[Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (15)]
The first time Yan Qing saw Lin Jiang, he knew that he was a narrow-minded and courageous person.
It was just such a villain who caused his master's body to sink into the sea in the original owner's plot line.
Such people have huge ambitions, but they can be very useful if used properly.
[The host wants to use Scarlett to kill Mr. Hu? ]
Xiao Ba removed the light screen that was monitoring Lin Jiang's departure route and asked in a daze.
Yan Qing turned around and went upstairs: "He's not that capable yet."
Mr. Hu had other intentions in asking Lin Jiang to appear in the villa tonight.
Even if Lin Jiang changed sides at the last minute, he would be easily dealt with by the man who had planned the situation in advance.
[The host is for——]
"Xiao Ba really wants to know?" Yan Qing whetted its appetite before saying, "The secret cannot be revealed."
【……】
In order to maintain his cool and aloof personality, Xiao Ba decided to remain silent and not ask any more questions.
Deep in the system space that Yan Qing could not see, surrounded by hazy fog, the gray little ball was scratching his ears and cheeks.
And just behind it, there is a bold "×", which looks like both a tattoo and a seal.
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Myanmar has been experiencing political turmoil recently, and during negotiations with China, it agreed to assist in the repatriation of a large number of victims.
Several companies under the Yuanlong Club were affected, and the chaotic situation required Mr. Hu, a capable person, to maintain stability.
Yan Qing and the red-haired boy had more time to spend together.
Agang took his stepfather's surname, Jin, and there was always a bright light in his eyes when he talked about his stepfather.
"My father said that a man should be as tough as a diamond, so that he can be invulnerable to swords and guns."
He took Yan Qing to where he used to live. Although the cottage was shabby, it was clean and tidy, and it was obvious that someone came to clean it regularly.
The boy took out a peeling bamboo box from under the bed, which was filled with things he valued like treasures.
They were all wooden toys that his stepfather had carved for him.
He took out a bamboo dragonfly and handed it to Yan Qing. His eyes, which were not polluted by the world, were like a pool of clear water.
"This was my favorite when I was a kid." He scratched his head and said shyly, "I give it to you as a symbol of our friendship."
He was bullied since he was a child and had to endure hard times.
The more people share the same suffering, the easier it is for them to sympathize with each other.
Yan Qing used his similar life experience to easily make him open his sincere heart.
Taking the bamboo dragonfly, she tickled the boy's palm with her fingertips and saw a face as red as pig liver.
"It can also be a token of love." Her face moved closer quietly, and the orchid breath she exhaled seemed to carry a fragrance.
Ah Gang's feet seemed to have stepped on a spring, and he jumped away in fright: "You, you, no, no..."
My tongue can't be straightened.
The red lips brushing across his face seemed to burn through his skin.
The sudden scene lingered in my mind, and a surge of anger rushed to my nose.
When he ran into Yan Qing's teasing gaze, he squatted on the ground, covering his face, and said vaguely: "It's been hot lately, and I'm getting irritated."
"Oh~" Yan Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the cool sky outside the window.
She also took the initiative to ask Agang about his stepfather, and when the boy was immersed in the grief of his stepfather's accidental death, she separated him from the world with a piercing question.
"After uncle's accident, did you see his body?"
A Gang looked at her straight, as if he didn't understand why she asked that.
But he still shook his head honestly: "My father was working in a high-rise building and he slipped and fell. The person in charge of the construction site was afraid that my mother would not be able to bear seeing my father's unrecognizable face, so he stopped us."
The mixed-race boy has deep facial features, his brows are furrowed, his lips are pursed, and his eyes are lowered, revealing a heartbreaking melancholy.
"What if it wasn't an accident?" Yan Qing met his clear eyes and tilted his head with a slight flash in his eyes.
Ah Gang turned his head to look at her, his bright face instantly lost its color, and the corners of his mouth pulled out an ugly and forced arc: "How, how could it be?"
Yan Qing went forward and hugged him, patting his back: "This hug belongs to a friend, I hope it can comfort you."
"Thank you." A Gang's stiff body gradually relaxed. He put his arm around her back and then left.
What if it wasn't an accident?
Yan Qing's words echoed in his ears like a spell.
Picking up the box filled with childhood memories in front of him, self-blame and regret flashed in his tearful eyes.
He hated himself for accepting his stepfather's death so calmly and ignoring the suspicious aspects of it.
It was not until Yan Qing pointed it out that some clues in the memory became clear.
Just because the slum boy couldn't do it before doesn't mean he can't do it now that he has a place in front of Mr. Hu.
When you do things under the banner of Yuanlonghui, complicated things will become simple.
What's more, there are people behind the scenes fanning the flames.
Yan Qing hid behind a tree, looking at the young man who had asked Lin Jiang out, and like an extremely angry lion, he pounced on the man to the ground.
The two men fought to the death with fists hitting each other.
Lin Jiang, who was beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back, opened his eyes wide as if they were about to spit fire and kept cursing "madman".
Ah Gang had already lost his mind and only knew how to use brute force to bite and beat the murderer of his father in front of him.
Lin Jiang struggled to take out his gun, and a stone hit his wrist.
The sound of the empty gunshot woke up the boy who was about to bite off his ear.
Ah Gang snatched the weapon from Lin Jiang's hand and hit him on the head with the butt of the gun again and again, causing blood to flow.
Staggering to his feet, he yelled and fired several shots at the legs of the murderer of his father until he ran out of bullets.
Only after he dropped the gun and ran away did Yan Qing show up.
If she hadn't used Mr. Hu's identity to divert the other stalkers, she might not have been able to see today's wonderful show.
"Save, save me..." Lin Jiang, who was covered in blood and wailing in pain, seemed to see hope of life when he saw her appear.
The ugly long scar on the face, stained with blood, looked like the mark left by two pieces of human skin sewn together.
Yan Qing did not hide the disgust on his face. He walked to his side and looked down at him: "Tsk, he's not dead."
Thanks to the success of saving Mr. Hu, Lin Jiang has a certain status in the church.
If he died at the hands of Agang, the gang members would definitely seek justice for him.
If Mr. Hu wanted to protect Ah Gang, it would discourage his brothers.
Unless the opportunity is taken to reveal the identity of the boy.
But exposing Agang's identity too early would not meet his expectations.
After all, a fledgling that has not yet grown up under his leadership can easily be strangled in the cradle.
Yan Qing wanted to see him in a dilemma.
That would be fun.
She picked up the gun on the ground, pulled out the magazine and loaded the bullets -
This bullet was taken out of Lin Jiang's gun that night in the villa.
Now it can be considered as a disguised way of returning the property to its original owner.
"No, don't kill me..." Lin Jiang turned over with difficulty and crawled on the ground dragging his crippled legs.
The desire to survive made him dig his fingers into the soil and struggle hard.
The savior he thought had come turned out to be a murderous demon.
His fear of Yan Qing was engraved in his bones.
Yan Qing put away his gun and chuckled: "I can not kill you."
She originally wanted to kill the man, but changed her mind at the last minute.
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