Chapter 397

Chapter 397

With Ding Ruoning gone, how could I hypnotize this man?

He was clearly formidable. Even a professional bodyguard could not stand against him.

“Hypnosis? It’s only an Illusion. I watched everything from upstairs.”

He mocked me. “Go ahead. Try hypnotizing me again.”

I stared awkwardly and stupidly suggested, “Why don’t you return to the bedroom and sleep…?”

He rushed over and kicked me so hard I nearly emptied my bowels.

His attacks were vicious. He punched and kicked me relentlessly.

I could not fight him or resist. I simply endured until I coughed blood.

He grabbed my throat and lifted me.

I slipped a switchblade from my pocket and unexpectedly slashed his chest.

Pain made him release me. I immediately stabbed his thigh.

“Bastard! I’ll kill you!”

Enraged, he lunged, seized my knife, and stabbed repeatedly.

I desperately protected my vital points, but after several wounds, my strength failed.

The moment I fell, he straddled me and strangled me. He was a ruthless killer who did not mind taking my life.

“I may be useless, but I’m less afraid of death than any of you!”

I glared savagely, pulled a folding knife from my shoe, and stabbed him directly in the anus.

No one could endure that blow. Even the toughest man would shed tears.

He released me and howled like a slaughtered pig.

The bodyguard forced himself up, grabbed a chair, and smashed it against the man’s head, knocking him unconscious.

I spat blood, struggled upright, and freed Anning, calling her name several times.

But she had probably been sedated and would not wake.

“Stop shaking her. They injected an anesthetic.”

The bodyguard moved to carry her.

“Stay away!”

I glared, lifted Anning myself, and hurried out.

He wanted me to put her in his vehicle, but I refused.

I carried her to Meng Yifan’s car. With no alternative, the bodyguard retrieved a medical kit and joined us.

He took the key and drove toward the mountain.

“You’re too reckless.”

“You let him stab you repeatedly just to land that last strike. If he’d hit a vital organ, you’d never have gotten the chance.”

The bodyguard asked, “Is she your girlfriend?”

I did not answer, not because I was aloof, but because the pain left me unable to speak.

I opened the kit and sprayed alcohol on one wound. The single spray nearly launched me out of the car.

I abandoned disinfecting and wrapped bandages around myself to slow the bleeding.

“You should go to a hospital. Should I change course?” he asked.

Sucking in breaths, I replied, “If you turn back, your boss will fire you.”

“Oh. Then we won’t.”

…

At the foot of the mountain, I made him drive into the flower market.

After getting out, I locked the doors and left Anning inside.

The bodyguard stared. “If you lock it, what do I do?”

I handed him one hundred yuan. “Take a taxi home.”
After he left, I realized there was only one car here, and Anning was inside it. I couldn’t drive it up the mountain.

How was I supposed to get there?

Walk?

Even uninjured, dawn would arrive before I reached the top.

Coincidentally, Jin Wuju called and asked why I had not arrived.

“I’m at the foot of the mountain, but my car broke down. Can you send someone to collect me?”

“Sure. Wait there.”

About twenty minutes later, a man drove down.

My wounds startled him. “What happened?”

“Highway robbery. Public security is dangerous these days.”

His expression darkened. While driving upward, he called Jin Wuju.

A bad feeling rose inside me.

My wounds were impossible to explain. Jin Wuju would tell Qingyuan, who would call Anning’s kidnappers. When no one answered, he would know something had happened.

Neither of us spoke again.

At the mountainside, I saw a group waiting, including Qingyuan.

If I had arrived uninjured, he would not have appeared yet.

I did not want to leave the car because another beating awaited me.

But they dragged the door open. Qingyuan stood outside and hauled me out.

“Ah!”

He deliberately gripped a wound.

“Tell me how you got hurt.”

“Robbers… Ow! Bastard! Qingyuan, fuck your mother!”

Jin Wuju approached, his friendliness gone.

“He must know everything. We should withdraw,” Jin Wuju said.

Qingyuan sneered. “I came for the Map of the Sin Realm. Without it, how do I answer my superiors? I want to see what trap he prepared.”

He crouched mockingly. “You think you can trap me? Who are you working with?”

I remained silent.

“That Old Man fell into the hole. Your only support is Song Xiaotian, and he couldn’t arrange this alone.”

“You’re working with Du Yunting, aren’t you?”

I still said nothing.

“Lv Zhengxian, Lv Zhengxian.” Qingyuan stood with hands on hips. “Why would that ungrateful fool decide to kill me?”

His men lifted me and marched into the estate.

His refusal to retreat meant he did not fear my trap and had more than a dozen men here. He must have placed reinforcements before Song Xiaotian began surveillance that afternoon.

He had also guessed Du Yunting’s involvement immediately, meaning he already suspected betrayal.

Du Yunting was brilliant at scheming against us and an idiot against anyone else.