He grabbed Qin Zheng by the collar, narrowed his eyes menacingly, and warned, word by word, "Qin Zheng, you better not try anything funny. I have the ability to drug your two children and kidnap your lover to the ship, and I have the ability to kill you both!"
Qin Zheng: "..."
Ye Yun: "..."
Oh ho, so that's what we were waiting for: you walked right into our trap, didn't you?
"Okay, I'll sign!"
Qin Zheng took out a pen from his pocket, accepted the contract from Qiangzi, and turned to the blank signature area on the last page.
"Sign it, sign it quickly!"
Ning Jingqiu stared intently at the pen in his hand, his expression impatient, his eyes filled with anxiety and madness.
Once he signs the contract, the entire city of Beijing will be his!
But just as the pen was slowly moving down to the signature area, it suddenly stopped, almost making him catch his breath.
"Sign it quickly!"
He immediately lost control, pulled out a gun, and pressed it against Ye Yun's head.
"Sign it now! Or I'll kill her!"
The dark opening was pointed directly at Ye Yun's head. Ye Yun slowly looked up at her head and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Was she destined to meet this thing?
The person who pointed a gun at her like that last time must have fed a lot of fish.
"Ning Jingqiu, Boss Ning, may I ask you one more question? Guns are banned in our country, so how did you get a gun?" Ye Yun blinked, looking innocent and naive.
Ning Jinqiu sneered, "What's it to you?"
Ye Yun smirked, "That's none of my business, but did you buy this gun? Isn't that illegal?"
"I am the law."
Ning Jingqiu's expression was cold and aloof, with a vertical line between his eyebrows that made him appear exceptionally dignified. He said coldly, "I told you long ago that you can't beat me. I've lived in Beijing for so many years, and you can't beat me in any of the legitimate or underworld business or arms dealing."
"What?"
Ye Yun immediately covered her mouth, her face filled with shock: "Boss Ning, you're also smuggling weapons?"
Ning Jinqiu raised an eyebrow, "Scared?"
Afraid!
I'm so scared!
Hahahaha!
I'm afraid you won't die!
Kidnapping and murder were already considered a bit lacking, but you insisted on adding arms smuggling to your list!
Even a god can't save you!
Ye Yun quietly put her arm around Qin Zheng's waist and touched it. She immediately felt a square object, which was a tape recorder.
Just then, Qin Zheng gave her a look.
Ye Yun understood.
"Stop flirting!" Ning Jingqiu noticed something amiss and immediately pressed the pistol against Ye Yun's forehead again, ordering Qin Zheng, "Sign quickly—"
Character.
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Yun suddenly grabbed the pistol pressed against her head and jerked it upwards.
What?
Seemingly not expecting her to suddenly resist, Ning Jingqiu's eyes widened abruptly. Before he could react, two bullets rang out in mid-air.
"Holy crap, you actually fired!"
Ye Yun was furious.
She grabbed Ning Jingqiu's wrist, twisted it sharply, and placed the pistol in Ning Jingqiu's hand in an area where it posed no threat, then struck him hard in the abdomen with her elbow.
At that moment, Qin Zheng threw the contract away.
He clenched his fist, aimed it at Ning Jingqiu's temple, and mustered all his strength to deliver a fatal blow—
Bang!
The two worked together flawlessly!
"President Mu!"
The group of burly men panicked. The two closest men were about to attack Qin Zheng when suddenly the back of their necks was grabbed. The immense force and pain made them grimace.
Qiangzi pinched one in each hand.
With a loud thud, their heads collided like cracking eggs!
Screams erupted from all sides.
Qiangzi's skills were no joke either. He punched one person away and kicked another away, acting as if a gorilla was pounding heavily on his chest.
"Ahhh! Your Qiang is alive again!"
A chaotic battle suddenly broke out!
However, even the strongest fists can't fight against a multitude of hands. No matter how powerful Qiangzi was, he couldn't withstand the attack of seven or eight people. Qin Zheng, who was on the side, was dragged into the fray and had to deal with several mercenaries first.
"Qin Zheng, seize his gun!"
Ye Yun, unable to grab the pistol while holding Ning Jingqiu captive, shouted towards Qin Zheng in the crowd.
But Ning Jingqiu was no pushover either.
With his hands locked and his neck clamped by Ye Yun, his face flushed red, a ferocious smile on his face, and a mad light flashing in his eyes.
This gun was key to the melee.
Whoever holds the gun holds the sovereignty!
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