Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Ming Shu called several times again later but didnât get through.
It was a little late when she returned. The streets were dark and empty.
Ming Shu drove the car absentmindedly.
âDarling?â Ye Ji leaned on Ming Shuâs shoulder. âDid I make you angry earlier?â
âNo.â
âIâm sorry.â Ye Ji apologized brightly.
He didnât really know what he did wrong.
But his darling was not happy, so it must be his fault.
There was nothing wrong with apologizing first.
Ming Shu gave him a look and put away her thoughts. âIâm driving, stay away from me.â
âAre you still angry?â
âWhy would I be angry?â
â...â I donât know.
Boom!
The car hit something suddenly. Ming Shu and Ye Ji were both shocked into blankness for one second.
Ming Shu looked ahead. It was a huge iron bucket rolling out from one side, pouring some kind of liquid all over the ground.
Ming Shu immediately started the car and drove backward.
Another iron bucket appeared in the back, leaking out the same liquid.
Kachaâ
A lighter flew through the air and landed in the liquid. The flame immediately rose and created a sea of flames.
The car was trapped in the middle.
âStay inside,â Ming Shu said to Ye Ji and then opened the door to get out of the car.
Whizzâ
As soon as Ming Shu got outside, a bullet shot from a higher position. Ming Shu used the car door as a shield and blocked the bullet.
Whizzâ
There was no sound of shooting. The gun had a muffler. Then countless bullets shot over from many directions, and Ming Shu couldnât focus on one direction under such conditions.
Ming Shu got back into the car. The front windshield had been shattered by bullets.
Ming Shu pressed Ye Ji down and stuffed Little Beastie toward him conveniently.
Ye Ji and Little Beastie looked at each other.
Hmph!
Little Beastie turned its butt against him.
Ye Ji: â...â
What... is this thing? A colorful riceball?
The bullets kept coming, and Ming Shu drove through the fire quickly. The tires were a little slippery and out of control, hitting against the buildings by the street.
The enemy seemed to realize that Ming Shu wanted to run, and began to concentrate on the driverâs seat.
The windshield was completely shattered. Sharp wind poured in, blowing in their faces, and it was very painful.
The car turned a corner, then the shooting stopped.
âDarling, does someone want to kill you?â
âItâll be strange if no one wants to kill me.â Ming Shu stopped the car and pulled Ye Ji out, hiding him in a building nearby.
âStay here, donât come out.â
âI can help...â
âStay here.â
â...Yes, darling.â
Ye Ji watched Ming Shu leave. The surrounding area was very quiet, and he pinched Little Beastie gently.
Little Beastie fumed, prickling Ye Jiâs hand with its erect fur.
âSo fierce.â
Little Beastie glared at him. I am a dangerous beauty!
Ye Ji couldnât hear anything from that side, so he directly sat on the stair steps.
...
âDid you see her come this way? Why is there no one around here?â
âBe careful.â
âGo and check over there.â
Several men with guns approached a building cautiously.
Ming Shu stood against the wall. Waiting for the first man to come, she grabbed his gun and reversed it to point at himself.
Boom!
The manâs eyes widened, his pupils reflected with the womanâs smiling face.
âAh, you shot yourself. Itâs none of my business.â
The man fell down. The others heard the noise and came this way.
Ming Shu used the man as a shield and quickly threw several men on the ground.
Except for the first man who shot himself dead, the others were all fine.
Ming Shu tied them up and sat on one side, taking out her snacks. âOkay, tell me now, whoâs the guy that wants my snacks... no, wants to kill me?â
Thereâs always bad people who want to kill me so as to inherit my snacks!
No way!
Iâm not that easy to kill!
The gunmen: â...â
What was happening just now?
Why were they lying here?
âIâm asking you, are you all mute?â Ming Shu gave a kick to the nearest one. âYou, speak.â
The named gunman: â...â
Another gunman who had backbone cut in. âSince weâve fallen into your hands, we admit that we are inferior to you. Just do whatever you want.â
âDid I make you speak?â Ming Shu looked at the gunman.
âYou...â
Ming Shu got a piece of cloth from someone and stuffed it into the gunmanâs mouth. Then she also muffled the othersâ mouths, leaving only the one who was named first.
âWuwuwu...â
âItâs okay, Iâve shut them up. They wonât threaten you, just tell me what you know.â
The gunmen: â...â
There was no light in this area. The girl sat in the dark and they could only see a vague outline of her.
She seemed to be eating something, making kacha kacha noises.
The sound made them very nervous...
âI... I donât know, donât ask me.â
Ming Shu chewed and continued, âYouâre the most timid at a glance. Of course I will ask you.â
The gunman: â???â
How can you see that when itâs so dark?
He was not timid!
The gunman felt the girl seemed to move, then something cold was placed against his forehead.
He knew it very well what the thing was.
His entire body began to shiver.
The sound of the bullet loading was like a hammer on his nerves.
The night wind blew over his back and chilled the gunman.
âI... I, I... Itâs... itâs Brother Kun... Itâs Brother Kun.â
âWuwuwu...â
The murmur of his companions seemed to warn him not to talk nonsense.
Ming Shu asked again, âWho is Brother Kun?â
She never heard of this person!
When did she offend him?
âBrother Kun... Brother Kun is... the head of Spring and Autumn Hall.â
âSpring and Autumn Hall? What is that?â
â...They... they do business in lifespan secretly.â
Ming Shu understood now. She was the one who controlled the East District, and she made it difficult for those who did lifespan business in secret.
It made sense that he wanted to kill her.
...
Ye Ji waited in his spot and looked at the dark streets. The buildings were like evil beasts hidden in the darkness.
He heard footsteps and looked in the direction of the sound.
âDarling.â
Ming Shu stood outside and reached out her hand toward him. âLetâs go.â
Ye Ji put his hand on hers. The temperature immediately passed from his fingertips to his limbs.
It was warm.
Ye Ji offered a smile.
The car still worked. Ming Shu stuffed Ye Ji into the car and drove them back to their place.
âDarling, who wants to kill you?â
As soon as they entered the house, Ye Ji asked her.
âSomeone called Brother Kun.â Ming Shu poured herself a glass of water and drank, then passed it over to Ye Ji.
Ye Ji was not thirsty, but took the water and had a small sip since it was given by Ming Shu.
âWhy does he want to kill you?â
Ye Jiâs voice sounded calm and seemed to be the same as usual.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
But Ming Shu turned around to see the gloominess on his face, which was incompatible with his tone.
As Ming Shu turned around, Ye Ji immediately offered a smile.
âHe has taken a fancy either on my beauty or my talent.â
Ye Ji: â...â
What beauty, and what talent?
No! Should someone covet my darlingâs beauty and talent!
I canât control the impulse to kill!
Ye Ji clenched his fingers tightly, and tried hard to concentrate on Ming Shu.
The impulse seemed to improve a little.