A beautiful woman is a treasure, but a woman like Lin Jingzhi—beautiful, alluring, and playful—is a treasure among treasures!
Ye Qiu had experienced her charm countless times, yet each time, Lin Jingzhi managed to give him a fresh sensation, leaving him insatiable.
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Forty minutes later.
An intense battle came to an end.
Lin Jingzhi lay in Ye Qiu’s arms, playfully whining, “Hubby, are you tired?”
“Not tired.”
Since acquiring innate qi, Ye Qiu’s stamina had surged dramatically. A fierce battle left him feeling no fatigue whatsoever.
“Then let’s continue, but I have one condition.”
“What condition?”
“This time, I want to be on top.” Lin Jingzhi flipped over, straddling Ye Qiu. “You’re not allowed to move. Let me take care of you.”
The charge had been sounded.
Ye Qiu closed his eyes, ready to enjoy Lin Jingzhi’s attentive service.
However, things didn’t go as planned.
At the critical moment, Qian Duoduo’s voice suddenly came from outside: “Cousin, Cousin, get up quick! Something’s happened!”
The two in the room froze mid-motion.
“What happened?” Ye Qiu asked in a deep voice.
“Mu En’s here, and he brought a lot of people,” Qian Duoduo said.
Damn it, he dares to show up? What’s he planning?
Courting death?
Ye Qiu was in the heat of the moment, and this interruption irritated him. He said, “Sister Lin, stay in the room and wait for me. I’ll go check it out.”
“Mm.” Lin Jingzhi nodded obediently, adding as Ye Qiu headed out, “Hubby, come back quick. Don’t make me wait too long, or the mood will be gone.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.” Ye Qiu strode out.
The next second, a glint of killing intent flashed in his eyes.
In the courtyard on the ground floor of the inn, over a hundred people were gathered.
Outside the inn, there were even more—five or six hundred at least.
Among them were many bruised and battered faces, whom Ye Qiu immediately recognised as the group he had beaten at the factory earlier that day.
Hundreds of people surrounded the inn, inside and out, creating a scene reminiscent of a gang showdown in a Hong Kong movie.
Ye Qiu’s gaze swept over the crowd and landed on Mu En.
Mu En stood at the centre, flanked by a group of followers, with Ma Dong, Gao Fei, and Mr. Yao by his side.
“Kid, we meet again!”
Mu En spoke first upon seeing Ye Qiu, his smile laced with coldness.
Ye Qiu stood on the second-floor corridor, hands behind his back, looking down at Mu En. He said calmly, “What are you here for?”
“What am I here for? Heh, Mr. Ye, you’re playing dumb!”
Mu En said, “I won’t make things difficult for you. Return that top-grade red jade to me, cut off both your hands as an apology, and I’ll let it slide.”
“Oh, and…”
Mu En’s tone shifted. “Hand over Lin Jingzhi, and I’ll spare your pathetic life.”
Ye Qiu laughed in anger. “Return the red jade, cut off my hands to apologise, and hand over my woman to you? Mr. Mu, has your brain been flooded?”
“Ye Qiu, watch how you speak!” Ma Dong shouted. “Uncle Mu sparing your life is already a great mercy. Don’t be ungrateful.”
Gao Fei chimed in, “Ye Qiu, I advise you to do exactly as Mr. Mu says, or you’re headed for a dead end.”
Mr. Yao barked, “Surname Ye, hand over the top-grade red jade to Mr. Mu now, or I’m not done with you.”
Ye Qiu smirked. “And if I don’t, what can you do to me?”
“If you don’t do as I say, don’t blame me for being ruthless.” Mu En shot Ma Dong a look.
Ma Dong pulled a gun from his pocket.
Clearly, they had come prepared, specifically to kill Ye Qiu.
Rumble—
Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed from the sky.
It was ear-splitting.
The massive noise made everyone on the ground look up, spotting several black dots moving rapidly across the horizon. In just seconds, they appeared above the inn.
“Why are there so many planes?”
“Are you blind? Those aren’t planes—they’re fighter jets!”
“What? Fighter jets?”
“One, two, three, four… twenty!”
“My God, twenty fighter jets!”
“What are fighter jets doing here?”
The crowd on the ground panicked.
These people rarely even saw an armed helicopter, and now twenty fighter jets had appeared. How could they not be alarmed?
The twenty jets circled above the inn, showing no intention of leaving.
Ye Qiu also found it odd. Why had so many fighter jets shown up all of a sudden?
He noticed the words “Northern Border” printed on the jets.
These jets were from the Northern Border?
Wasn’t the Northern Border Xiao Jiu’s territory?
Ye Qiu’s mind raced with questions.
Mu En was visibly uneasy. “What’s going on? Why are there so many jets?”
Ma Dong, a spoiled rich kid, had never seen such a spectacle. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he asked Gao Fei, “What do we do now?”
Gao Fei quickly said, “Young Master Ma, Mr. Mu, no matter what these jets are here for, I think we need to take out Ye Qiu first.”
“That kid’s skills are too dangerous. If we don’t kill him now, he might come after us later.”
“Besides, the arrow’s already nocked—we have to fire. Everyone’s watching.”
“We’ve pulled out our weapons. If we don’t act now, we’ll be a laughingstock.”
Fearing hesitation from Mu En and Ma Dong, Gao Fei pressed, “Mr. Mu, only by killing Ye Qiu can you get the top-grade red jade and that woman, Lin Jingzhi.”
“Young Master Ma, if Mr. Mu doesn’t get the red jade back, you’ll have to compensate him ten billion. Can you afford that?”
These words steeled Mu En and Ma Dong’s resolve.
“Kill!”
They shouted in unison.
Almost simultaneously, Ma Dong raised his hand, aiming the gun at Ye Qiu.
At that moment, gunfire erupted from the jets.
Bang!
Bang!
Two bullets pierced the temples of Ma Dong and Mu En, killing them instantly.
Bang!
Another shot rang out, a bullet tearing through Gao Fei’s heart.
Seeing this, Mr. Yao turned to flee, but after just a few steps, a bullet struck his forehead, and his body crumpled to the ground.
“Everyone below, listen up! Drop your weapons immediately, put your hands on your heads, and squat, or you’ll be killed without mercy!”
A booming voice blared through a loudspeaker from the jets.
With Mu En and his key allies dead, his men were already in disarray and quickly complied.
Soon, one of the jets began to descend.
At about a dozen meters from the ground, a nimble figure rappelled down, landing in the inn’s courtyard.
Dressed in military gear, his face stern and strikingly handsome, he looked like the epitome of a reader’s ideal hero.
Tang Fei!
Ye Qiu was surprised. Leaping lightly, he landed in the courtyard and asked with a smile, “What are you doing here?”
Tang Fei said gravely, “Ye Qiu, come with me immediately.”
“The Northern Border is in crisis.”
“Champion Marquis Xiao Jiu’s life hangs in the balance!”
