Lu Qingtang grabbed a steel wire rope and landed nimbly from the hotel building, her slender and tall figure moving swiftly all the way until she hid near a cliff.
Hiding in the shadows, she watched seven or eight black jeeps stop on the national highway not far from the hotel.
Dozens of mercenaries of various skin tones rushed down with rifles, countless black silenced guns aimed at every corner of this area.
A car door opened, and a woman dressed in a qipao with charming features stepped out, the jade hairpin in her coiled hair gleaming with a chilling light.
Standing in the night, she said coldly, "Eldest Miss, Sir said, as long as you hand over the item, he will let bygones be bygones regarding everything else!"
Lu Qingtang's dark eyes flashed with an inorganic, icy chill.
She silently counted the number of enemies and their weapons, her cold, pale, and delicate face filled with a grim and sharp murderous intent.
In the boundless midnight, a dead silence hung in the air.
The woman's voluptuous red lips curved upward, her tone chilling, "Sir has given the order to bring the Eldest Miss back... dead or alive!"
Before the words had even faded, Lu Qingtang drew her gun in an instant, and with a "splotch," pierced the space between the eyebrows of the nearest mercenary.
In a split second, this entire area was engulfed in gunfire and ammunition.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lu Qingtang discarded the empty gun, a switchblade sliding from her sleeve, and fiercely thrust it through the throat of the enemy in front of her.
She kicked the corpse away while simultaneously delivering a backhand stab, piercing right through the person who had tried to sneak up behind her.
The wind blew, and the sprawled corpses on the ground emitted a sickening smell of blood.
Looking at Lu Qingtang's fierce and lethal moves, the qipao-wearing woman sneered, suddenly snatched up a sniper rifle, aimed it at the hotel not far away, and venomous malice like a viper burst from the depths of her eyes, "Eldest Miss, if you don't want to implicate the innocent, you'd better surrender!"
Lu Qingtang's pupils contracted, and she stopped her hands in a flash of lightning.
The next second, her head was pressed against by countless pitch-black gun muzzles.
The mercenaries cleared a path, and the qipao-wearing woman walked out. Looking at Lu Qingtang, covered in blood and in such a disheveled, weak state, a trace of mockery appeared on her face, "Eldest Miss, Sir was so doting on you, yet you betrayed him. He is very disappointed in you."
Lu Qingtang raised a hand to press against her chest, coughing up a few mouthfuls of bloody foam in a low wheeze.
Savoring her painful expression, the qipao-wearing woman smiled with malicious intent, "But Sir said, as long as you obediently hand over the item and return with us, he is willing to give you another chance."
Lu Qingtang raised her head to look at the woman before her, fished a metal injection tube from her person, gripped it in her palm, and the corners of her mouth curved into a mocking smile, "Want it, do you?"
The woman looked at the syringe, greed instantly spilling across her face.
Just as she was about to order someone to snatch the item away, she saw Lu Qingtang suddenly raise her hand and, amidst the woman's shrill, frantic screams, plunge the syringe straight into her own body.
The atmosphere at the scene instantly froze.
Everyone stared in horror at Lu Qingtang, many of them barely able to keep a steady grip on their gun muzzles.
The moment the icy medicine entered her body, Lu Qingtang's internal organs began to twist in agonizing pain. Panting heavily, she let out a contemptuous, mocking sneer, "The highest secret of the Country H Research Institute, a formula that Country M spent a fortune to acquire, the one and only top-tier vial in the entire world..."
"Even if you kill me now, there will never be a second one!"
"The money is gone, the person dies in vain, and after paying such a huge price, you end up with nothing in the end—"
Lu Qingtang's dark eyes were ice-cold, her pretty little face devoid of any expression.
Looking down from on high, she stared coldly at the woman, as if through her she was seeing the person standing behind her, and let out a scoff of unadulterated rebellion and defiance, "A bunch of despicable, shameless fools!"
Watching with her own eyes as the item they had spent countless efforts to bring out from the Capital Research Institute was thus destroyed by Lu Qingtang, the woman's eyes split with rage, "Kill her!"
***
At the same time, inside the hotel.
A man between youth and adolescence had changed into a fine, luxury pure black shirt, broad-shouldered and thin-waisted with a tall stature. Perhaps because he had dressed in a hurry, the well-tailored collar was missing two buttons, and several ambiguous red marks were faintly visible on his cold, pale, and slender neck.
With his slender legs crossed, he sat gracefully on the sofa, radiating the high-status nobility and casual ease of someone accustomed to commanding others.
Beneath his dark hair, a pair of peach blossom eyes as black as pitch, utterly devoid of impurities, looked down at the crowd before him. A thought-provoking smile hung on his face, yet his tone carried not a shred of amusement,
"Are you telling me that the surveillance footage showed nothing?"
The person closest to him dropped to his knees in instant terror, "Spare my life, Young Master! We've meticulously checked all the surveillance footage, and we truly didn't see..."
Any woman appearing in this hotel!
Because this young master of the Ning family was in a special situation, wherever he stayed was always heavily guarded.
Let alone a woman, even a female mosquito would find it hard to fly inside.
No one knew why this young master had suddenly bolted out of his room in the middle of the night, wearing a cold face and ordering them to check the surveillance to find a woman!
Ning Yan chuckled lightly, asking with an air of delicate arrogance and mocking nonchalance, "Then the woman who broke into my room in the middle of the night and ravished me—did she drop from the sky?"
At these words, the scene plunged into a dead, tomb-like silence.
Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking blankly at the man's flawless face, so terrified their teeth chattered.
A woman had broken into the Young Master's room, and that woman had even slept with him!
The expressions of the entire group instantly twisted into one of utter despair.
Just when everyone was trembling with fright, expecting this big shot to fly into a murderous rage, they saw the man who had just been accusing someone of forcefully sleeping with him suddenly break into a cool, brilliant smile.
Those seductive, aloof peach blossom eyes revealed an innate obsessiveness and dominance as he said coldly, "The future crown princess of the Ning family—why haven't you gone to find her yet?"
"What if she ran away with a bun in the oven..."
Falling on the ears of the bystanders, those mocking and callous words seemed to carry a trace of a subtle, lingering doting and anticipation.
Terrified out of their wits, everyone in the room drew a sharp breath and fled like they had just received a pardon from death.
Hundreds of luxury black cars fanned out at breakneck speed from the hotel in all directions.
With a mocking smile playing on his lips, Ning Yan got up and returned to the room.
He narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the glaring patch of bright red on the snow-white sheets.
The messy bed, the various chaotic scratch and bite marks on his body, the lingering scent in his breath, and—
Lowering his gaze, Ning Yan looked at the golden coin that had appeared out of thin air in his palm.
Everything pointed to a single, undeniable fact.
Tonight, he had truly, unmistakably been slept with by a woman!
Gazing at the huge, glaring, glittering "1" on the coin, Ning Yan pressed his tongue against his teeth and smiled in a flippant yet dangerous manner.
With a flick of his finger, the pure gold coin was tossed high into the air.
Clang—
Standing on the balcony, Ning Yan's gaze pierced through the cold glass window, sweeping across the city's sea of lights to the dark edge of the horizon, his eyes filled with nothing but coldness and ferocity as he scoffed, "Idiot!"
He had only fallen asleep for a little while, and that idiot inside his body had actually let himself get whored!
Not only got whored, but he had even let the other person run away...
The man's fair, slender hand precisely caught the falling coin, looking down at Qincheng beneath his feet with eyes full of contempt and murderous intent.