The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 511

Thomas was a bit anxious when he didn't get a reply from Walter.

"Are you still listening?"

"You're full of crap."

Walter hung up the phone directly and he felt a little uneasy.

Apart from Mango, Zion was actually a very likable kid, right? Even though there were times when this rascal would poke fun at him, overall he wasn't too bad of a person.

Walter sighed, and he got up to put on his clothes gloomily.

Walter thought that he must have owed Zion in his last life. Otherwise, that kid wouldn't have caused trouble for him in this life.

He was somehow comforted at the thought of this.

Both he and Thomas predicted that something must have happened to the Ye family. As for the exact situation that happened, Walter knew that he couldn't ask about it. Therefore, he had to rescue Zion without causing a big scene.

Walter was the heir of the Song family now and he was just a businessman. Although he had some power and fame, the Hans Family would be more capable of asking the assistance from the government in comparison to him.

After getting up, Walter went directly to the Hans family to meet Terrance. Then, he told the latter about what had happened to Zion.

Clearly, Terrance was also a little confused and stunned.

"Did something happen to Zion?"

"Isn't that obvious? He didn't ask for help from the Ye family, and not even Nathaniel. This shows that something is wrong with that family. Although I can directly confront them along with the cops, that would be too conspicuous. I'm afraid that if I act rashly, it may alert the enemy, so you're my only hope now."

Since Walter had said that, Terrance had no choice but to lend a helping hand.

No matter what, Zion was still the grandson of the Hans family.

"I'll go to the police station right away."

Terrance put aside the tasks at hand and he went to the police station with Walter. Through cooperation with the police, they would set up a trap. After that, Walter went to the shooting club with an excuse of visiting the place.

Meanwhile, the manager was surprised at Walter's sudden arrival.

"Mr. Song? Why are you here?"

"I heard that you have a shooting club here. I have retired from the military a long time ago, and I haven't practiced shooting since then. So, how much is the training here?"

Walter acted slovenly.

Upon seeing him, the manager grinned before saying, "Of course, it's free of charge for Mr. Walter! Also, you can choose whatever facilities you want."

"How can I do that? After all, you guys have a business to take care of. What's more, I'm not a bully that goes around asking for free services. Hurry up and sign me up for the VIP card! I'm going to

have tons of fun here today!"

Walter tossed his credit card on the table.

The manager knew Walter well. Although a playboy like him looked profligate, he wouldn't tolerate people who turned down his requests.

Therefore, the manager quickly applied for a membership card for him with discounted fees.

After receiving the VIP card, Walter walked around casually, "Show me around. Is there anything special here except for the interior design?"

"What would you like to try first, Mr. Song?"

The manager asked as he was unsure about Walter's preferences.

Walter pretended to be oblivious before saying, "What? I really don't know anything about it. I'm not interested in anything recently though. Forget it! I'll walk around myself."

"Well, let the escort guide you. You have to be careful as the place here is quite complex."

Walter was slightly displeased upon hearing his words.

"Are you kidding me? How can anyone possibly hurt me? Don't you know who am I? I'm Walter Song! No one in the entire Ocean City can hurt me except for Nathaniel. So, get out of my way!"

Walter pushed the manager away before walking inside arrogantly.

The manager quickly winked at the staff around him, hinting them to follow Walter. However, little did he know, the undercover police that Terrance arranged had already entered the place while wearing plain clothes.

While looking around, Walter realized that Zion was very talented in drawing. The map that he drew looked exactly like the place.

Suddenly, Walter halted his tracks in front of a door.

"What's this?"

Walter asked casually and when he was about to push the door open, he was stopped by the escort next to him.

"Mr. Song, this is the staff's resting room. There's nothing much to see."

Noticing that the escort was avoiding his gaze, he sneered, "Are you sure?"

"Yes...yes!"

"I have to take a look then. Let's see how the employees are like during usual times." Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

Just then, he was about to open the door.

Before the escort could stop him from entering, he was already subdued by someone and his mouth was covered immediately.

Walter took a glance outside. It seemed that everyone, including the manager, was brought under control by his people.

Apart from the unknown number of individuals inside, the people from the outside had been seized.

Walter gestured at the several people behind Terrance. Soon, he entered the basement accompanied by them.

The situation inside was crystal clear at a glance.

There were even bloodstains in the iron cages under the basement.

Walter entered while enduring the stinky odor from beneath. He couldn't believe that Zion actually directed him into such a place.

Was this the place that the brat being kidnapped to?

But there wasn't any trace of Zion!

Just when Walter was getting anxious, the police officer next to him whispered, "Mr. Song, there is a door over there that seems to be accessible."

"Let's go and have a look!"

They quickly headed over to open the door. Then, a wide training area appeared before their eyes.

This space was indeed satisfactory as it was easily accessible. It seemed that the place used to be an underground shelter, but now it had become the training ground.

'Who's there?¹

The guard yelled in displease at their sudden presence.

Upon hearing the commotion, Zion quickly looked up and he noticed Walter was beating up the guard while saying, "Are you freaking blind? Don't you know who I am? How dare you try to stop me? Are you looking for death?"

Everyone inside was stunned at Walter's haughty demeanor.

Zion quickly grabbed Gissel by the hand and he whispered, "Follow me!"

Gissel was excited and afraid at the same time. Despite that, she still followed closely behind Zion.

Just then, the guard in charge noticed their suspicious behavior, and he immediately hit them forcefully with a whip.

"B*stards! How dare you try to escape!"

In order to protect Gissel, Zion quickly wrapped her tightly under his embrace.

With a loud cracking sound, the whip landed directly on Zion's back, and blood was dripping out.

"Uncle Song, what are you waiting for?"

Zion was in so much pain that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Walter heard a familiar voice and he looked up instantly. Only then did he realized that it was Zion who was severely beaten up.

Was this Zion?

Walter couldn't believe his eyes.

The person in front of him was disheveled and grubby-looking. Also, his skin was sallow and pitted, and it was even covered with wounds. How could this child be Zion?

This boy was looking like a cat on a hot tin roof with his desperate gaze.

Zion almost cursed out upon seeing Walter's dull-witted reaction. Without further delay, he quickly shouted to the children next to him, "Run! Run outside! The police are all outside! We'll be saved as long as we run away from here!"

When the words came out, the children were stunned but they quickly ran out like a swarm of bees.

At this moment, everyone was desperate to leave the place. They wanted nothing but to stay alive.

Gissel was a little worried about Zion, and she wanted to say something. However, Zion held her hands tightly, "Follow me. I won't let you suffer any more harm!"

As he spoke, Zion took her hand and they ran towards Walter.

"What are you looking at? You pig- headed guy! Are you happy if I die?"

Zion regretted asking for Walter's help because that guy was simply too unreliable.

Finally, Walter came to his senses.

Was this brat cursing at him?

How dare he called him a pig?

He was there to rescue him!

However, Walter almost lost his temper upon seeing Zion being beaten up awfully.

Nobody else could bully that rascal except him, and others couldn't do it without his permission!

F*ck, how dare they beat up my friend? Are they sick of living?

Walter lifted his leg to kick the person behind Zion mercilessly.

The policemen quickly came forward to arrest the guards.

Meanwhile, Zion hurriedly brought Gissel out without giving the slightest care towards Walter.

When Zion came out, he noticed the policemen outside, and all the children were saved. It seemed that Terrance had already taken control of the entire situation outside.

Walter and Terrance cooperated very well. They acted swiftly and securely so that the opponents did not have time to contact the others.

Zion was a little fatigue after coming out. This was because that he hadn't eaten for the entire night while waiting patiently for rescue to save the kids.

Gissel held him up while crying and screaming in mute appeal.

Terrance felt extremely sad upon seeing Zion's current state.

Was he really here?

He couldn't imagine how heartbroken Mango would be when she found out the torture that Zion had gone through.

"Zion!"

Terrance hurriedly rushed in his direction before hugging him.

Zion groaned in pain, and his warm blood stained onto Terrance's clothes.

Looking at Zion who was besmeared in blood, he was in complete disbelief and tears welled up in his eyes controllably.

"I will not let these evil scums off!"

Zion was stunned when he saw Terrance.

He never thought that Walter would join forces with Terrance who was from the Hans family. Previously, Zion had no longer regarded them as his own family after what Madam Hans did to Mango.

However, he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Gissel, who was beside her, immediately burst into tears.

Zion glanced at her and he comforted her with a smile, "It's fine. We're free now! We've escaped and everyone won't be caught again! You should be happy instead, so stop crying."

However, Gissel cried even harder while holding his hands tightly. She really didn't know how to express her feelings at this moment.

Then, Zion turned to look at Terrance before saying, "Uncle, these kids have their tongues cut off, so they can't speak. If the police need their statements, it's best to give them a piece of paper and have them write it down. The one beside me is Gissel. She protected me from the beginning when I was caught, and she helped me so that I can send the messages to you guys. Can you take good care of her for me?" "I will!"

As soon as Terrance responded, Zion fainted

on the spot.