[Chapter 7 Chapter 7 Being sold to the Golden Triangle: The sadistic story of Bai Yueguang (7)]
When Yan Qing eagerly took off his clothes, Mr. Hu finally realized that this woman simply wanted to sleep with him.
He took the initiative to press the person under him. He grabbed Yan Qing's hand with one hand and raised it above his head, and pinched her neck with the other hand.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"
The petite girl's dress was disheveled, revealing delicate and exquisite skin. Her black hair was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and she looked like a fairy who had been transformed into a fallen elf.
The beauty who combines purity and desire brings a fatal impact to the senses.
Mr. Hu could feel the pulse beating in the palm of his hand, and as long as he exerted a little force, he could easily twist her slender neck.
However, Yan Qing seemed unable to hear the threat in his tone, and bent her slender white legs with ill intention.
"Sir, you can't bear to kill me." She stared from the man's face to his strong chest muscles and spoke with a sweet smile.
If he really wanted to kill her, he wouldn't have let her in.
Mr. Hu's shallow eyes suddenly deepened, and the big hand that was strangling her life force slid down to her slender waist.
There is a rumor on the street that he does not like women, not because he can remain calm in the face of temptation, but because he disdains to play with women for fun.
Besides, most of the women who approached him wanted to kill him, and it was hard to get anyone interested in that situation.
She was the first one who killed someone in front of his door, claimed that she came to save him, and boldly and bluntly wanted to sleep with him.
"Mr. Hu would like to know how you are going to save—" Before he could finish his words, his lips were bitten hard.
Yan Qing thought he was a talking apple and just wanted to swallow him in one bite.
Her patience was running out and she was about to turn into a burning powder keg.
She hummed impatiently: "If sir can't do it, find someone else to replace him."
The grown men are at the point where they are ready to strike, but they are still hesitating.
Mr. Hu could sense the disdain in her words and his eyelids twitched. Before he could react, he heard her say, "It should be handsome and clean."
Don't forget to make requests.
Tsk.
"I hope you won't let Mr. Hu down." He released his grip on Yan Qing, pulled him up and threw him onto the bed.
Yan Qing grabbed the bed sheet and curled her red lips.
The two were like a lion meeting a cheetah, fighting for territory, each wanting to occupy the high ground and take the initiative.
The urgent knock on the door did not stop the two people inside.
There was a chaotic confrontation between the two sides outside the house, but there was another heated scene inside the house.
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When Yan Qing opened his eyes, Mr. Hu was no longer around. Looking around, he saw traces of battle everywhere in the messy room.
She leaned against the bed, the thin blanket slipped off her body, leaving clear bite marks on her white shoulders.
This was left by the man who was extremely angry.
Compared to her minor injuries, someone's chest, shoulders and even back were all marked with masterpieces made by her sharp teeth and claws.
"Xiao Ba, give me a data on the distribution of forces in the Golden Triangle."
She lit a cigarette.
[Host please accept]
Although the system said that the first plane was a test and would not give her much help, it did not refuse such a small matter as asking for information about the forces.
Quite humane.
Yan Qing analyzed the data sent by Xiao Ba.
There are hundreds of gangs of all sizes in the Golden Triangle, with the four major forces being the most prominent.
The Jin family, which owns the largest poppy garden and pharmaceutical laboratory, is also the largest drug supplier in Myanmar.
The Jin family has been rooted in this land for a long time and has strong financial resources and deep foundation. Although it is not as strong as before, it is still bigger than a horse.
It is worth mentioning that the person in charge of the Jin family today is a woman.
Yan Qing stared at the photo on the transparent light screen in front of him. Jin Yuanxiu was already 47 years old, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose and thin lips. A few fine lines at the corners of his eyes revealed the passage of time.
She has short hair, wears men's clothes, and has a very heroic facial feature.
After looking at the photo for a few deep glances, Yan Qing pursed his lips.
Maybe there will be a chance to meet.
Her intuition told her.
The most famous one today is the General's Mansion, which not only owns several large jade mines, but also has its own army.
The head of the family is General Rocky, who has a very good reputation outside.
The person in the photo has gray hair on his temples, and is holding a cane with a coiled dragon and a pearl in it. There are small burn marks on his forehead, and he looks like a kind old man.
But Yan Qing didn't think that the man who could get the general's mansion by virtue of his status as a son-in-law would be as kind as he appeared.
The Golden Triangle is a carnival place for demons.
And demons love to wear human skins.
Rocky has a son, but he only mentioned him briefly in the information Xiaoba provided.
The other two forces are Chinese forces, the Chiang and Qian families who fled here during a special period and occupied the land and became kings.
The two families were originally from the same lineage. After a civil war ten years ago, the deputy leader Qian Kang led his people to leave the Yuanlong Society and founded the Leiying Hall.
Mr. Hu is the think tank of Yuanlonghui leader Jiang Chenggong, and is called the military advisor by people in the underworld.
There was very little information about him on the light screen, and his identity was only referred to by the well-known three words "Mr. Hu".
"A system that claims to be omnipotent can't even be named?"
Yan Qing communicated with Xiao Ba in his heart.
[His original identity has been completely abandoned. Only when the host digs out his secrets can the information be completed.]
Abandon yourself?
That's quite strange.
"What's the use of you?" She couldn't help but complain.
[For example, play some human version of Animal World's breeding season to liven up the host's mood]
"Hachi seems to be a lot more lively."
Yan Qing mentioned it casually, but got no response from the system.
She clearly felt that the system's energy was more abundant, but she didn't seem to do anything.
I just slept with the man.
Could Xiao Ba be the evil creature in the legend that takes yang to replenish yin?
With some guess in mind, Yan Qing continued to focus his attention on the light screen where words were flashing.
The front of Yuanlonghui is a group of cyber fraud companies that are packaged in a formal manner.
The Thunder Eagle Hall controls most of the red-light district in the Golden Triangle.
Its shadow was behind the black market that caused the original owner's tragic death.
Gao Yue, who died at her hands, was the confidant of Qian Kang, the leader of the Thunder Eagle Hall.
[The biggest dilemma the host faces is the pursuit by the Thunder Eagle Hall] Xiao Ba suddenly reminded.
Yan Qing opened her red lips slightly, her almond eyes blurred by the smoke rings she exhaled: "The enemy of my enemy is my friend."
The Yuanlong Society, which has a grudge against the Thunder Eagle Hall, is currently her best refuge.
Of course, it could also be that she encountered a tiger's mouth after escaping from the wolf's den.
The only person you can truly rely on is yourself.
If her guess was correct, Mr. Hu should have seen Gao Yue, who might have been burned to charcoal.
Thinking of the commotion outside the room when the two of them were rolling around, Yan Qing dusted off his cigarette ashes and chuckled.
She shot the bearded man to death with three shots outside the door. Gao Yue's men would probably suspect that the death of their eldest brother was related to the Yuanlong Society.
Even if the people here want to hand her over, it depends on whether they believe it or not.
The waters have been muddied, and next she will have to come up with enough chips to demonstrate her own value in order to fight for a glimmer of hope in the chaos.
She doesn't think that sleeping with a man will give her a golden ticket to immortality.
When Mr. Hu pushed the door open, he saw Yan Qing leaning against the head of the bed, smoking a cigarette with a comfortable look on his face.
Like a seasoned prostitute.
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