On the fourth day after Ouyang Yuan's death, Qingjiu woke up.
She opened her heavy eyelids and immediately saw the white ceiling and felt the coolness in her body.
She squinted her eyes slightly at first, then sat up suddenly.
It's fine if I don't move, but when I move my whole body hurts so much, it feels like I'm falling apart.
But Qingjiu endured the severe pain and moved out of bed, then pulled the blanket over to wrap himself up.
She found that she had no covering clothes except the gauze bandage.
After Qingjiu tied the blanket, he grabbed the vase on the bedside table and hid behind the door as if facing an enemy.
When she woke up, in addition to recovering most of her body, she also smelled a sense of danger.
Qingjiu didn't know where she was, but she felt danger approaching her.
Before she could finish her thoughts, the door was gently pushed open.
Then two men in black came in alternately.
One is fat and one is thin.
Not only did they wear masks, they also carried silenced pistols.
Movements could also be heard vaguely in the hall and kitchen.
The fat man in black swept the big bed and shouted to his companion: "Be careful, this room has been lived in before..."
"Bang!"
Before the fat man in black could finish his words, Qingjiu endured the pain and ducked out from behind the door.
The vase in her hand hit the fat man in black with a loud bang.
When the fat man in black covered his head and fell to the ground screaming, Qingjiu grabbed a fragment with his backhand.
Then she shrank to the ground and came to the thin man in black.
Before the thin man in black could retreat and fire, the fragment in Qingjiu's hand pierced the opponent's throat.
The movement of the thin man in black froze for a moment.
His throat was bleeding.
Qingjiu didn't even look, he pressed his body against the opponent's chest and snatched the silenced pistol from his hand with his backhand.
She threw herself away and knocked down the struggling fat man in black.
The fat man in black swayed and fell back.
Never die with peace of mind.
Qingjiu didn't stop, turned around and dragged the thin man in black out of the house.
At the same time, the gun in her hand kept firing.
The five black-clad killers who came out of the kitchen, the guest room, and the bathroom were shot in the head one by one without even seeing the shadow of Qingjiu.
As they screamed, there was another rush of footsteps and an extremely angry roar in the corridor:
"Something happened, something happened. The target is in the room and has not lost combat effectiveness."
"Quick, quick, guard the elevator and stairs, don't let her escape."
The door to the presidential suite was violently knocked open, and a dozen men in black rushed in with murderous intent.
Qingjiu's pretty face changed, and he picked up a gun, holding both guns in his hands.
She repeatedly pulled the trigger on the killers pouring in at the door.
In a series of gunshots, more than a dozen men in black were shot to death again.
"Walk!"
Before Qingjiu could rush out, the floor-to-ceiling glass behind him suddenly burst, and Ye Fan slid down while holding the fire hose.
He hugged Qingjiu's small waist, then rushed out of the window and slipped down.
Almost as soon as they left, several more bombs were thrown at the door.
There was a roar throughout the suite.
Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared in the suite on the other floor of the Hilton Hotel holding Qingqiu in his arms.
He handed a bag to Qingjiu with his backhand and said:
"I judged that you would wake up today, so I went to the mall and bought you a set of clothes and a mobile phone."
"I didn't expect that I'd only been out for half an hour when the killer touched me."
"You are also lucky. If I were a minute later, you would probably have to receive your lunch box."
While Ye Fan was talking to Qingjiu, he pushed the debris to the door and blocked it.
Seeing Ye Fan, the corners of Qingjiu's mouth twitched. His expression was still cold, but his eyes were gentle.
She remembered the battle in the alley, and also remembered that Mark had saved her.
Combined with Ye Fan's helping hand in the previous battle, Qingjiu felt a sense of gratitude towards Ye Fan.
But she quickly frowned again, raised her gun and pointed it at Ye Fan and asked coldly:
"We are enemies, why did you save me?"
"You must have a conspiracy!"
"Tell me, what are your plans for me?"
"Are you singing a double act with the old man in black and trying to get the warrant and key from me?"
Career has forced Qingjiu to discern Ye Fan's intentions.
And she really couldn't find Ye Fan's purpose of rescuing her.
"Tsk, you are really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, but you don't know a good person's heart."
Ye Fan was not afraid of the woman's gun, but slowly stepped forward and stood in front of her and said:
"In the battle in the alley, in order to save you, I suffered dozens of external injuries and third-level internal injuries."
"In order to save you from hell, I stayed up for several days and nights, giving you acupuncture with my heart and soul."
"Today, I rescued you from being surrounded by many killers."
Ye Fan's soul torture: "I have paid so much for you, but you point a gun at me, don't you feel supercilious?"
Qingjiu remained unmoved, still holding the gun tightly and locking Ye Fan:
"Tang Ruoxue is your ex-wife and the mother of your son. She is the person you have to protect throughout your life."
"Tang Ruoxue asked the old man in black to kill me, and you saving me is tantamount to going against Tang Ruoxue."
"Would you go against your ex-wife?"
"Also, I came to Hengcheng to kill you and Tang Ruoxue."
"The Dark Bat was also sent by me to deal with you."
"I can be considered your mortal enemy."
"If I die, you and Tang Ruoxue's troubles will be reduced by half. Unless I die, you will never have peace."
"Tell me, other than playing a long game to catch a big fish, what other reason do you have for saving me?"
Qingjiu needs Ye Fan to convince herself, and this is also the reason why she convinces herself.
Ye Fan laughed loudly when he heard this, and then took a step forward to look at Qingjiu:
"Actually, I have many reasons for saving you, and I can explain many of them."
"Why I don't know the old man in black, why Tang Ruoxue and I are not the same people, why I want to turn our hostility into friendship with you..."
"Many, many!"
"But these are not the real reasons for me to save you."
"The most real and simple reason is that I am jealous of you, a woman."
"You have such a good figure and such a cold temperament, but you are still my mortal enemy."
"Conquering a superior woman like you will not only give me a sense of accomplishment, but also make me feel excited."
"Think about it, defeating your mortal enemy not with a knife or a gun, but with your body, how fulfilling will it be?"
"In the process of conquest, not only do you have to destroy your body and mind, but you also have to beware of your traps. How exciting is that?"
Ye Fan leaned close to Qingjiu's ear: "Can Chairman Qingjiu understand the pleasure of dancing on the tip of the knife?"
"Um--"
Ye Fan's shameless words made Qingjiu's body tremble slightly.
If it were for any other reason, Qingjiu would definitely doubt it and sneer at it.
But she believed this explanation uncontrollably.
Because deep down in her heart, she also has this kind of perverted desire.
She wanted to kill Mark, but she also wanted to ruin him.
Ye Fan caught the change in Qingjiu's mood and struck while the iron was hot and spoke:
"Although you are my mortal enemy, you are unique to me."
"Your enemy would have died long ago, and I would be lonely and lost."
"Compared to you, the warrants, keys, and Qingshui Company secrets are all unimportant."
