Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

As the elevator reached the 21st floor, Jiang Chen's heart raced. He touched the stun gun strapped to his waist, took a deep breath, and walked to the door of room 2103.

The door opened a crack, and a slender, pale hand reached out: "Let me see the property ownership certificate."

Jiang Chen flung open the door and rushed inside before the other person could react, simultaneously pulling out a stun gun—

However, he missed his target.

Shen Chumo, who should have been standing behind the door, had somehow retreated to the center of the living room and was coldly watching him.

She was wearing a simple white T-shirt and black sweatpants, her long hair was casually tied into a ponytail, and her plain face was expressionless.

"Jiang Chen." She called his name accurately, her voice eerily calm, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Jiang Chen ripped off his mask, revealing a ferocious smile: "You bitch, I heard you were pretty arrogant yesterday?" He pressed the switch on the stun gun, blue sparks crackling in the air. "Today I'll show you what happens when you offend the Jiang family!"

Shen Chumo didn't even lift her eyelids: "You?"

In the Jiang family, besides Jiang Haihe, the person she hated the most was Jiang Chen. Compared to Jiang Ping, Jiang Chen was nothing.

Jiang Ping's bullying was at most between young girls, but Jiang Chen was not; he was a complete pervert!

This contemptuous attitude thoroughly enraged Jiang Chen.

He roared and charged forward, the stun gun pointed directly at Shen Chumo's neck—

The next second, his wrist was grabbed by a hand like an iron clamp, a sharp pain came, and the stun gun fell to the ground with a "thud".

With a swift over-the-shoulder throw, Jiang Chen slammed heavily onto the floor, the air in his lungs being forced out, and his vision went black.

"Ah—" He curled up in pain, and before he could recover, Shen Chumo stomped on his chest with such force that he almost suffocated.

"What a waste." Shen Chumo looked down at him, her eyes devoid of any warmth. "Just call someone up; it saves me the trouble of searching for them one by one."

Jiang Chen was both shocked and furious. His hands trembled as he pulled out his phone: "You...all of you, come up here! Quickly!"

Less than two minutes later, the door was kicked open violently, and three boys rushed in. They were stunned to see Jiang Chen lying on the ground and being trampled underfoot by a woman.

"What are you looking at! Kill her!" Jiang Chen roared.

The three then realized what was happening and drew their weapons, lunging at Shen Chumo.

What happened next was something Jiang Chen would never forget.

Shen Chumo moved like a black lightning bolt, weaving between the three burly men.

Every movement of hers was precise and deadly; wherever her fists and feet landed, there was always the sound of bones breaking and screams of agony. Qiangzi had just raised his baton when she delivered a karate chop to the side of his neck, knocking him unconscious on the spot.

Dafei tried to ambush her from behind, but she kicked him three meters away, sending him crashing into the wall and spitting out blood. When Ajie saw that things were not going well, he tried to run away, but she grabbed his collar and threw him over her shoulder, slamming him onto the coffee table, shattering the glass on the floor.

In less than thirty seconds, all three henchmen were lying on the ground, groaning and unable to get up.

Shen Chumo dusted off non-existent dust from her hands, walked back to Jiang Chen, and squatted down: "Now, shall we have a proper talk?"

Jiang Chen's face was deathly pale, his lips trembling uncontrollably: "You...you mustn't do anything rash...my dad won't let you get away with this..."

Shen Chumo chuckled, took out her phone from her pocket, and played a recording:

"That bitch Shen Chumo! She should have been killed back then!"

"Brother Chen, are we really going to do this?"

"What's there to be afraid of? The four of us can't handle one woman? Besides, with this guy around, even a tigress would have to kneel before me..."

Jiang Chen's face turned deathly pale instantly: "You...how could you..."

"There are security cameras at the apartment entrance. I knew as soon as you came in." Shen Chumo put away her phone. "I deliberately let you in to record this. Tell me, if this recording and the security footage are uploaded online, what will happen to Young Master Jiang?"

Fear finally surfaced in Jiang Chen's eyes: "You...what do you want?"

Shen Chumo didn't answer immediately. Instead, she picked up the small bottle Jiang Chen had dropped from the ground, unscrewed it, and smelled it: "Triazolam? Young Master Jiang is quite well-prepared."

Her gaze suddenly turned cold. "Do you remember when you drugged me back then?"

Jiang Chen's body began to tremble uncontrollably.

That happened three years ago. He drugged Shen Chumo's drink, intending to take some "interesting" photos, but she noticed. In the end, under Shen Chumo's strong resistance, Jiang Chen was pushed downstairs and broke his leg, spending a month in the hospital.

However, Shen Chumo was also forced to kneel for three days as punishment by Xu Qin.

"I...I don't know what you're talking about..."

Shen Chumo suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged him onto the balcony, leaving half of his body dangling in the air from the 21st floor.

Jiang Chen was terrified and grabbed her arm tightly.

"Do you remember now?" Shen Chumo's voice was like a whisper from hell, "Want to experience the feeling of freefall?"

"I was wrong, I was wrong!" Jiang Chen broke down in tears, "Please, please forgive me! I'll never do it again!"

He finally understood why his father and sister both said that Shen Chumo was now a madwoman and that they couldn't tolerate her at all.

Shen Chumo stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly let go.

Jiang Chen collapsed to the ground, his crotch already soaked.

"Useless." She kicked him in disgust.

Shen Chumo has the ability to kill Jiang Chen, but she won't do it because killing someone is too easy. What she wants is to make Jiang Chen wish he were dead.

Shen Chumo looked down at Jiang Chen, who was slumped on the ground, tied all four of them up, and then took a picture.

Then he sent the recording and pictures to Jiang Haihe.

"Jiang Haihe, it seems you no longer want to save your Jiang family?"

After sending the message, Shen Chumo sat on the sofa and slowly ate watermelon.

Less than three seconds later, Jiang Haihe called immediately.

Shen Chumo looked at the three words "Jiang Haihe" flashing on her phone screen and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

She deliberately let the phone ring seven or eight times before slowly answering it.

"Chu Mo! Calm down!" Jiang Haihe's voice was filled with unprecedented panic. "We can discuss any conditions!"

Shen Chumo took a bite of watermelon, the sweet juice spreading in her mouth. She slowly said, "President Jiang, are you getting anxious now?"

Jiang Haihe's rapid breathing came from the other end of the phone: "Chen'er is young and doesn't understand, you..."

"Sixteen years old? Still too young?" Shen Chumo sneered, her gaze sweeping over Jiang Chen, who was trembling on the ground. "Mr. Jiang, your son brought three thugs, armed with a stun gun and drugs, and broke into my house. Is that what you call being ignorant?"

Jiang Haihe was speechless.