Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The black luxury car drove forward. The sky outside the window was foggy, making it difficult to tell where it was going.

Bai Yiyi sat in the back seat, looking down as she asked, "Where did A-Che ask you to take me?"

After being rescued from Beixing Port, Ling Che had her sent back to the villa in Wendu Water City, and also arranged for several bodyguards to guard outside the villa.

It seemed that he cared about her very much, but he never came to ask her anything, not even a phone call.

It was now four o'clock in the morning, and he suddenly asked his bodyguard to pick her up, but he didn't say where they were going or what they were going to do.

Qi Shui just drove quietly and replied politely, "Mr. Ling said, you'll know when you get there."

"Then..." Bai Yiyi asked softly, "Have those who kidnapped me been caught?"

"Yes."

Bai Yiyi didn't ask any more questions. She glanced at the environment outside the window. It was a road she had never been to.

After driving for about half an hour, the vehicle stopped.

Qi Shui pushed her into a villa.

When she came out of the elevator to the basement, she suddenly heard a loud "bang" sound, which scared her.

She grabbed the sides of the wheelchair with both hands. "What's that noise?"

"Young Master Ling is practicing with his spear."

Qi Shui was behind her, his voice calm, sounding like he was used to it.

Practice shooting?

Bai Yiyi never knew that Ling Che could use such a dangerous weapon as a gun.

Walking through a dark corridor, the sound of gunfire became clearer and clearer.

Bang-!

Bang-!

Bang-!

There were several more deafening noises, accompanied by the terrified howls of several men.

Several sounds mixed together, making people feel uneasy.

The entire basement was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The pistol was loaded again, and the man sitting on the leather chair curled his lips.

A few meters in front of him, several men were tied to the pillars of the slide track. As the slide track moved left and right, the men became living targets walking left and right.

He sat in a casual posture, holding the gun and looking straight ahead. The bullets accurately passed by the left and right sides of the cheeks of several men. You could even hear the sound of the bullets passing by your ears.

Every time he fired a gun, howling sounds came from the basement.

The men looked ashen, their crotches were flooded with urine.

Ling Che laughed disdainfully, "It's boring."

Hearing footsteps behind him, he played with the gun in his hand, "Yiyi is here."

Bai Yiyi's eyes dropped to the ground, trying to calm herself down. "A Che? A Che, where is this place? What are you doing?"

There was a faint smile on Ling Che's handsome face with deep contours. He hooked his finger at Bai Yiyi, and Qi Shui pushed Bai Yiyi next to him.

Ling Che's big hand slid across Bai Yiyi's shoulder and held her in his arms.

Bai Yiyi was suddenly startled. Ling Che's strong masculine aura enveloped her. She was both excited and scared.

Ling Che's arms were warm, and his hot breath sprayed on the side of her face, making her blush.

Bai Yiyi lowered her eyes and said shyly, "Ache..."

Ling Che looked at the tips of her red ears and whispered in her ear, "I've brought you the person who bullied you today. How about it? Do you want revenge?"

Bai Yiyi's whole body stiffened, and Ling Che had already stuffed the pistol into her hand.

She had never held such a thing before, let alone used a gun to kill someone.

"A-Che, no, no way." Bai Yiyi swallowed nervously, "Hand them over to the police."

"Leaving it to the police is not as satisfying as taking revenge yourself." He held her gun-wielding hand and pointed her arm at the men who kept moving in front of him. "You can't bully our Yiyi. She must die miserably."

His words were clearly protective, but they carried a chilling coldness.

Bai Yiyi's hand holding the gun couldn't stop shaking, and her face turned pale.

Ling Che's lips curved up, "What are you afraid of? You can't see it anyway, so just treat it as practice."

Among the men in front, there was a middle-aged man with a full beard. When he saw Bai Yiyi pointing a gun at him, he shouted, "Miss Bai! Miss Bai, help me! Miss Bai, you know what's going on—"

"Bam—!"

"what--!"

A gunshot interrupted the middle-aged man's words. The bullet went straight into his left leg, and blood splattered all over the ground.

Bai Yiyi screamed, suddenly lowered her head and closed her eyes, cold sweat seeped from her forehead, and her face was as pale as paper.

She pulled the trigger herself. Ling Che praised her, "Good, you hit it."

"It's okay, Ache!" Bai Yiyi cried, her whole body trembling.

"Is that all?" Ling Che's cold voice echoed in her ears, "How can that be possible?"

He lifted her arm, loaded the gun and fired.

"Bam—!"

"Oh, your left eye was blown out." He reminded Bai Yiyi calmly, "It's a pity you can't see it."

Bang! Another shot.

"It's off." He said with regret, "My ear's been knocked off."

He held her arm and shot continuously. Every shot was accurate. It didn't hit the men's vital parts, but it was enough to make every spot on their body completely invulnerable.

Every time a shot was fired, Bai Yiyi screamed and her face turned as pale as paper.

The man's eyeballs burst out and blood splattered all over the ground!

Another man had his ear knocked off!

She lowered her eyes desperately, trying not to look over there.

Shot after shot, the basement was filled with the smell of blood.

Tears kept flowing down her face, and she was shaking all over, her body soaked in cold sweat.

With the last shot, the bullet hit the men's chest and the howling stopped.

"what!!!"

Bai Yiyi screamed desperately, wanting to throw the gun away, but Ling Che held it tightly.

Ling Che's voice rang in her ears, "Yiyi, the person who bullied you was killed by you yourself."

Bai Yiyi felt cold all over. She felt the man's arms leave her and the gun in his hand was taken away.

She was just about to say that she wanted to go back and rest when she heard the man light a cigarette and ask her, "Yiyi, was there another man who tore your clothes?"

After he finished speaking, Qi Jin picked up a half-dead man and threw him directly in front of Bai Yiyi.

Covered in blood and unrecognizable, Bai Yiyi was so scared that she jumped all over.

Ling Che took a drag on his cigarette and blew out smoke rings leisurely, "Which hand? Go chop it off."

The man lying in front of her wheelchair was dying, as if he had been washed in blood.

There were waves of strong smell of blood mixed with the smell of urine. Bai Yiyi turned pale and covered his mouth and retched.

Ling Che, cigarette between his legs, glanced at her and said, "Yiyi, you can't be soft-hearted when dealing with someone who hurts you."

He glanced at Qi Jin and said, "Yiyi can't see, you help her."

Before Bai Yiyi could recover from the retching, someone stuffed a military dagger into her hand. The next second, the man grabbed her hand and stabbed the dying man in front of him.

"what--!"

The warm liquid hitting her face made Bai Yiyi scream loudly.

Blood! His face is covered in blood!

The man's blood splattered all over her face!

She violently shook off Qi Jin's hand and the knife in his hand, and trembled all over as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She even wondered whether Ling Che was helping her to take revenge or punishing her.