Chapter 101.3: The General's Daughter Who Eloped with the Lowly Stage Actor (9)

Qian YunSheng suddenly stood up and lunged at Tang YingZhi, but due to his limited mobility, he couldn't strike the man. Instead, he received a heavy kick to the stomach, causing him to crash onto the carpet, curling up in pain and groaning.

Despite biting his teeth to suppress the pain while cold sweat dotted his forehead, those star-like radiant eyes still gleamed with a sword-like sharpness, piercing through Tang YingZhi's smiling face.

"Bullying... A woman... What a scum... Despicable..."

"Too noisy."

Tang YingZhi frowned slightly before stuffing the handkerchief back into Qian YunSheng's mouth.

After that, he delivered a punch to Qian YunSheng's left cheek, adding another mark of disarray to his body.

"I'll gladly grant your wish once I'm done playing. For now, stay quietly on the side."

The handkerchief in Qian YunSheng's mouth gradually soaked with blood as he struggled to crawl up from the ground, enduring the pain coursing through his body.

Still, he did not hesitate to crawl towards Gu MingYue's direction step by step.

Meanwhile, in the eyes of the Tang YingZhi, Qian YunSheng's actions were nothing but meaningless. Amused by his pitiful state, he let out a scornful laugh

After a mocking glance at Qian YunSheng, he eagerly pressed himself against Gu MingYue, lifting her slender legs and wrapping them around his waist.

He sensed the lingering moisture as he explored the woman's delicate flesh with his hand, and then, using his other hand, Tang YingZhi skillfully undid his belt.

He had a small pistol strapped to his waist, evidently ready for any unforeseen circumstances.

Just like Gu MingYue's timely and soft-spoken words, her demeanour was completely submissive. Her eyes, clear and strangely alluring like those of a young deer, gazed up at Tang YingZhi as she gently traced her hand along his exposed chest. From Qian YunSheng's perspective, it might have appeared as if she was pushing him away, but to Tang YingZhi, her cool and smooth touch on his skin felt like a seductive invitation, without the slightest hint of resistance.

In fact, Tang YingZhi had been struggling to hold himself back. The scorching heat beneath him was incredibly intense, causing a noticeable tent to form in his trousers. Throughout his teenage years, he encountered various women and believed that no woman could make him lose control.

However, Gu MingYue turned out to be an exception.

Despite lacking the halo of a female lead, Gu MingYue had her alluring skills honed through her past missions, enchanting various men along the way. Her past experiences had given her a fragrance of allure that was both beautiful and mysterious. Whenever she wished, every movement she made with her body could ignite an irresistible itch in a man's heart.

The nature of men, or one could say their primal instincts, made them react the same way when faced with a rare beauty, regardless of their diverse personalities and backgrounds.

In the realm of desires, whether fueled by love or repulsion, some things remain constant and unchanging.

Perhaps it was Tang YingZhi's overbearing arrogance that clouded his judgment, or maybe he simply believed his preparations were flawless. Either way, he failed to realize that the two individuals in his grasp were far from defenceless. Alternatively, it could have been Gu MingYue's deceptive allure that lulled him into a false sense of security, leaving him utterly unprepared. However, the moment a sleek and simple Western-style metal hairpin touched his heart, he froze in place.

Lying on the sofa, Gu MingYue's hair cascaded like gentle waves over the plush velvet cushion, her expression as alluring and pitiable as ever. Yet, precisely lodged between the gaps of his bones, the sharp hairpin was an ominous reminder of its lethal potential. Should she choose to exert even the slightest pressure, Tang YingZhi had no doubt that the metallic weapon would pierce through his heart like a venomous sting.

Knowing full well the perilous nature of their journey, Gu MingYue could not afford to be unprepared. The delicate and exquisite Western hairpin she now held was carefully selected from the jewellery she had brought along from Xue HeZe's estate. In the absence of any other suitable weaponry, this seemingly insignificant hairpin would serve as her last resort and might determine the outcome of their tumultuous encounter.

Assassination is all about precision, swiftness, and seizing the right moment. It doesn't require extravagant weapons or superhuman strength, but rather a deadly combination of speed and skill.

Gu MingYue's hand caressed Tang YingZhi's tense muscles, tracing a tantalizing path from his shoulders to his waist. With a seductive touch, she skillfully drew the gun from its holster, its muzzle finding its mark against his side waist near the sofa.

In an instant, the power dynamics shifted dramatically, leaving Tang YingZhi struggling to react to Gu MingYue's lightning-fast movements. Any wrong move on his part, and the sharp hairpin in her hand would mercilessly pierce his flesh, sealing his fate.

"Let's strike a deal." Gu MingYue whispered provocatively, her face buried in his shoulder, her voice barely above a whisper, as if bargaining for their lives. Her body trembled with concealed laughter, creating a deceptive appearance of tearful vulnerability.

"You think I'll just let you go? Not a chance!" Tang YingZhi retorted with venomous determination. His face twisted in fury and his expression became ferocious as he wished he could obliterate Gu MingYue's pretty face with his fists right then and there.

"Don't even try to make a move." Gu MingYue coolly cautioned, her hand still pressing the metal hairpin against his chest. "Our fighting styles are different, and I might accidentally slip. And, my, your life is precious, isn't it?" She paused briefly before innocently adding, "I wonder how amusing it would be if the illustrious Tang YingZhi met his end here. Will your dear little brother be able to carry on the Tang family's legacy?"

Her laughter was subtle, her eyes alluring, but Tang YingZhi only yearned to smash that beautiful face into a mess of blood and pain.

"Now tell me, what do you want? I'll. Surely. Fulfil. Your. Wishes!"

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