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The guards and thugs on the platform all raised their guns at Chen Wan and her group.
Chen Wan slightly tightened the rope around Xiang Jiawei’s neck with both hands and coldly addressed everyone on the platform, “Back off.
Without Xiang Jiawei, do you think you’ll still have the same privileges? Put down your guns, or I’ll send him on his way right now.
After all, he’s just a useless piece of trash to me.”
After speaking, Chen Wan tightened the rope even more, not caring whether Xiang Jiawei could handle it or not.
She figured it was better to strangle him first and leave him barely alive for the perfect outcome.
Initially, Xiang Jiawei struggled a bit, but now he was almost out of breath, clutching the rope around his neck with one hand, terrified of being strangled to death, while gesturing frantically with the other hand for the people on the platform to lower their guns.
Zhou Hua swallowed hard.
He knew how to rescue a hostage, but if they didn’t put down their guns now and something happened to Xiang Jiawei, they would end up like the dead Kai Zi and others, just low-level thugs in District C and D.
Having finally achieved their current status and benefits, he wasn’t willing to risk it all.
Moreover, Chen Wan’s position was cunning; shooting from his angle would inevitably hit Xiang Jiawei.
Thinking of this, Zhou Hua could only do as Chen Wan said and was the first to throw his rifle in front of him.
Only then did Chen Wan slightly loosen the rope, allowing Xiang Jiawei to gasp for fresh air.
Just a moment ago, he felt like he was really about to die, the closest he’d ever been to the brink of death in his life.
Realizing his wrists could still move, Xiang Jiawei had another idea.
Carefully, he drew a dagger from the groove in his belt at his waist.
The dagger wasn’t for self-defense but for torturing these alphas whenever he wanted.
The bloodier the scene, the more excited he got, which was why the others were so opposed to him when they heard his name.
No one sent to Xiang Jiawei from District C or D ever returned alive.
Holding the knife in his right hand, Xiang Jiawei felt a natural fear of Chen Wan, despite his usual ruthlessness.
His hand trembled slightly, but he forced himself to calm down, using all his strength to stab the dagger towards Chen Wan behind him.
Chen Wan had already noticed his little move.
The place where Xiang Jiawei hung the dagger was at his waist, easily visible with a glance.
She was just curious to see what futile effort this piece of trash would make.
As Xiang Jiawei’s right hand thrust the dagger fiercely, Chen Wan calmly grabbed his wrist with her right hand, holding it like a giant iron clamp, immobilizing him completely.
Of course, Chen Wan wouldn’t let him off so easily.
With a crisp “crack” sound, accompanied by Xiang Jiawei’s scream, his wrist bent downwards.
Chen Wan caught the knife that slipped from his hand and then yanked his right arm hard, dislocating it with another “crack.”
Zhou Hua panicked, reaching for the gun on the ground.
Chen Wan held the rope tightly around Xiang Jiawei’s neck with her left hand, pressing her right hand against his neck.
She coldly looked at Zhou Hua, “Don’t come any closer.
I’ve only disabled one of his arms. If you dare touch that gun, I’ll kill him right now and then fight you all to the death.”
Without waiting for Zhou Hua to respond, Chen Wan stabbed Xiang Jiawei in the chest.
The stab wasn’t deep, but it was enough to make Xiang Jiawei almost faint from the pain.
“Fuck, Zhou Hua, don’t touch the gun.
This woman is a lunatic.
Don’t provoke her anymore,” Xiang Jiawei screamed desperately.
The knife Chen Wan had just stabbed into his chest was still there, and her hand was on the handle.
A few more centimeters in, and he might really die here today.
Zhou Hua and the others hadn’t expected Chen Wan to act so quickly.
He had only bent down slightly, and Xiang Jiawei was already stabbed.
Zhou Hua didn’t dare move anymore.
Xiang Jiawei took a deep breath, enduring the tearing pain in his chest and right wrist, and weakly said to Chen Wan, “Miss, I really didn’t know you had such skills.
If I had known, I wouldn’t have dared to mess with you even if I had ten times the courage.
What do you want? I can give you anything, just spare my life.
Don’t push it in any further, or you won’t be able to escape either.
Keep me as a hostage.”
Chen Wan laughed behind Xiang Jiawei, and the entire platform fell silent.
Everyone was watching Chen Wan’s movements, especially Xiang Jiawei, whose legs were trembling from her laughter.
In the next moment, Chen Wan unexpectedly pulled out the knife from Xiang Jiawei’s chest, causing a lot of blood to splatter.
Xiang Jiawei was so scared he almost fainted, crying and begging for mercy, “Please let me go.
I can give you anything, anything you want.
If you want, you can be in charge here from now on.”
Chen Wan stabbed him again in a different spot, “Stop talking nonsense.
Do you think I’m like you? Only an idiot would believe what you just said.
From now on, if I don’t ask, you don’t speak.
Otherwise, I really don’t know how many more stabs you can take.”
Xiang Jiawei’s face was wet with either sweat or tears, or a mix of both.
His chest hurt like hell, and he didn’t know what might upset the woman behind him next, leading to more stabs.
He just felt a strong discomfort in his body, wanting to kneel and beg Chen Wan for mercy, but she didn’t give him the chance.
The other “young masters” on the platform were too scared to make a sound.
This woman was ruthless, completely disregarding their connections with the military.
She didn’t care about her life, but they did.
They hadn’t had enough of this luxurious lifestyle yet.
Now, the other three of the four young masters of Funan hoped the worst outcome today would be Xiang Jiawei’s death.
They didn’t want to be implicated, so they all acted like ostriches, hoping Chen Wan wouldn’t notice them.
Chen Wan slightly exerted force on the dagger handle, pulling it out again, causing more blood to flow from Xiang Jiawei’s chest.
She played with the knife in her right hand, casually moving it around Xiang Jiawei’s body as if looking for the next spot to stab.
Xiang Jiawei was pale with fear, while Chen Wan remained expressionless, addressing the people on the platform, “Kick your guns forward, five or six steps away from yourselves.
Do it quickly.
I don’t like repeating myself.”
Xiang Jiawei wanted to order them to comply quickly, but he didn’t dare make a sound, afraid of upsetting Chen Wan again.
Zhou Hua was the first to move.
He always compared himself to famous generals of the past, boasting that Xiang Jiawei was his benefactor.
Seeing Xiang Jiawei like this, he knew his own wealth and status were at risk, so he urged, “Do as she says quickly, or no one will leave this platform alive today.”
Zhou Hua was skilled and ruthless, intimidating the other young masters’ bodyguards.
Everyone kicked their guns towards the center of the platform.
Qin Ke picked up the rifle Zhou Hua had thrown on the ground, checked the gun and bullets, and returned to Chen Wan’s side.
Chen Wan picked up a microphone from the table and handed it to Xiang Jiawei, instructing, “Now it’s your turn to speak.
Tell all your subordinates below to throw their guns into the pool, and do it quickly.
We’ve known each other for a while now, and I have a bad temper, which I think you’ve experienced.
When I lose my temper, my hands aren’t steady.
The stabs are deep and shallow, not symmetrical.
So, weigh your options carefully.”
Xiang Jiawei was already enduring the excruciating pain in his wrist and arm.
He could feel the wound on his chest still oozing blood.
Although Chen Wan hadn’t stabbed deeply, if he didn’t get treatment soon, he feared he might bleed out and die.
He regretted it now, realizing that inviting trouble was easy, but getting rid of it was hard.
Chen Wan was more ruthless than anyone he’d ever met when she went crazy, and he was genuinely scared.
Meanwhile, the heavy metal music in the square hadn’t stopped.
Some of Xiang Jiawei’s subordinates noticed the situation and were watching, while others were still distracted by the live sex show in the pool, unaware that Xiang Jiawei had been taken hostage by Chen Wan.
They were still thinking about having their turn after the guests were done.
Xiang Jiawei took the microphone Chen Wan handed him with his only free hand, trembling as he spoke, “Turn off that damn music.”
The heavy metal music, which sounded like a death knell to Xiang Jiawei at this moment, was something he never wanted to hear again if he could help it.
Hearing Xiang Jiawei’s voice, his subordinates immediately turned off the sound system, plunging the large courtyard into an eerie silence.
Even the alphas in the pool realized something was wrong and stopped chasing their so-called prey, turning their attention to the commotion on the high platform.
Xiang Jiawei, enduring the pain, continued, “Now listen to my orders.
Everyone throw your guns into the swimming pool, and do it quickly.
If anyone is slow, I’ll have them killed right now.”
The people below saw Xiang Jiawei being held hostage by a woman and hesitated, unsure if they should really throw their guns into the pool.
They feared Xiang Jiawei was being forced by Chen Wan to say these things and didn’t actually want them to disarm.
However, standing on the edge of the high platform, Xiang Jiawei genuinely wanted them to throw their weapons away.
He had fallen this time, but he still wanted to save his life.
He didn’t want to die!
