QT: Against My Will (Volume 2)

5.37 - Kidnapped - The Sleepless Elite's Wife

The bodyguard who'd been kicked had to remind Mo Luwei that they were not a crime syndicate. "Sir. She didn't attack any of us. We're bodyguards..." In doing so, he suffered yet another kick. This time, the bodyguard gave a long-suffering sigh.

All the bodyguards –excluding the bodyguard who was being kicked, he was too busy sadly patting at his forming bruises– watched silently as Silika trampled over their Boss's ego, over and over again with no signs of stopping.

Gritting his teeth, Mo Luwei threw away his pride just this once so as he dialled Quin Yu's number, "I need you to send someone over..." Hearing no response, he continued, "You owe me a favor."

"Name?" Quin Yu coldly asked Mo Luwei as he aimed his gun at the man before him, making the other tremble in fear.

"..." Mo Luwei hesitated to answer. Was he really going to admit that some ant made him use up this useful favor from the devil himself, Quin Yu?

Quin Yu, dissatisfied with how long it took for Mo Luwei to answer, pulled the trigger as a warning shot not just for the man in front of him who started pissing his pants in fear, but also for Mo Luwei to hurry up.

Hearing the loud warning shot ring and, subsequently, the terrified screaming of whoever Quin Yu was torturing on the other side, Mo Luwei immediately answered with sweat forming on his eyebrows, "Silika Lin," he answered.

"..." Quin Yu's mouth twitched. Hearing that name alone made him consider shooting another bullet at the ground for the hell of it. Out of all the names Mo Luwei had to list, it just had to be that one.

"How did you treat her?" Quin Yu drawled as he approached the kneeling man in front of him. He was getting tired of this pointless conversation –and he was getting annoyed by the stench of urine filling the air– but, since it was a favor asked of him by that stubborn Mo Luwei, he could at least offer some helpful advice to him.

"What does that have to do..."

"Be nice to her," Quin Yu interrupted Mo Luwei's indignant questioning, "That's my favor to you."

"..." Mo Luwei gritted his teeth in annoyance as he watched Silika trapeze away from him. Favour? That was Quin Yu's favor?! He growled as he kicked at his bodyguard out of frustration. Then, he kicked that same bodyguard again to vent the anger that filled up his heart.

The other bodyguards looked pityingly at the undeclared scapegoat. The man who received the pitying glances shook his head. Well, he could at least get some form of pay for any injuries while on the job...

"You'll thank me later. I had the pleasure of meeting her...twice." Saying so, Quin Yu hung up on the angry Mo Luwei. He shook his head as he watched the rancid-smelling man squirm away in an attempt to escape. It was a pathetic sight.

Quin Yu was impatient, so he approached the crying man and placed the gun against the man's forehead. "I will ask you this once, and you will answer me."

"O-oh-kay... don't... don't kill me..." The man sobbed as he pleaded for his life.

Quin Yu apathetically observed the man's psychological barrier break before his eyes. "Tell me where Aoi Hong is," he drawled as he double-tapped the gun's muzzle against the man's forehead, "And tell me who's behind all of this."

"It... it was Su Luqin... she-"

Quin Yu languidly tapped the muzzle of the gun against the man's forehead as a subtle hint to speed up.

The man, understanding this, cried harder as he talked faster, almost becoming a blubbering mess, "She ordered us to send that girl to a pile of men! She wanted us to watch her be gang ra- no- no, don't! Please— ugh!"

Quin Yu had enough. He slammed the grip of his gun into the man's nose, turning it into a bleeding mess.

This was the man's last warning as Quin Yu coldly ordered him, "Just tell me where Aoi Hong is."

The man, after revealing Aoi Hong's location, watched Quin Yu walk away from him with hope bursting in his heart. He was going to live—

"Oh, sorry. I almost forgot about you." Unapologetically, Quin Yu aimed his gun at the man's head and watched the man's hope fade away with his breath.

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On the outskirts of Pujing City...

Aoi Hong's eyes were covered, but she could hear the frightening sounds of a violent fight between a group of people. When someone had taken off the fabric covering her eyes, she gradually adjusted to the sudden colors and was surprised to see Li Jie.

Unusually, Li Jie was cold and grim. This was the first time for Aoi Hong to see Li Jie being so cold; usually, he was as gentle as a spring breeze. She gulped as she studied the bruises covering his cheeks and nose, not to mention his messy clothes.

"H-how did you... ?" Aoi Hong trailed off.

"I overheard Su Luqin's phone call," Li Jie untied the ropes that looped around Aoi Hong's wrists and ankles in complicated knots, "I called the police."