Chapter 102 Have you ever considered that she might have played you?

"Su Meng?"

Hearing Xie Changsheng call out again, Su Meng quickly snapped back to reality, glared at him, and said, "You talk too much!"

Didn't you say you look down on us mere mortals?

Please maintain your aloof demeanor, keep your head calm, perhaps...

She leaned closer and said, "We're in your way."

Xie Changsheng froze for a moment, stared at Su Meng for a few seconds, and complained, "Why is being with you so dangerous? Tell me, which deity did you offend?"

Su Meng said solemnly, "I'm not joking. No matter what you hear or see tonight, don't come out. It's dangerous!"

That man had a gun, so he definitely wasn't a shipyard worker.

What are they trying to do by sneaking in?

Su Meng tapped Xie Changsheng with her notebook and quietly discussed with him, "Do you think we should report this?"

"I don't think that's necessary." Xie Changsheng suddenly grabbed Su Meng and ran towards the research and development workshop. "Quick, hide!"

In the dim light of the factory streetlights, three people dressed in work clothes and wearing masks suddenly appeared in the shadows of the eaves, acting suspiciously.

"Run!" Su Meng grabbed Xie Changsheng and ran, almost disappearing in a blur.

Before Xie Changsheng could react, Su Meng had pulled him up and made him run very fast. The wind was whistling in his ears, and his feet seemed to have their own consciousness, running forward with Su Meng's power.

"Get out of the way, I'll open the door."

Xie Changsheng glanced back at the people who had already followed him to the workshop entrance and urged them hurriedly.

Su Meng said coldly, "It's too late."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out.

The bullet grazed Su Meng's head and struck the metal door, sending sparks flying as it landed on the hand she was pulling the lock on.

Fortunately, while dodging the bullets, the lock was also broken.

Su Meng pushed Xie Changsheng inside the door.

The door slammed shut with a "bang".

Scattered gunshots rang out outside.

There were also panicked screams from the workers.

Xie Changsheng slumped into his chair, frantically touching his head. "A bullet just flew right over my head! I can still smell my hair burning. That was close!"

Su Meng pressed herself against the door, listening intently. "Shh! There are footsteps coming."

Upon hearing this, Xie Changsheng jumped up, picked up a chair to block the door, and muttered under his breath, "We can't be that unlucky, can we?"

Before he could finish speaking, his expression changed drastically, and his body stiffened. "They stopped."

The footsteps stopped at their door.

The gunshots in the corridor seemed to ring right next to my ears.

You can even hear the tearing sound of bullets piercing flesh.

Xie Changsheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and his legs trembled, but he did not forget to stand in front of Su Meng.

Su Meng knew that if the thugs forced their way through, this metal door wouldn't withstand a single kick.

There is no second exit from this room.

They could only pray that the thugs would leave soon, or that someone would come to their rescue.

However, it seemed that God did not hear her plea.

With a loud bang, the metal door warped.

A gap was revealed.

Su Meng looked up and met the eyes of a man holding a gun and wearing a mask; the muzzle of the gun was still emitting blue smoke.

Without a second thought, she raised her hand and fired a shot.

The person outside the door suddenly collapsed to the ground.

The pistol hidden in Su Meng's sleeve was also stored in her spatial storage.

She was so fast it was as if she had never fired a gun before.

Xie Changsheng turned around in confusion, "You fired the gun?"

Su Meng seemed not to hear, opened the door and picked up the gun from the ground.

Just as she stood up, a low growl came from around the corner not far away: "Don't move! Put down your gun."

Su Meng's heart skipped a beat.

Why am I so unlucky?

They were spotted as soon as they started to emerge.

She heard the sound of a gun being cocked, obediently put down the gun, covered her head with her hands, squatted on the ground, and slowly moved her gaze up along his trouser leg, weakly saying, "I... didn't move."

But when she looked past the mask and saw the scar that had flown diagonally from the right side of the person's forehead to the corner of their left eye, her breath caught in her throat, her heart clenched, and her whole body went cold.

She closed her eyes in despair and lowered her head, trying to make herself less noticeable.

Isn't this the assassin that Old Master Su kept?

What's the scarred man doing here?

Was he following me all along?

Su Meng's mind raced, but she never dared to let her guard down.

The scarred man clearly recognized Su Meng and sneered, "So it really is you!"

That bitch Zhong Wanrou said you went to the Zhou City Shipyard, and I didn't believe it. Turns out you really are here.

Miss Su, how have you been?

Su Meng stared at him, trying her best to suppress her fear, and slowly stood up. She asked in a trembling voice, "Old Master Su was killed by Zhong Wanrou. Instead of avenging him, you obeyed Zhong Wanrou's orders."

Aren't you afraid your old master will crawl out from underground and skin you alive?

The scarred man still held the gun pointed at Su Meng, approaching step by step.

His broken brow twitched, looking like a centipede wriggling.

His voice was icy, like an icicle in the dead of winter, cold and sharp, "Enough nonsense! Did you take the goods from Yangcheng? Give them to me!"

Goods from Guangzhou?

It turns out they came for that batch of goods from Guangzhou.

Su Meng lowered her hands and looked at him innocently, "What goods? Did Grandpa Su tell you, or did Zhong Wanrou tell you?"

How come I have no idea what kind of goods my Su family owns in Guangzhou?

Tch! A mere assassin kept by the young master Su is actually giving orders to her, the one in charge.

Su Meng's fingers, which were tucked into her sleeves, twitched slightly, and colorless and odorless powder drifted out.

"You're asking for it!" The scarred man stared at her, his finger on the trigger tightening, as if the bullet would fly out of the dark muzzle at any moment.

Su Meng frowned, staring nervously at him, struggling to stand firm, her face covered in fine beads of sweat.

But the gun barrel seemed to grow larger and larger in her vision.

She could even smell the gunpowder residue from the muzzle.

"Whether you speak or not, you're going to die today. As long as you die, I can get your family's heirloom teardrop-shaped pendant, which is the same thing."

The scarred man arrogantly pressed the gun to her forehead, and with a forceful push, Su Meng was forced to take a large step back.

My back slammed against the wall with a loud thud.

It hurts so much!

She frowned deeply, her face tense, and her full, rosy lips pressed into a pale line.

A gulping sound came from his throat as he swallowed.

When faced with a life-or-death situation, she became calm and no longer afraid.

"Zhong Wanrou told you, didn't she?" she said, stating it as a statement of certainty.

Then, she laughed sarcastically, "I suppose you also forced her at gunpoint like this?"

But have you ever considered that she might be playing you?

They've taken over my Su family's property, and they're practically taking the land from the Su mansion. What kind of ancestral pendant will they leave me?

Haha! You're so pathetic, being used as a pawn without even realizing it!

Scarface narrowed his eyes, his eyes blazing with fury. The veins on his forehead bulged like earthworms, making him even more terrifying with his hideous scar!

"You all deserve to die!"

Enraged, he roared, his arms trembling, the veins on his arms snaking across his bulging muscles, rising and falling with each stroke down to the back of his hands and between his fingers.

With his roar, he pressed the gun even harder against Su Meng's forehead, the edge of the muzzle digging into her flesh.

He grinned maliciously, tightening his grip on the trigger. He stared coldly at Su Meng, saying each word slowly and deliberately, "Only I am worthy of enjoying everything the Su family has to offer. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head warily toward the workshop entrance...