly. Panic filled the eyes of everyone in the square. They were completely thrown into chaos!
The crowd began to flee in all directions, screams filling the air. It was utter pandemonium!
One of them grinned and said, "Jiangnan, long time no see. Can you still recognize me?"
Jiangnan squinted. "I don't give a damn who you are! This is Huaxia! This is Jingdu! Do you have any idea what you're doing?"
"Human bombs? If even one person dies here today because of you, I swear I'll make sure you don't die in peace!"
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