[Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (16)]
Yan Qing withdrew his gaze from a certain direction and calmly put away the gun in his hand.
Lin Jiang fell to the ground exhausted, blood trickling from his forehead covering the relief on his face.
"W-what do you want?"
He gasped for breath, and no longer dared to have any obscene thoughts towards the woman who was smiling sweetly in front of him. All that was left was fear and dread filling his pupils.
He is not stupid, as he has made it from an insignificant gravel to where he is now.
In the evil Golden Triangle, as long as you can pay the price, you can get any benefit.
"As long as I can do it."
He prostrated himself before Yan Qing, like a servant serving the true God, humbly praying for a glimmer of hope.
Yan Qing lifted his chin with his gun and whispered, "Do you know why you lost so miserably?"
"Because, a golden phoenix accidentally appeared in the slums."
"It's a pity that you are used as a whetstone. No one will care even if you die here." She smiled and leaned close to Lin Jiang's ear and handed him the gun.
"Five o'clock to the side and back."
Lin Jiang understood her signal immediately, took the weapon and fired a shot in the direction she pointed.
He heard a faint cry of pain and turned his head suddenly, only to see a dark shadow disappearing behind the fifth tree.
If someone wanted to save him, they should have appeared in front of him long ago instead of hiding aside stealthily.
But now he had no time to think about that man's purpose.
Although Yan Qing's words did not specify it explicitly, they hinted at A Gang's identity.
Because it was a golden phoenix found in the slums, Mr. Hu, who never liked others to get close to him, kept it by his side and trained it personally.
"He is Jiang——"
Yan Qing put his index finger on his lips: "Shh~"
She stood up without even looking at the man lying on the ground like a dead dog. Before she turned and left, she left a message: "Give my regards to Mr. Qian."
Lin Jiang must be familiar with Qian Kang, the head of the Thunder Eagle Hall.
Now, it's her turn to comfort the puppy.
After she left, Lin Jiang, who was lying on the ground, dug his fingers into the soil and suddenly started crying and laughing like crazy.
"So that's how it is..."
"Hahaha……"
"So that's how it is..."
He should have thought of it earlier.
When the young gang leader died in a gunfight, Old Jiang turned gray almost overnight and chose to retreat behind the scenes, but he did not give up investigating the woman he had slept with that year, trying to find the lost fire to prove that he had not left no descendants.
The stepfather that Agang killed was clearly instigated by someone.
His confused mind suddenly became clear as if he had suddenly been enlightened.
Jiang Chenggong couldn't stand the fact that his woman was with someone else, so he designed a plan to kill the Chinese man.
That is Agang’s stepfather.
Knowing the truth, Agang would only point the gun at the murderer of his father.
He has become that kid's whetstone.
Mr. Hu is also an insider.
Oh--
This was the man he risked his life to save.
This was the man he had sworn allegiance to.
Lin Jiang's eyes were bloodshot and hatred raged on his scarred face covered in blood. He crawled along dragging his crippled legs like a devil escaping from hell.
The blood trailed all the way, and the scene was particularly creepy.
Under Yan Qing's guidance, the man in black who was shot by Lin Jiang walked into the mountain villa with one foot deep and one foot shallow, covering his injured arm.
"Tell me, what's going on." Old Jiang looked at the person kneeling in front of him, frowned and twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand.
The sturdy man in the black suit ignored the blood on his shoulder and knelt straight: "I will follow your instructions and guide the young master to find Lin Jiang."
"The young master crippled Lin Jiang's leg, and I was about to kill him, but the plan was ruined by the woman who secretly followed the young master."
Old Jiang wrapped the Buddhist beads around his wrist and sighed with a hint of disappointment: "My son Jiang Chenggong is so indecisive."
He did not inherit any of his cruelty and was afraid to even kill a person.
It was a waste of his effort to keep Lin Jiang to practice with him.
"Woman?" His old face wrinkled several times, and there was a fierce light in his eyes.
The kneeling subordinate observed his expression and spoke carefully: "Yes, she is Mr. Hu's woman."
"But he has a close relationship with the young master."
"That's interesting." Jiang Lao waved his hand, "Go down and treat the wound first. Buddha doesn't like blood."
After saying this, he chanted "Amitabha" towards the giant pure gold Buddha statue enshrined in the hall.
"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." The big man who received the order retreated to the door and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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Yan Qing found A Gang in a slum hut.
At that time, the boy was squatting in the corner holding his stepfather's portrait and crying uncontrollably.
She stood there for a while before coming forward with a tissue: "If you've cried enough, stand up, you're as invulnerable as a diamond."
The young man looked up at him, tears in his eyes which were swollen like walnuts, and his face was bruised and purple from the fight with Lin Jiang.
Like a puppy who lost a fight and is afraid to go home.
Yan Qing did not hand over the tissue, but took the portrait from him, wiped it carefully with the tissue, and placed it solemnly on the cabinet next to him.
"Uncle doesn't want to see you crying." She stretched out her hand to the boy.
Ah Gang, however, pulled her to him and hugged her legs with both hands: "I am a useless person. I don't even dare to kill the enemy who killed my father."
"I'm sorry, father." His face was pressed tightly against Yan Qing's legs, he sobbed with self-blame, his tears soaking her thin dress.
Yan Qing stroked his fluffy red hair and comforted him softly, "Agang is a kind person. Kindness does not mean uselessness."
"Even if my uncle is in heaven, he wouldn't want you to live in hatred."
Her beautiful face seemed to be shrouded in holy light, and the young man who looked up at her felt a soft sensation in his heart.
"Ah Qing..." The young man murmured her name, stood up in a daze, and suddenly hugged her into his arms, "Ah Qing, A Qing, I feel so bad, my heart feels so bad."
"I should have killed him, but he saved the boss..."
Even when he was extremely angry, he did not forget the kindness Mr. Hu had shown to him and his mother.
Lin Jiang is Mr. Hu's savior. If he died at his hands, it would make Mr. Hu's life difficult.
Yan Qing listened to him patiently, hugged his hand back, and gently stroked his straight back.
“As long as you follow your heart, you can’t go wrong.”
Under the guidance of Father Jin, Agang has his own views on right and wrong, good and evil.
At the critical moment when he was about to kill his enemy, he stopped because he was thinking about the kindness Mr. Hu had shown him.
He would also feel deeply guilty for not being able to avenge his stepfather.
The kindness that was stimulated by Jin's father's guidance prompted him to keep the suffering and pain to himself.
He is a pure person.
It was so pure that when Yan Qing seduced him, he felt a little reluctant in his heart.
But this trace of reluctance was soon buried.
"I'm sorry, I—" Realizing his own gaffe, the boy let go of her, a little helpless in his red eyes.
Yan Qing put her fingers on his lips and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
Reflected in the boy's clear eyes, she gently placed a kiss on his cheek.
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