Chapter 92 In the end, Chen Xingdong finally untied the willow branch...
Chen Xingdong finally unlocked Liu Duanhe's shackles. The moment they were released, Liu Duanhe exerted force in his waist and abdominal muscles, lunged forward, and fiercely grabbed Chen Xingdong's neck.
The speed was so fast that he didn't even have time to react before Liu Duanhe pinched him so hard that his veins bulged, and the words he was about to utter were choked in his throat.
At this moment, Liu Duanhe truly wanted to strangle him, because the strength he was currently displaying was only temporary. He didn't know what kind of medicine it was, but its effects were so strong that his muscles and bones were now weak and limp.
The hand gripping Chen Xingdong was trembling slightly.
However, Chen Xingdong, in his terror, had no time to notice this; the cold killing intent in Liu Duanhe's eyes sent a chill down his spine.
Fortunately, Liu Duanhe's rationality prevailed, and he controlled his strength, slamming his head against the wall.
It can be said that Liu Duanhe began planning and accumulating strength from the moment he woke up, so that he could succeed in one fell swoop and reverse the disadvantage.
Liu Duanhe carelessly tossed Chen Xingdong's limp body onto the bed, not in a hurry to escape. There was a bodyguard outside who was ten times more difficult to deal with than Chen Xingdong, this weakling.
Given his current condition, a direct confrontation would not yield good results. It would be better to stall here and recover slowly. The best-case scenario would be that Feng Xingyun and the others would find him when the bodyguards noticed something was wrong and came in. However, Liu Duanhe would not pin his hopes on that.
Glancing sideways at the briefcase lying on the bedside table, Liu Duanhe disgustedly threw the syringe back and then stuffed it under the bed. He couldn't destroy this thing; it was all evidence. After this incident, Liu Duanhe just wanted Chen Xingdong to be sentenced to as long as possible.
However, out of caution, Liu Duanhe couldn't possibly place it on the table; he would be in trouble if he accidentally pricked himself.
Then Liu Duanhe got up and went to the bar to get water, drinking bottle after bottle until he couldn't drink any more. Waiting for the effects of the medicine to wear off was definitely not as efficient as drinking more water to speed up his body's metabolism.
Liu Duanhe is young, and with his regular exercise, his metabolism is fast.
He also found a few bottles of milk, but most of the drinks were alcohol, which he didn't touch. He also wouldn't drink water that wasn't sealed.
Liu Duanhe also discovered many signs of use in the room, indicating that Chen Xingdong probably stayed there frequently.
He carefully pulled back the curtain a little and looked out the window. In front of him were familiar high-rise buildings. Liu Duanhe confirmed that he was still in the clubhouse. The iconic silver building opposite the clubhouse was very eye-catching.
Liu Duanhe breathed a sigh of relief. It was the best news that they were still at the club. Although this might mislead those who were gathered together because of the darkness under the lamp, Feng Xingyun was a perceptive person. He would definitely search the club thoroughly before leaving.
He sat on a chair by the bed, keeping an eye on whether Chen Xingdong was awake, while conserving his energy.
"Bang!"
Liu Duanhe's eyes darkened. He thought the bodyguard had noticed something was wrong and rushed in. But wasn't he keeping the door closed to prevent the bodyguard at the door from hearing the sound of locking it?
He got up and looked in confusion.
A tall figure stood in the doorway, the motion-activated lights in the corridor shining behind him, casting his face in shadow and making it half clear and half indistinct.
Seeing Liu Duanhe walking towards him in good health, Feng Xingyun's face turned deathly pale, his lips trembled slightly, and he rushed towards him with large strides, almost staggering.
The noisy argument in the corridor poured into the silent room. Du Lanting and his group were also in the corridor. The bodyguard was lying on the ground, clutching his stomach, too afraid to move.
After all, it is an extremely high-end club located in Beijing. In order to ensure that high-end clients can have a great time, the upstairs rooms are all built with a lot of money and are extremely soundproof, so that these wealthy patrons who may have special fetishes can have a good time.
Feng Xingyun searched countless floors, each time he opened a door only to face the shattering of his hopes, tormenting him to the point of despair. He couldn't imagine what would happen to Liu Duanhe if he were even a second late.
By the time he reached the top floor, his heart had been shattered piece by piece.
Fortunately, he finally found Liu Duanhe, not too early, not too late, just right.
Because they are all working towards the same goal.
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Author's Note: The last few sentences gave me the feeling that the main story was about to end. [cat emoji]
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