Two men were shot straight through the thigh! The marksmanship wasn’t precise, but luck seemed to be on their side.
Her gun was pointed directly at the man leading the group, and she spoke in a deep voice:
"You want to use me to threaten Lu Qing? I alone should be enough. Let the others go."
Joanna was already losing too much blood and was on the verge of fainting, so she had to be taken to the hospital immediately!
Ouyang Yan’s eyes darkened: "Do you think you’re qualified to negotiate with me?"
Qin Miaomiao quirked her eyebrow slightly and lifted the gun in her hand: "I’m negotiating with this. Why don’t you guess what the odds are of this bullet finding its way into your body? Even if my aim isn’t great, it’s probably a high probability, right? Besides, the person who’s been shot, she’s the Mafia boss’s daughter. If she dies, you’ll likely spend the rest of your life being hunted down."
Ouyang Yan clearly hadn’t anticipated that she’d dare to threaten him!
"Also, if my hand slips and I accidentally pull the trigger, blowing your head off, don’t blame me."
Ouyang Yan’s face turned grim before he sneered coldly:
"Fine, my target is only you anyway."
"Oh, and one more thing. Our car tires are shot. Please prepare another vehicle for them."
Ouyang Yan grew increasingly impatient: "I warn you, don’t push your luck!"
Bang! She fired another shot, skimming so close to his toes it was nearly negligible. Raising a brow, she said, "Sorry, my hand slipped."
Little seventh carried the unconscious Joanna into the car, while Little sixth stayed behind.
Qin Miaomiao frowned, "You leave too."
Little sixth replied nonchalantly, "Young Madam, if I go back , Young Master Lu will kill me."
Fair enough, with Lu Qing’s style, that’s entirely possible.
Little seventh gave Qin Miaomiao a deep look before stepping on the gas and driving away.
Now, Qin Miaomiao and Little sixth, surrounded on all sides, were facing a group of seemingly ruthless... villains.
"Now, this young lady can come with me, right?"
She suddenly spoke, pointing the gun at her own head, and grinned at him: "Lu Qing absolutely hates being threatened. I do too, so..."
She actually pulled the trigger!
Not only Little sixth, but even Ouyang Yan was scared out of his wits.
Bang... (accompanied by her whistle)
The gun chamber was empty; there weren’t any bullets inside!
Qin Miaomiao casually tossed the gun aside like a prank, smiled at Ouyang Yan’s face—now as dark as it could get—and took a step forward, speaking in an indifferent tone:
"Please retrieve all the clothes, shoes, bags, and whatever else I tossed away earlier. If you can’t find them, kindly compensate me at full original price—roughly a few million. I only accept cash, no checks. Consider it compensation. Thank you."
Ouyang Yan felt that his years of stellar reputation—the nickname of the assassin world’s most gentlemanly killer—were on the verge of collapse at this moment. He seriously wanted to put a bullet in her!
He heard himself grinding his teeth as he spoke:
"You... seem to be unclear of your situation. I could kill you at any moment!"
Qin Miaomiao tutted twice: "You won’t. I’m more valuable alive. Besides, Lu Qing doesn’t do things without reason. When he blew up your base... it was probably because you were planning to assassinate him, right? So, you’re using me as bait to lure him out and kill him."
"Your guess is correct."
"Actually, I think, why don’t you just take the money and run? The base is gone anyway. Money rules the world; with it, how hard is it to make a comeback? Judging by your looks, you’re probably a top-tier figure in the assassin world—one of the biggest names on the streets. Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll give you a billion first. If you think the price is off, we can negotiate. Think of it as your seed money for starting fresh. What do you say?"
Everyone around froze like statues, and Little sixth burst out laughing unreservedly. Oh my, since when did his Young Madam become so funny?
Negotiating terms with the number one assassin, ’Blade’? And leaving him utterly dumbfounded in the process?
If word of this gets out, Young Madam, you’ll become famous overnight!