[Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (5)]
The reflection of the luxury cruise ship cast a chill in the moonlight, and undercurrents surged beneath the surging sea.
The room where Mr. Hu lives is not on the same floor as where Gao Yue lives, and is located at both ends.
Yan Qing moved her steps to delay time, and the person following her impatiently grabbed her hair and said fiercely: "Why are you dilly-dallying? Do you want to die?"
She was forced to look up, her eyes reddened: "My feet hurt."
My pitiful look made the man's blood boil. He looked down and saw her bare feet still bleeding. He cursed and then let go of my hand.
Seeing that she was still walking slowly, he didn't rush her.
Yan Qing could feel the heat of his gaze on her back. She was no stranger to this look that seemed to want to pin her down and ravage her.
She pursed her lips and curled them slightly, looking at her feet which left bloody footprints with every step, her expression did not fluctuate at all.
If she gave it a little more time, the scented candle she had placed would burn to the point where it could ignite the sofa.
As long as the plan goes according to her ideas, it will be worth it for her to deliberately step on the broken glass and perform this self-torture drama.
When they arrived at the place, they were stopped outside the door.
"You're from Gaoyue, what are you doing here?" The man who spoke had a long scar running from the right side of his face to his neck, which looked as hideous as a centipede.
His tone was unfriendly and his expression was not good, but he still pressed his hand and asked the brothers next to him to put down their guns.
Mr. Hu and Gao Yue belong to different camps and can be considered sworn enemies, but now they are on the same ship to complete a deal.
The bearded man calculated that they would not dare to resort to violence easily, so he dared to bring Yan Qing here alone.
"My eldest brother asked me to give Mr. Hu a gift." He grinned, "It's on this little girl."
After saying that, he pushed the petite Yan Qing into the arms of the scarred man.
Scarface stepped back in disgust, causing Yan Qing to almost fall to the ground.
The man looked at her who had managed to stabilize herself in a panic, and said angrily: "Tell Gao Yue that Mr. Hu doesn't have time to play such dirty tricks with him!"
Even if he was stupid, he knew that Gao Yue threw a woman he had played with to humiliate him.
"My brother said that if Mr. Hu doesn't like this woman, he can just get rid of her."
"If that doesn't work, I can do it for you."
As he reached for his waist, the scar-faced men immediately pointed their guns at him.
At this moment, Yan Qing seemed to be frightened. He held his head and shrank behind the person who was staring at him, leaning towards the door that had been tightly closed.
Seeing her timid look, the young man who was in charge of watching her to prevent her from making any unusual movements moved the gun pointed at her away a little.
Yan Qing leaned against the door with his back, frowning.
His brothers were on the verge of a fight with the enemy's subordinates, and the people inside had no intention of showing up.
Being rejected, she faced two outcomes: either the product would be returned or she would be dealt with as the bearded man said.
Both the former and the latter deviated from her original plan.
That won't work.
If someone doesn't show up, she forces him to show up.
Yan Qing took the opportunity to grab the weapon from the person next to him and shot the bearded man who was about to turn around and go back with an arrogant look on his face.
The man who was shot in the left arm had his pupils dilated and quickly reached for his waist.
Yan Qing naturally would not give him a chance to fight back.
The second shot hit him in the wrist.
What fell to the ground along with the dropped pistol was the groan of pain that escaped his lips.
"Bitch! I'm going to kill you!" The man with injured hands knelt on one knee, roaring and screaming.
When Yan Qing fired the first shot, Scarface thought it was one of his own people who did it, until he turned around and saw the Chinese woman, still holding the gun and smiling at him harmlessly.
The seemingly fragile woman pulled the trigger again with a clean and neat movement.
His subordinate, whose gun had been taken away, had not yet recovered from the shocked expression on his face.
"Put down the gun!" Scarface pointed the weapon in his hand at Yan Qing, and glared at the young man beside her with annoyance, "Agang, go back to the prison to be punished after you get off the boat!"
He put away the contempt in his eyes, and glanced at the bearded man whose hands were bleeding, and a chill seemed to rise from the soles of his feet.
If the target of those two shots was him, he would be the one who had lost his ability to move.
Yan Qing ignored the black muzzles of guns around him, handed the gun back to the young man named Agang, and said thank you with a sweet smile.
Then he raised his hands innocently to show that he was not a threat to them.
"Don't worry, I have turned from evil to good and shown my utmost sincerity to Mr. Hu." She spoke with a smile, completely different from her cowardly appearance just now.
The bearded man, who had lost too much blood, had lost his previous arrogance. He stared at Yan Qing fiercely, shouting at Scarface to kill her.
However, the people here didn't like him in the first place, and when they saw him being pecked in the eye by the eagle that they had personally sent, they were so happy that they couldn't help but feel secretly happy.
Yan Qing took in everyone's expressions. She always had a faint smile on her face and was not worried that Scarface would kill her on the spot.
She snatched the gun and injured someone, revealing some of her strength, just to make them fear and doubt her.
In order to find out her origins, they would not shoot easily.
Furthermore, they were considering the overall situation and could not take action against Gao Yue's people, so having her do it on their behalf could at least help them vent their anger.
It seemed unreasonable to let her bleed to death on the spot.
Of course, there was an element of gamble when she fired the gun.
The door behind him opened, and Yan Qing turned around and saw a tall man standing there.
The slender figure of nearly 1.9 meters was wrapped in a large bathrobe, and the smoky gray eyes looked straight at her, with indifference like a thin layer of ice.
"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Hu." Her tone was soft and a little happy, as if she had met an old friend whom she had not seen for a long time, or as if she was whispering to a lover.
Yan Qing walked naturally towards the man, staring closely at the changes in his eyes, and stopped when the corners of his eyes narrowed slightly, keeping a distance from him that was neither too far nor too close.
Seemingly intimate.
Mr. Hu stared at her face for a while, then raised his hand calmly, and all his men put away their guns.
"Follow me." His voice was as cold as a human being, and his expression showed no emotion.
Yan Qing blinked: "Can you wait for me for a moment, sir?"
The man raised his chin slightly and looked at her curiously.
Under the gaze of everyone, she walked towards the bearded man who was swearing foul language, kicked him to the ground, and quickly pulled out the gun tied to her thigh.
"What are you going to do? Big brother won't let you go!" Fear of death is human instinct.
"Are you talking about Gao Yue?" Yan Qing chuckled, "He can't save you, and the others probably don't have time to save you either."
"Bang" hit him right in the crotch.
A Gang, whose gun was snatched away by her, subconsciously closed his legs.
"Pull my hair? Push me? Touch my back?" She kicked the man who was in agony. "We're even now."
None of the three shots were fatal, but they were enough to cause him to die in pain from blood loss.
Yan Qing glanced at the weapons that Scarface and the others were pointing at her again, and quickly and skillfully removed the magazine from the gun in her hand and threw it on the ground.
"I am very sincere, sir. But there is an old saying in China: If you don't take revenge, you are not a woman." She shrugged and tilted her head to act cute.
It was as if she wasn't the one who had just hurt the person.
"There's a fire! Put out the fire!" Just at this moment, a burst of noise was heard.
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