Someone Won't Listen

When Luo Yihuaung heard this, Ye Fengwu looked at Luo Yihuaung's eyes faintly, and then said with interest: "How can you see that I care about that woman? She is just a plaything that I am temporarily interested in."

Luo Yihuaung just smiled charmingly and said indifferently: "Is that so? From what I know, for her sake, you made Jiang Hao deal with the Qin family. For her sake, you did not hesitate to offend Xihou Heifeng alone. In my inference, the Qin family probably won't last a few more days, and all this is what you did for Qin Qinghan."

"You are very mysterious, I can't guess your identity. Even now, I still doubt whether you are really a killer or not. However, the only thing that can be confirmed is that you care a lot about Qin Qinghan, right?"

As she spoke, Luo Yihuaung cast a faint smile at Ye Fengwu. There was a faint sense of threat in her eyes that were so beautiful that they could not be described in words.

Hearing Luo Yihuaung's analysis, Ye Fengwu was slightly surprised. He still underestimated this woman's intelligence.

Then, Ye Fengwu spread his hands and said, "Okay, I admit it. I'm not a killer. I'm here to protect you. You should also feel how much I have taken care of you along the way."

When she heard this, Luo Yihuaung grunted bitterly, "I really have to thank you very much."

All the way, besides being rude and overbearing, she really didn't see where he had taken care of her. Okay, he made her feet unable to walk normally until now.

Obviously, Luo Yihuaung could not really believe that Ye Fengwu was here to protect her, because all his performance made her unable to figure him out.

"What should I do?" At this time, the phone was already on speakerphone, and Lin Yu's voice came into Luo Yihuaung's ears.

Luo Yihuaung said, "Let Qin Qinghan intern for half a month. I will make arrangements for her when I get back."

"You'd better expect her to not lose a single hair." Ye Fengwu said viciously to the phone, and then hung up.

From beginning to end, Luo Yihuaung remained calm and composed. With just a few simple words, she had completely threatened Ye Fengwu.

The meaning was already very obvious. Qin Qinghan was waiting for her to return to make work arrangements. As long as something happened to her, Qin Qinghan would definitely not get away unharmed.

"Go buy me a pair of flats." Luo Yihuaung walked past Ye Fengwu very indifferently and said flatly. Her aura at this moment seemed to have become the domineering queen again.

Seeing this, Ye Fengwu grunted bitterly, "Do you really think you have the capital to negotiate terms with me now?"

"Size 38. Bring breakfast too, thanks." Luo Yihuaung walked to the bedside, took a sip of mineral water, and said to Ye Fengwu indifferently again.

Ye Fengwu was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said coldly, "38, it really suits you."

However, Ye Fengwu did not leave, but said, "For your own good, you'd better come with me."

Luo Yihuaung elegantly sat on the bed, with no intention of getting up. Her feet hurt badly now, and she was too lazy to walk.

Seeing Luo Yihuaung sitting there like a queen waiting to be served, Ye Fengwu gnashed his teeth angrily. However, when he saw her fair and delicate feet in her slippers, the anger in Ye Fengwu's eyes gradually turned into helplessness.

Because Luo Yihuaung's feet were really horribly battered, and it seemed that there were even more blisters. Then, Ye Fengwu walked to the window, lifted a curtain, looked outside, and then threw something onto the bed, snorting, "I hope you won't need this thing."

After saying that, Ye Fengwu left the room and locked the door from outside.

Luo Yihuaung looked at the thing on the bed, and a trace of anger appeared in her beautiful eyes.

What was on the bed turned out to be her lipstick. In fact, there was a bullet hidden in this lipstick, which, although not as powerful as a pistol, could still penetrate a person's body.

All the way, Luo Yihuaung had thought she lost it, but it turned out Ye Fengwu had stolen it.

The lipstick was something she carried with her, and Luo Yihuaung, who was always repulsed by men, didn't know how many places Ye Fengwu had touched.

"I hope you can live to spend that billion." Luo Yihuaung said coldly. She would not let a killer who could threaten her life at any time live.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Yihuaung suddenly unbuttoned two buttons on her shirt, and a snow-white glimpse that made people's blood boil appeared instantly.

Then, Luo Yihuaung reached into her neckline and took out something the size of a voice recorder from the snow-white.

Recalling Ye Fengwu's words yesterday, Luo Yihuaung just wanted to hack him into pieces. This bastard had actually searched all over her body without her knowing, but fortunately, he didn't touch her private parts, otherwise this little thing would have been taken away by him too.

As she lightly pressed it a few times, the thing that looked like a voice recorder suddenly made a beep sound.

"Yihuaung, what happened to you in such a small county?"

Immediately afterwards, a woman's voice came from the little thing, the voice was vaguely charming, but also with a touch of worry.

This thing was obviously a miniature mobile phone.

"I was kidnapped by a killer, and another group of killers are chasing me from behind." Luo Yihuaung told the woman on the phone about her situation.

Hearing this, the voice on the phone fell silent for a while before speaking again: "Where did the person who kidnapped you go?"

"He went to buy something. I promised to give him a billion, plus other chips, he will send me back to Haihua City. I want you to help me kill him, his name is Ye Fengwu." Luo Yihuaung said indifferently.

"Ye Fengwu..." The voice on the phone suddenly became a little strange, but soon, the woman inside spoke again: "Yihuaung, your situation is very dangerous. Destroy the phone immediately. Since I can locate you, those killers can do the same. You really shouldn't use this phone."

Hearing this, Luo Yihuaung's face suddenly turned pale. She remembered Ye Fengwu's words yesterday.

So Luo Yihuaung said, "I will leave here immediately, and the phone will be destroyed too."

The voice on the phone suddenly became heavier: "Yihuaung, if you believe me, then temporarily trust that Ye Fengwu for now. With him, he can definitely send you to Haihua City, and I will also immediately set off for Haihua City."

The phone call was disconnected, but Luo Yihuaung became complicated because of the warning on the phone. Why did she let herself trust a killer? It could be heard that she knew Ye Fengwu.

This was Luo Yihuaung's feeling. When she said Ye Fengwu's name, she felt the abnormality from the other end of the phone.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Yihuaung walked directly into the bathroom, threw the small phone into the toilet, and flushed it with water.

Bang bang bang~!

When Luo Yihuaung had just washed up, the room door was suddenly knocked, making her body tense.

"Who is it?" Luo Yihuaung held the lipstick in her hand and said flatly to the door.

"Police, routine inspection." Soon, a woman's voice came from outside.

Luo Yihuaung's vigilance did not relax, but said, "My boyfriend took the key away. Come back in five minutes, okay?"

"That won't work." Immediately afterwards, a playful voice came from outside.

In an instant, Luo Yihuaung felt something was wrong. Just as she was about to run to the window, she heard a loud noise, and the room door was smashed open.

Immediately, a man and a woman walked in. The man was nearly two meters tall, with a burly figure and extremely sturdy. The woman was wearing leather clothes and pants. Although her appearance was not particularly outstanding, her seductive curves were unusually eye-catching.

"Someone didn't listen and used a phone." The woman looked at Luo Yihuaung playfully and said coquettishly.

At this moment, Luo Yihuaung finally realized that she had made a mistake. If she had known, she should have listened to Ye Fengwu.

The two people were c45 and c46. Early in the morning, they came to this small county and were just worried about being unable to track Luo Yihuaung when they captured a trace of a cell phone signal, which they were sure belonged to Luo Yihuaung. It was really finding a needle in a haystack.

"Come with us obediently and suffer less." c45 strode towards Luo Yihuaung with heavy steps, and a brute iron hand reached rudely for Luo Yihuaung.

Luo Yihuaung took a few steps back in panic and took out the gun in his hand. He aimed it directly at c45's chest and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A gunshot rang out and a bullet accurately hit c45's chest.

Thud thud thud!

The gunshot made c45's massive body stumble back two steps. A rugged face also showed a faint hint of pain.

Click!

A soft sound entered Luo Yihuaung's ears. He saw a small object fall from c45's body.

In an instant, Luo Yihuaung's face paled, because the thing that fell from c45's body was a deformed bullet.

This bullet had not been able to pierce through the robust man's skin at all. It had merely slid off his thin jacket and fallen. Luo Yihuaung had not even seen a trace of injury on him.

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