An Ning sprang to her feet and, before Fang Qi could get up, she reached out and grabbed the back of his neck. Her fingertips were so strong that within seconds, her finger marks appeared on Fang Qi's neck.
"If you don't get up, you'll lose."
She looked down at Fang Qi, her grip tightening rather than loosening, making it difficult for the person beneath her to even breathe.
But the man still didn't take any useful countermeasures. He remained kneeling on one knee, his back slightly hunched, like a taut string.
An Ning looked at Fang Qi with a puzzled expression, and even her tone of voice became bored, "So useless..."
Her words caught in her throat, and she was stunned for a moment when she saw the red marks that had suddenly appeared on her hands.
It seems like it's been a long time since I've encountered a scene like this.
Having been here for so long, only those two old thieves ever shot her.
Apart from that, this was the first time Anning had been hurt by a normal person.
Perhaps Fang Qi isn't exactly a normal person either.
Bright red blood dripped down An Ning's wrist and onto the sandy beach. The blood droplets were swallowed up by the surrounding sand as soon as they fell, as if nothing had happened.
If Meng Qi hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that a variety show could be recorded like this.
This seems to have turned into a survival reality show. If you can't escape from An Ning's clutches, she might kill you.
At this moment, Meng Qi was only imagining this scene in her mind. She never imagined that such a scene would actually happen in front of her in the near future.
"A sneak attack?" An Ning drawled. "It's more interesting if they know how to tease you."
Although she said that, she showed no mercy with her feet, kicking Fang Qi in the shin. Before he could dodge, she grabbed his hand and slowly removed her fishbone.
The fishbone had long been hardened by wind and sun, so cutting the skin was a piece of cake for it.
After watching An Ning leave a beautiful bloodstain on Fang Qi's wrist, Meng Qi was so frightened that she could hardly stand.
She...she now feels that Anning is terrifying.
Ang Lee, who was sitting at his computer watching the monitor, could no longer sit still. He stood up abruptly, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably, and even his voice was shaking. "I...Is my directing career really going to end like this?"
As he spoke, he suddenly turned around, startled by the dense crowd of staff behind him. After a moment, he shouted, "What are you all standing here for? Hurry up and run to arrest them! What if someone gets killed if you're any slower?"
As he spoke, he grabbed the computer, intending to use it to pinpoint the location of An Ning and the others, and to monitor the situation in real time.
But he had barely taken a step when he stopped.
But it wasn't what he wanted to stop; it was his wife standing in front of him, her expression serious. "You don't need to go over there."
This was the first thing Ang Lee's wife said.
But this sentence almost made Li An furious: "Didn't you see the surveillance footage? Can't you see what An Ning's condition is right now? I feel that if she continues to fight with Fang Qi, someone will die!"
But the woman with the neat short haircut didn't take Ang Lee's words to heart at all, and just said to herself, "I think this episode might really turn into a survival show on a desert island."
"A true struggle for survival."
Ang Lee collapsed, clutching his head and crouching down. "What survival? Survival under An Ning's control? How many of us will actually survive An Ning's pursuit?"
These were his words of utter despair, but Ang Lee heard her confirm his ramblings, "Yes, you are absolutely right."
"This is what I want to see."
"If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility. All that insurance I buy for each show should come in handy."
"As for An Ning... if she doesn't cause significant harm to any of the guests by the end of the show's recording, I can handle it."
The woman turned to look at Li An after saying this, and asked, "Can you rest assured now that I've given you this guarantee?"
Still not.
Ang Lee wanted to answer her that way, but he didn't dare.
So Ang Lee nodded timidly.
In this way, Lin Yue stopped all the members of the production crew, and the situation on the island continued to spiral out of control.
After slashing Fang Qi's wrist, An Ning squatted down and quietly watched him. Seeing that Fang Qi didn't move for a long time, she asked, "Are you going to admit defeat?"
Even though she hadn't had enough, she was still rational and remembered the agreement she had made earlier.
That's enough.
No one was killed.
Upon hearing An Ning's provocative remark, Fang Qi suddenly raised his head, met An Ning's amber eyes, and nodded slightly after a moment of silence, "Mm."
He didn't say a word more.
But that's enough.
"Okay, then I win." An Ning stood up, patted off non-existent dust from her clothes, and said with a hint of regret, "It wasn't easy, but it wasn't difficult either."
She was commenting on the match.
Upon hearing her words, Fang Qi twitched the corner of his mouth but did not reply.
"Next, who's next again?"
As An Ning spoke, her gaze swept across the crowd, finally settling on a refined-looking man wearing glasses.
That was Pei Jinnian, who was in the same group as An Ning.
Suddenly meeting An Ning's gaze, Pei Jinnian was momentarily bewildered, even pointing uncertainly to himself, "Me?"
He was confirming this with Anning.
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