Upon those words, Boss Sun felt even more aggrieved, muttering softly in unwillingness: "This... can you bla ? It’s those people’s lack of enthusiasm. I sent them the ssage just as it got dark, and until now, no one has responded to . Are these guys ignoring the life or death of that woman?"
Hearing this, Qu Hong frowned, reached out to take Boss Sun’s phone, an old-fashioned black and white screen. Opening the mailbox, it stored the exchanges between both parties. These were key clues, not a single one deleted by Boss Sun.
As expected, the recent texts were all sent by Boss Sun, several hours ago, but the other party hadn’t responded, a drastic shift from their previous attitude.
Qu Hong sensed a whiff of danger.
Suddenly, she saw a few bright spots in the rearview mirror, turned her head quickly, and found two cars approaching from the dark road behind them.
At the sa ti, Boss Sun’s phone suddenly rang.
"It’s... it’s the person in touch with calling." Seeing the caller ID, Boss Sun was also startled. After all, their communications were mostly texts before, with few phone calls.
Qu Hong felt a chill in her heart, knowing sothing was wrong. It’s likely that the pregnant woman is already dead; now Boss Sun is useless, and the other party has co to silence him, or perhaps revenge is more precise, since Boss Sun was the one who provoked this.
And naturally, those cooperating with Boss Sun would also be targets to silence. This is troubleso.
Though panicked, with Qu Hong’s experience, she wasn’t scared stiff because fear won’t help; she needed to think of a solution.
"There’s a car coming from behind." Boss Sun noticed at this mont too, the two cars approaching several hundred ters away, one in front of the other.
Qu Hong pretended to be calm, held the backpack containing the Geisha Face, and instructed Boss Sun, "Those people have co, definitely to check the progress here with their own eyes. Rember, just say everything is going smoothly. If they ask where the others are, say they’re in the city, staying at the Heart Inn in the west. Got it?"
The Heart Inn indeed existed; they stayed there on their first day in the city, a small inn hidden in an alley, very hard to find.
"This... got it." Boss Sun, though doubtful, had no choice but to rely on Qu Hong and Chu Xi at this mont, hence he agreed readily.
There were no streetlights here, and the road was uneven. The two cars weren’t moving fast. After gathering her things, Qu Hong quietly opened the car door, got off from the visual blind spot of the two cars, crouched down, and quickly hid in the nearby woods.
But she didn’t go far, just hid behind a tree, peeking out to quietly observe the situation around Boss Sun and the van.
Within less than a minute, the two cars stopped behind the van: a black jeep and a black sedan.
The car doors opened, four people got out successively. Leading them was a middle-aged man in a sailor-striped shirt, burly, with neat short hair, looking very spirited. Besides him, there were two n and a woman.
Boss Sun got out of the car, picked up his phone, and greeted them actively.
The area was relatively quiet, and Qu Hong had good hearing, faintly catching so conversation between the leading man and Boss Sun.
The other party spoke quite amiably, first inquiring about Boss Sun’s progress, then shifting the topic to asking where the others were.
The other three weren’t idle either, spreading out in a triangular formation, with soone checking the van and another squinting at the nearby woods and inside the hospital.
After confirming the answers he wanted, the leading middle-aged man stepped forward, warmly wrapping an arm around Boss Sun’s shoulder, "Boss Sun, I have one good news and one bad news here. Which would you like to hear first?"
"Good... good news, I guess." Boss Sun also sensed sothing amiss, his eyes darting around, looking for Qu Hong’s position.
The middle-aged man grinned, revealing forest-white teeth, "Tonight, it’s us you’ve encountered."
"Wha... what do you an?" Boss Sun tried to break free, only to find the other’s arm as thick as a thigh, making it impossible for him to escape.
"No, you should ask for the bad news next." The middle-aged man turned his face, staring tightly into Boss Sun’s eyes.
"I... I won’t ask, but what exactly do you want? Let tell you, I, Sun Youcai, am not a pushover, I..."
"Pfft!"
"Pft!"
...
Boss Sun opened his mouth wide, blood foam spitting from the corners. He looked down in disbelief at his chest, where a dagger was stabbed into his heart.
"The bad news is that the pregnant woman is already dead, just a few hours ago. Soone paid big money to buy your life." The middle-aged man acted swiftly, seeing Boss Sun tremble as he tried to speak, he deftly withdrew the dagger and stabbed it into Boss Sun’s throat.
Seeing the life in Boss Sun’s eyes gradually fade away, the middle-aged man coldly sneered, "Forgot to tell you, afraid you’d be lonely on the road, we’ve already sent your wife and kids ahead for you. Once you go over, the whole family’s reunion awaits."
"You’ve ssed with the wrong people, next life... be smarter."
After speaking, the man withdrew the dagger, then let go of his arm. A mont later, Boss Sun’s body fell with a thud.
In the shadows, Qu Hong coldly observed all this, as expected. Fortunately, these killers were careless. If it were her, she’d definitely torture first, get a clear understanding before silencing.
This group was efficient, no wasted words. Seeing the elder have finished the kill, one subordinate dragged the body away, throwing it into the car, while the woman returned to their jeep, lifted the trunk, and took out a can of gasoline.
The remaining lean man smoked while keeping an eye on the surroundings, his sharp gaze like an eagle’s scanning the nearby forest.
Fortunately, Qu Hong hid well, not being discovered.
But accidents do happen. Suddenly, the subordinate by the car shouted, and the leading middle-aged man rushed over. At this mont, Qu Hong realized she made a fatal mistake in haste.
She hadn’t tidied the blankets before leaving, the blankets she left on the back seat were likely still warm, and Boss Sun, who rested in the driver’s seat, also had a blanket.
Two blankets, two positions, evidence that at least another person was missing.
Sure enough, after personally feeling the blankets, the middle-aged man’s face turned sullen, then raised his head, looking into the surrounding night, "There’s another alive one, scatter and find him, the blanket’s still warm; he won’t have gone far!"
Qu Hong found herself in a dilemma. With her skills, escaping from under these not-so-professional killers’ noses wasn’t hard, but the problem was Yang Xiao was still nearby. If these people discovered him, everything would be lost.
Seeing the four scatter with weapons, moving toward the area where Yang Xiao was hiding, Qu Hong had no choice but to expose herself, drawing their attention.
"Over there!!" the young woman among the four shouted, pointing at Qu Hong’s location. At that mont, Qu Hong, showing half of her body, turned and fled, dashing deeper into the forest, away from Yang Xiao’s direction.
"Chase!!"
The watchful man flicked away the cigarette butt, being the first to chase after Qu Hong, with the leading middle-aged man right behind him, simultaneously directing with a wave of his hand, shouting at the woman, "Get the car, go around and cut her off from the back!"
This forest wasn’t very large; if soone looked carefully, it couldn’t hide a person. Qu Hong knew this well. At this mont, passive defense wouldn’t work; she needed to seize the opportunity to strike back before they regrouped.
For a genuine bounty hunter like Qu Hong, these killers were re amateurs; it’s just unfortunate she couldn’t use the Power of Resentful Eyes.
With both sides working with cold weapons, as long as she planned well and ambushed successfully, taking down the two chasing her first, she stood a chance.
Another advantage was they didn’t know her true strength, likely mistaking her for re prey escaping for her life.
That’s what she thought, and that’s what she did. She didn’t flee far but quietly laid in wait in the dark, drawing out her dagger, waiting for the right mont.
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