61: Chapter 61 Is Xiao Jiang Dead?; Covering for Your Sister?
61 -61 Is Xiao Jiang Dead?; Covering for Your Sister?
Thinking of the notorious reputation of Green Tea Sister, Jiang Qi felt that she might really dare.
Suddenly, a feeling of fear and unwillingness rose in his heart.
It was the fear and unwillingness of facing death.
This wasn’t his first time confronting death, but it was…
the most absurd time, the time he felt most aggrieved.
He feared death, but what was more overwhelming was his resentment.
He was unwilling to die at the hands of a damn Green Tea Sister.
Before this, the damn Green Tea Sister in his eyes was just a weak little trash.
How could he accept this?
“Whether I dare or not, why don’t you try and find out?” Gu Zhiqi said as she slowly squatted down.
Punch his dog head into pieces!
Flip his heavenly lid with a palm strike!” Chubby Chiu’s fierce voice echoed in Gu Zhiqi’s head.
My boss won’t let you off…
Following the scream, blood splattered everywhere, and the screams gradually weakened until they finally ceased.
“It’s over, it’s over, boss, Xiao Jiang is dead!
No sound anymore!” 007 while listening to the sounds coming from Jiang Qi’s side, was talking to Gu Xiyue on the phone.
He heard the dying screams of Jiang Qi getting weaker until they disappeared, and remembering the conversation he had vaguely heard between Jiang Qi and Green Tea Sister, he thought Jiang Qi might already be dead.
Gu Xiyue paused slightly in her steps, a fleeting coldness flashed through her eyes, but she simply hummed coldly and stepped into the elevator.
Once in the elevator, where the signal weakened, 007 picked up the other call, reaching out to Jiang Qi.
“Xiao Jiang, Xiao Jiang, can you hear me?”
However, after calling out for a long time, there was no sound at all.
Not even a wail of pain or a response.
007 felt that, nine times out of ten, Xiao Jiang was really dead.
Thinking this, he stopped talking.
He began to quietly mourn for Comrade Xiao Jiang.
The elevator went directly to the 8th floor, and as soon as it stopped, Gu Xiyue stepped out briskly.
“Which room?” An icy voice sounded, pulling 007 out of the grief he had just been fostering.
“812, on your right.” Upon hearing Gu Xiyue’s question, 007 quickly replied.
Following 007’s directions, Gu Xiyue headed straight to the right.
From a distance, Gu Xiyue saw a familiar figure and paused in her steps.
“Boss, why have you stopped?” 007, monitoring the situation the entire time, saw Gu Xiyue stop and asked in confusion.
“Something came up.” Gu Xiyue’s gaze was indifferent as she looked at the person standing not far away.
It was a man, holding a cigarette in his hand, leaning against the wall of the hallway, gazing out pensively.
“Just an ordinary person; you can just go over and knock him out,” said 007 casually.
“An acquaintance, my older brother,” Gu Xiyue stated simply.
007 was silent for a few seconds, then cleared his throat lightly, “Well, you still need to go, if you’re late, Xiao Jiang might not be saved.”
In his heart, he still hoped that Xiao Jiang was only unconscious and not dead.
But given Green Tea Sister’s reputation, 007 thought that Xiao Jiang’s chances were slim.
After hearing 007’s words, a flicker passed through Gu Xiyue’s eyes, and without hesitation, she continued walking forward.
As she drew closer, Gu Xiyue realized that the spot where Gu Huaijin was standing was right in front of room 812.
Hearing the footsteps, Gu Huaijin also looked up and saw Gu Xiyue, a flash of surprise crossed his eyes, “Yueyue?
What are you doing here?”
Gu Xiyue gazed at Gu Huaijin, silent for a moment before she finally asked, “Are you…
standing guard for your sister?”
From what 007 suggested, Jiang Qi had gone to bother Gu Zhiqi, so the guest in room 812 was Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Huaijin now stood at Gu Zhiqi’s door; it was hard for Gu Xiyue not to suspect something.
But by the look of it, he seemed completely unaware that there had been a fight inside.