"Is that so?" The man looked down at her, his gaze mocking.
In that instant when their eyes met, it seemed as if everything in the world was within his sight.
Rong Shang disliked this feeling very much.
She leaned against the wall and stood up, her gaze gradually turning cold as she stared directly at him, unyielding. "Otherwise what?"
laugh.
Are you angry?
The man stared intently at her, finding her incredibly adorable.
Under the woman's raised eyebrows and surprised gaze, he asked perfunctorily, "Are you alright? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Both men are unconscious, how could she be hurt?
The man couldn't help but laugh.
He suddenly covered his mouth, the smile on his lips deepening.
Rong Shang knew he was still smiling, “…”
Damn it!
Unable to contain her anger, Rong Shang pushed him away and walked out.
"Call someone to handle it."
There was no point in pretending, because she felt he had already figured it out.
Walking to the wooden table, Rong Shang opened the late-night snack he had bought and started eating.
After Mu Chen found the hospital security guards and took away the two men who were pretending to be doctors, Rong Shang had already gone back to bed to rest.
Not daring to disturb her, Mu Chen went to the corridor alone.
It was late at night, and no one was around.
The man was fiddling with the tinderbox in his hand.
Click, click.
The flame on the tinderbox flickered on and off.
The reflection in the man's handsome face cast an inscrutable shadow.
At this moment, the man's sharp gaze was fixed straight ahead; he was expressionless and did not smile.
The powerful aura exuded an oppressive atmosphere.
I have no idea what he's thinking.
After a few seconds of silence, he closed the lighter in his hand.
The red flame vanished in an instant.
The man took out his phone and made a call.
*
That night, dark clouds covered the sky.
A black Rolls-Royce drove up to the riverbank.
At this moment, the surroundings were quiet, and the trees along the river cast layers of shadows on the ground.
Occasionally a gentle breeze would blow by, accompanied by women's screams and men's muffled groans.
The phone was on, and a deep male voice came from the other end: "Boss, we've caught him."
The man glanced at his wristwatch and gave a cold "hmm".
A short while later, the car door opened.
The man stepped out of the car, his tall figure casting a long, slender shadow on the ground.
He looked up and gazed at the open space in front of him.
There, the men forming a circle were all tall and imposing.
The man and woman with sacks over their heads fell to the ground, and the man next to them kicked them repeatedly without any mercy.
Her slightly red, thin lips lifted.
The man slowly strode over.
The closer they got, the louder the woman's screams became.
"Ouch, that hurts!"
"Brother Mu Xing..."
"Liang Man, are you alright? Are you okay?"
"Brother Mu Xing..." Then came the sound of crying.
There was nothing Liang Man could do; she truly felt she was about to die.
The heavy kick landed on her foot, lower abdomen, and chest, causing Liang Man excruciating pain.
Perhaps it was the sound of crying that triggered him, and Mu Xing became angry.
He suddenly tried to get up and fight back, but the man who was walking from not far away kicked him in the head, and Mu Xing fell down.
With a thud, he collapsed beside Liang Man.
The woman turned to the side upon hearing the noise, startled. "Brother Mu Xing, Brother Mu Xing, are you alright?"
"..."
Unable to hear his voice, Liang Man cried in fear, "Please, please stop hitting me."
"Shut up!" someone shouted.
But Liang Man ignored everything and kept crying loudly.
She was already annoyed when she heard the man behind her pinching his earlobe.
"If you make another sound, I'll kill you!"
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