Watching Jing Zhiyue pouring gasoline, Qin Qin’s expression changed immediately, "You’re insane, Jing Zhiyue!"
She was completely drained of strength, even lacking the energy to lift her hand. This time, Jing Zhiyue’s drug was indeed potent; it seemed that in order to capture her, she had really gone to great lengths.
Jing Zhiyue’s eyes were tinged with a slight blood-red hue, and her face, covered in scar tissue, was twisted and terrifying. "Yes, I am insane. Of course, I am, as long as you die with me, I am content."
What meaning was there for her to live now? The person she loved the most wished her dead, everyone else despised her. What point was there in living? It was better to die. To be able to die alongside the person she hated most in this lifetime satisfied her!
Throwing away the can, Jing Zhiyue walked up to Qin Qin, "Do you think... do you think we will meet again in our next life?!"
Without waiting for Qin Qin to answer, Jing Zhiyue’s eyes crazed and fierce, "If there is a next life, I will be sure to kill you first."
"Do you think someone like you will have a next life? Jing Zhiyue, you’re vicious and ruthless, heaven gave you a chance to be reborn, how could it possibly give you a second chance at rebirth."
"Even if there is, it would only be me! Imagine, if you die and by some chance, I survive, wouldn’t you be at a loss?"
Qin Qin spoke to Jing Zhiyue, hoping to buy time. She believed that whether it was Qi Tianshang or Mo Yunchen, they would come to rescue her. The only thing now was to delay time.
"Shut up, shut your mouth! You bitch, talking nonsense!"
In a frenzy, Jing Zhiyue grabbed Qin Qin’s throat tightly, applying just a little pressure. Qin Qin painfully closed her eyes, the suffocation was making her uncomfortable.
"I’m not talking nonsense, you should know, shouldn’t you? You killed me in our previous life, and in this life you still want to kill me. Jing Zhiyue, do you think you can still live?"
Jing Zhiyue stared at Qin Qin, watching her barely breathing, and suddenly let go, laughing, "You want to buy time? No way!"
She walked away and picked up the matches lying aside, striking one fiercely, the flame reflecting a savage fierceness in her eyes.
"Qin Qin, join me, let’s go to the Yellow Springs together!"
She threw the match into the corner, watching the fire spread quickly. Qin Qin’s expression changed; she gritted her teeth hard. Jing Zhiyue had indeed gone mad.
She lay beside the couch, lowering her head to glance at her slightly moving fingers. She had only this bit of strength left, nowhere near enough to escape from here.
As the flames spread, could she do nothing but wait to die?
Mo Yunchen, this time, she was the one who had let him down!
Suddenly, panicked screams came from outside, shouting for help to extinguish the fire, followed by a multitude of footsteps.
The first to notice the smoke was a passing woman, who yelled around frantically.
Several passersby saw this scene, their expressions changed, and they quickly went to fetch water to put out the fire.
The anxious woman stood to the side, just about to take out her phone to call the firefighters, when numerous urgent footsteps reached her ears. She turned around, and to her surprise, saw two or three dozen men dressed in black entering their poor area slated for demolition. Leading them was a tall and imposing man wearing a mask, allowing only his fine and firm chin, and thin lips pursed in displeasure to be seen, his eyes behind the mask were as deep as ice.
"Who are these people? How did they get here?" A low murmur of confusion came from next to the woman, who, frightened, ran to the side, no longer daring to fight the fire.
Qi Tianshang and Han Ye stood at the site of the fire, their expressions changing dramatically.
The twenty or so men in black were directed by Han Ye to fight the fire.
Han Ye grabbed one of the firefighters and asked coldly, "Did the woman who lives here bring a young lady in here today?"
The grabbed person shook his head in fear, indicating he did not know.
Another burly man who was fighting the fire stepped forward and said, "Yes, I saw that woman helping a young girl into this place, and they didn’t come out for a long time."
The woman who rented the place hadn’t been there long, and always covered her face with a mask. Many people saw the many scars on her face; she had been disfigured, and they wondered what she had done to be treated so cruelly.
Upon hearing this, Qi Tianshang stepped forward, only to be stopped by Han Ye, "Honorable Master, the fire is too fierce, you can’t go in."
Qi Tianshang gave Han Ye a cold look, and Han Ye released his hold, stepping back, "Allow me to go in, Honorable Master."
Qi Tianshang took a bucket of water from one of his subordinates, doused himself with it, and was about to rush into the fire when Han Ye held him back once more.
"Honorable Master, no matter how you punish me when you return, I won’t let you go in."