After having his bodyguards keep everyone in place, Zhang Youye slowly squatted down in front of Qin Miyou and pressed the black muzzle of his gun against the wound on Qin Miyou's right leg.
He stared into her eyes, tightening his grip on the gun slightly, his voice hoarse and ruthless.
"If you don't speak up, the next bullet will hit your left leg."
"Ah!" Qin Miyou screamed, gritting her teeth. "I! I fucking didn't know! Zhang Youye! You're a fucking monster! I must have been blind to fall for you!"
Bang--
Another shot fired without hesitation.
Qin Miyou's left leg was hit.
"The next shot will be on the arm." Perhaps annoyed, he closed his eyes slightly and responded coldly.
Unable to bear seeing her daughter, who was on the verge of unconsciousness, being tortured, Qin Zhan struggled to break free from the black-clad bodyguard's restraints. She crawled to his feet on one knee and pleaded desperately.
"Righteous, hit me, please hit me! Stop torturing her! She already said she doesn't know! She really doesn't know where Shuyi is!"
"roll."
He uttered a single word. He kicked Qin Zhan aside. A sharp, cold glint flashed in his eyes as Zhang Youye moved the gun, aiming it at Qin Miyou's forehead.
"Fine, the next shot will be your death."
Having said that, Zhang Youye slowly pulled the trigger with his fingertip, giving a final, cold warning.
"Qin Miyou, you only have ten seconds left."
"ten."
"Nine."
"eight."
"seven."
As the countdown began, Zhang Youye's innate oppressive aura swept over everyone present.
With great effort, she raised her eyes to look at the man who was pointing a gun at her, gazing at the unprecedented ruthlessness in his seemingly stagnant eyes, and his untamed arrogance that never looked down on anyone.
In the instant their eyes met, Qin Miyou seemed to recall their first meeting.
That day, the sky was a clear, bright blue.
Her father took her to visit the Zhang family. Standing in the garden of the Zhang family's courtyard, she looked up and admired the scenery.
But when he turned around unintentionally, he saw Zhang Youye dressed in black under the red camellia tree.
His features were striking and refined, his posture upright and elegant. Though he wasn't smiling, he captivated her completely in an instant.
The feeling is still the same as it is now; it feels like my heart is being tightly gripped by two hands, almost suffocating me.
The suffocation I felt then stemmed from a flutter in my heart.
The suffocation now is the end that is about to happen at his hands.
Bright red blood trickled from the corner of Qin Miyou's mouth. Her face contorted in pain, yet she still revealed her gleaming white teeth: "It's ridiculous. I'm about to die at your hands, and I'm still thinking about the first time I met you."
His pupils, as still as water, remained unmoved, and his fingertips did not even pause; Zhang Youye remained expressionless.
"six."
"five."
"Four."
"three."
"two."
It's unclear whether he regretted planning to kidnap Shuyi, or whether the dark muzzle of the gun in front of him could kill someone instantly.
This pampered young lady finally felt a lingering fear.
Because of her affection for Zhang Youye, and upon learning from her mother that the two families were about to be united by marriage, Qin Miyou, who had been living abroad, quickly abandoned everything and returned home.
I thought Zhang Youye would never bow to power in his life, since family marriage alliances were something he never cared about.
The first time I saw Shu Yi at the bar, I saw the person I had liked since childhood willing to lower his noble head for the beautiful and charming second young lady.
His demeanor was like that of a dog, summoned at will and dismissed at will.
The moment she witnessed the truth, jealousy surged through her heart, as if it had been cruelly ripped open by a rusty, dull knife.
Beyond the blood-soaked surface, only the empty opening remained as a reminder—
It turns out that all that girlish crush I once had was just empty talk.
When pain transforms into hatred, and when jealousy morphs into crime, that affection suddenly becomes a joke.
After relieving her drug cravings at the bar, Qin Miyou signaled all her bodyguards to leave and sat in the center of an empty booth, her eyes unfocused, like a hunched puppet.
At the time, in her almost distorted thinking, she insisted that someone had to pay for this joke.
Shu Yi, who was innocent from beginning to end, naturally became a thorn in her side.
As Zhang Youye was about to finish shouting "Last second," he felt the muzzle of the gun pressed against his forehead seem to press down even further.
In the final second of her death countdown, Qin Miyou closed her eyes in agony and, with a trembling mouth, revealed the truth.
“I don’t know where Shu Yi is. I only taught them how to do it and provided them with a recording pen, but he, they will tie people up somewhere.”
"I...I really don't know."
"I originally planned to wait until they succeeded before proceeding with the next step, but... but you suddenly came and disrupted everything..."
Having been shot twice and lost too much blood, he knew his body couldn't possibly hold on any longer.
Deliberately concealing some details, Qin Miyou forced herself to take one last look at Zhang Youye before closing her eyes and falling unconscious in her mother's arms.
Unexpectedly, Shu Yi's kidnapping was indeed related to the family. After exchanging a glance with Qin Zhengjing, Qin Quanwei walked to Zhang Youye's side, examined his niece's injuries, and judged that she was only unconscious.
Considering his family's reputation and not wanting the matter to escalate, Qin Quanwei decided to settle things quietly for the time being.
“Righteous, since it was Youyou who did this, can I send people to help you find Yiyi right now? You must not expose this. Have someone return my phone to me, and I will send more people to help you right now.”
With such an invincible weakness in their hands, the Qin family naturally dared not plot against them in secret anymore.
He gestured for the bodyguard to return the phones to everyone, checked the time, and was about to leave.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Tong finally appeared at the villa gate.
Watching as her entire family was taken into custody by men in black, and her younger sister, covered in blood, lay unconscious in her aunt's arms, her fate unknown.
Qin Tong pushed past the bodyguards at the door like a madman and ran quickly to Zhang Youye.
What the hell did you do to my family?
"Zhang Youye! For a woman! You're really going to turn Jingnan upside down, aren't you?!"
Time was of the essence, and not wanting to waste a single second, Zhang Youye simply raised his leg and delivered a kick to this reckless man.
After kicking him in the abdomen, Zhang Youye stepped forward and raised his gun, aiming it at the center of his forehead.
"Qin Miyou has already admitted that she did it. Instead of settling scores with me, why don't you help her think of which prison in Jingnan I can't get into?"
After uttering a chilling, ambiguous warning, Zhang Youye turned his gun to the side and lightly patted Qin Tong's face.
"Get lost, I don't have time to waste with you."
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