Chapter 743: Chapter 743: All Depending on His Single Word Chapter 743: Chapter 743: All Depending on His Single Word “…”
Chiyo Ito trembled all over, staring in disbelief.
A flicker of fear passed across her delicate face.
For the first ti, she felt as if the grim reaper had seized her throat, her life or death depending on a single word from the man before her.
“I’ve already said that I accidentally spilled the tea. Is Mr. Jie going to ruin because of this?” Chiyo Ito desperately argued.
If Qin Youxuan really was ruined, then Dan Hanjie was certainly enraged. She wouldn’t gain anything by confronting him directly.
Better to back down.
Without Qin Youxuan as an obstacle, she would soon have an opportunity.
If she were touched by those n, Dan Hanjie would certainly not give her another glance. She had to figure out how to protect herself.
“You are indeed smart, but haven’t you noticed sothing missing?” Dan Hanjie’s fingertip was holding a chic hairpin out of the blue.
Chiyo Ito instinctively reached to touch her hair but found nothing.
A shadow fell across her eyes.
If the item had ended up in Dan Hanjie’s hand, her encounter with Dan Hanxi would also be exposed.
“It seems we have nothing more to say.” Dan Hanjie’s eyes narrowed. Reflected in them was a bloodthirsty light. “I once ntioned in Arica, that if anyone dares to hurt a single hair of hers, I will make them pay tenfold. It seems I don’t have to try hard in Japan, as long as you, Chiyo Ito, are the example, I believe no one else would dare!”
With a flick of Dan Hanjie’s finger, the bodyguards, who were standing steadily a mont ago, sprang into action.
They quickly pressed Chiyo Ito against the wall and reached to tear her clothes off.
She was about to scream when soone imdiately covered her mouth.
She could only stare wide-eyed as her skirt was lifted.
Chiyo Ito was pinned against the wall as if she was fish on a chopping board, ready to be carved up.
Fear swept over her as she stared unblinkingly at Dan Hanjie.
Dan Hanjie didn’t budge as if he hadn’t seen anything. He amused himself by toying with the wedding ring on his unnad finger, a cold smile on his face.
“Bang–”
Just as Chiyo Ito thought she was inescapable doom, a gunshot suddenly rang out.
The man who was about to rip her dress fell to the ground.
“Protect Mr. Jie!”
Under Yao’s command, everyone imdiately surrounded Dan Hanjie. Chiyo Ito felt a sense of lightness before she slid down to the ground.
“Bang–”
A second gunshot. This ti, from Yao’s direction. He barely dodged, but the person next to him fell to the ground.
“Sniper at six o’clock. Conceal and search!” At the sa ti, Dan Hanjie sprang to his feet, quickly drew his gun, and darted to the wall.
Following the two gunshots, it remained quiet for a long ti.
When the bodyguards finally located the sniper’s spot, there was no one there.
Even Chiyo Ito, who was just lying in the corner, had disappeared.
“Mr. Jie, we’ve fallen for a trap.” Yao returned to Dan Hanjie’s side and reported in a low voice.
Dan Hanjie squinted his eyes. “They won’t get far. Search with this location as the center, go!”
…
In the dark, two figures were frantically rushing toward the street, with persistent footsteps echoing behind them.
“I can’t go on, I’m too tired, I can’t run anymore.” Chiyo Ito leaned against the wall, gasping heavily, her long hair disheveled from the running.
Her eyes were slightly red as she looked at the man who stopped ahead.
“The car is nearby. Whether you want to keep going or stay here and wait to die – it’s up to you.”
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