Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Then, there was another dull bang. The door of the private room closed and the woman who had been standing at the door was gone.
Almost instantly, another gunshot sounded. One of the armed men’s handsome face twitched as he roared,
“Are you all f*cking retarded?”
His subordinates were stunned. “Huh?”
The man stomped his feet in anger. “Chase her!”
The men in the room swarmed out.
“Ah! That’s Sister Xing! It’s our Sister Xing!”
“Yes! That’s right!”
…
In the private room, another man with a gun had a look of doubt on his face.
He looked calmly at the furious man and asked, “Was that Shen Fanxing?”
Qi Mohan then remembered that there was an enemy in the room. He raised his gun and pressed it three inches below the man’s navel.
“I’m warning you, she’s my woman. If you have any designs on her again, I’ll destroy your manhood!”
The man sitting steadily on the sofa gave a low laugh. He turned the pistol in his hand and slowly pressed it against Qi Mohan’s abdomen.
She wasn’t aiming, she was really pressing against him. It felt really nice through his pants.
“You’re still standing there?”
There was a faint smile on the man’s face, but his deep voice was as cold as the echo of an icehouse. When it reached everyone’s ears, their bodies turned numb.
The subordinates in the room tensed up. They reacted in half a second and rushed out of the room.
“That’s Miss Fanxing!”
“Yes! That face is very popular!”
“Chase! Hurry up!”
…
Qi Mohan’s expression darkened and he loaded the gun.
“Am I being underestimated or provoked?”
The man smiled calmly and placed one hand on the back of the sofa. He took out a cigarette with one hand and lit it with the other. Then, he exhaled a mouthful of smoke, blurring his calm and domineering face.
He looked calm and composed, as though he didn’t care that his manhood would be crippled at any moment.
“Mr. Qi, instead of being wary that a man who hasn’t even met Miss Shen will snatch her away, why don’t you consider the man who lives under the same roof as her and sleeps in the same bed? Moreover, the man who is about to get engaged is smarter.”
Qi Mohan’s expression darkened. “Don’t create a diversion for me. Of course, I have to eliminate love rivals from the bottom of my heart. We haven’t even met before. How can you compete with me?”
Qi Mohan seemed to get angrier as he spoke. In the end, he gritted his teeth.
The man chuckled softly. “Aren’t you the one who gave me this right?”
Qi Mohan was speechless.
…
When Bo Jinchuan returned, he saw that Shen Fanxing wasn’t in the room. After asking around, Xu Qingzhi said that she had lost the game and went to borrow spicy strips. His face darkened and he turned around to look for her. Just as he opened the door, a familiar figure flashed past.
Perhaps it was a quick glance, but she immediately took two steps back, grabbed his hand, and ran.
“Let’s go!”
Bo Jinchuan frowned when he saw the group of people blocking the corridor.
“Sister Xing, wait! Wait for us!”
“I’m Ge Jia!”
“I’m Ge Yi!”
“I’m Ge Bing!”
“I’m Gordin!”
“I’m…”
The gunshot just now did not close the door, so the sound in the corridor was very clear. When the two or three people in the corridor heard it, they thought they had heard wrongly.
When a group of burly men in black rushed out of the corridor, their faces turned pale.
When Yin Ruijue and Xu Qingzhi heard the commotion, a group of men in black had just run past them.
Then, another wave of people ran out.
“Spicy strips? Aren’t you here to borrow spicy strips?!”
“Yes! Spicy strips, come and eat them!”
“…”
This “seduction” scheme obviously didn’t work on Shen Fanxing. When the time came, it would successfully be passed on to the people in front.
“Sister Xing! We have spicy strips here! There are many delicious spicy strips!”
“There are all kinds of flavors, brands, and shapes!”
“…”
Was he going to use spicy strips to “fish” someone?
The few of them were stunned by the commotion.
Yin Ruijue said, “F*ck! Sister-in-law is so lively wherever she goes! She can create such a shocking scene just by borrowing two bags of spicy strips! She’s a god!”
Xu Qingzhi asked, “Fanxing, are you alright? Who are they? Aren’t you going to lend them two bags of spicy strips? You don’t have to be so ruthless!”
Xu Han said, “Tomorrow will be the headline. The CEO of Stars International, an internationally renowned perfumer, is being hunted down because he borrowed two bags of spicy strips!”
Shang Qingmo said, “Leave this to me.”
“…”
“…”
What a bunch of bad friends!
Since they couldn’t take the elevator, Shen Fanxing pulled Bo Jinchuan into the emergency exit.
Just as she was about to rush down the stairs, Bo Jinchuan grabbed Shen Fanxing and pulled her up the stairs.
Shen Fanxing reacted immediately. Just as she followed Bo Jinchuan upstairs, the sound of running could be heard.
Without any hesitation, the group of people ran downstairs.
Shen Fanxing leaned against the wall and clutched Bo Jinchuan’s shirt tightly, panting heavily.
“What happened?” asked Bo Jinchuan as he rested his hand on the wall beside Shen Fanxing.
Shen Fanxing closed her eyes, feeling vexed.
After returning for a few days, there was no news of Qi Mohan, nor any traces of him looking for her.
She thought that he had long forgotten about her and gone elsewhere to have fun.
She didn’t expect him to stay in Ping Cheng City.
It was fine if he didn’t look for her, but she had to deliver herself today.
Raising her head, Shen Fanxing looked at Bo Jinchuan with a complicated expression. “It’s… the man I told you about before.”
Bo Jinchuan didn’t look too surprised, as though he had expected this answer.
“What about the other group of people chasing you?”
He had heard it clearly just now. The second wave of people who used Spicy Strips as bait was obviously not the same as the first wave.
Shen Fanxing frowned and said, “I don’t know her.”
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes as he recalled Yu Song’s report.
Two forces in Ping Cheng City had been asking about Fanxing’s whereabouts. Could this group of people be those two?
But why would the two of them appear together tonight?
Pursing his lips, Bo Jinchuan frowned, his eyes glinting coldly.
The two of them didn’t stay for long before Bo Jinchuan brought Shen Fanxing back to the private room.
