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The girl in front of me was trembling slightly, her arms crossed over her chest in a gesture of resistance.

But the beauty's tears and slender figure gave off a feeling of feigned reluctance.

Ah Hu looked at the beautiful girl in front of him who was retreating in fear, and a lewd glint flashed in his eyes.

His gaze fell on the girl's exposed skin.

The girl's skin was as white as snow, like the finest mutton fat jade, warm and delicate. She was very wary of them, and her bright eyes were filled with vigilance and barely perceptible fear.

She seemed very scared, her hands clenched tightly on her arms, leaving red marks on her delicate skin.

After thinking for a moment, Ah Hu spoke, his voice slightly hoarse: "Stop struggling, just come with us obediently, or you'll get hurt."

The men surrounding Feng Qingyue exchanged glances and chuckled.

The task was simply to kidnap people alive, and it's reasonable for them to touch them a couple of times, right?

"I...can I...know who tried to kidnap me...?"

A sweet, soft voice, slightly nasal, rang out. Brother Biao paused, then instinctively opened his mouth and blurted out, "Lan..."

He had barely uttered a word when Brother Biao immediately realized what he meant. He spat viciously and said coldly, "You're such a damn slowpoke."

After saying that, he strode forward and reached out with his rough, large hand to grab the girl.

When Feng Qingyue heard the man utter the word "Lan," she secretly curled her lip.

An old woman who won't leave you alone...

annoying!

She looked at the rough, large hand with eyes full of disgust.

Feng Qingyue quietly moved her feet, wanting to get as far away from this man as possible.

To a group of experienced kidnappers, this dodging action was interpreted as her trying to escape.

Several burly men quickly stepped forward, holding anesthetic injections and laser guns, and surrounded the petite and pitiful person in the middle.

Ah Hu stepped forward, his eyes filled with concern: "Don't worry, we won't hurt you."

Feng Qingyue gave him a deep look, and in just one glance, she saw the desire in his eyes and his hypocritical kindness.

"Hmph..." An extremely contemptuous laugh drifted from those beautiful red lips. Feng Qingyue straightened up, her eyes filled with a faint chill.

Feng Qingyue's eyes slowly swept over the men in front of her, and she was not surprised to find lewd greed in their eyes.

A chill flashed across his pale blue eyes, like a gentle breeze suddenly sweeping across a calm lake, creating ripples upon ripples.

The kidnappers suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, as if some terrifying being was watching them intently from the shadows behind them.

They sensed that the girl's aura had changed...

Before they could think it over, Feng Qingyue curved her lips into a smile, and said cautiously, "Then I'll go with you."

After saying that, she reached out her hands, waiting to be tied up.

The moment the girl smiled, the terrifying feeling vanished instantly. Without thinking twice, the kidnappers quickly bound her hands and put her in the car.

In the car, Feng Qingyue sat calmly between two smelly, big men.

She sat gracefully, and there was not a trace of fear or panic in her pale blue eyes.

An exaggerated gasp rang out, especially noticeable inside the car.

Feng Qingyue lazily lifted her eyelids and looked in the direction of the sound.

Ah Hu grinned like a pervert, revealing his yellowed teeth and unhealthy gums: "Little beauty, you smell so good..."

His words caused the other kidnappers in the car to grin, uttering impolite remarks while their lewd gazes occasionally drifted towards the girl they had tied up.

Ah Hu rubbed his hands together excitedly, chuckled, and began to restlessly reach out to touch the girl's fair and slender thighs.

As he held out his hand, he said, "Let my brother see..."

As the restless hand was about to cover the girl's delicate skin, Ah Hu's excitement and desire became more and more obvious. His eyes were red, and his body was already reacting strangely.

"roll."

With just one simple word, delivered in a cold tone, Ah Hu's smile froze on his face.

In that instant, he felt as if he truly tasted the bitterness of death.

The large hand suddenly pulled back, and Ah Hu touched his neck with lingering fear. Just now, his neck had inexplicably felt cold, as if someone had slit his throat with a knife, a truly terrifying sensation.

Brother Biao, a cigarette between his fingers, squinted as he looked the girl up and down. Catching a glimpse of his underling's restless movements out of the corner of his eye, he casually raised his hand.

"Once we get the money, what kind of girl won't we get? Don't mess up the mission; that big shot is not someone we can afford to offend."

The underlings listened to Brother Biao and immediately became much more obedient, only glancing around and occasionally taking a look at the girl's graceful figure.

The black hovercar zigzaggled through the city, quickly arriving at its agreed destination.

Feng Qingyue was brought before Zhao Fangyun with her hands bound. Lan Xin looked at the graceful young woman before her and whispered in her son's ear:

"My dear son, the girl standing in front of you is the one you've been longing for. I've found her for you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Fangyun excitedly reached out and touched the air, exclaiming, "Where is she? Where is she? Quick... quick, someone, take her to my room!"

Seeing that he was blind but still hadn't forgotten his original intentions, Feng Qingyue slightly tugged at the corners of her mouth. She controlled the water element in the kidnapper's body and made him release her.

Brother Biao's face darkened as he watched his subordinate's actions: "What the hell are you doing?!"

The man, held captive by Feng Qingyue, stared in terror at his hands. His lips trembled, and his face was deathly pale. "B-Big Brother... I don't know... I don't know... I can't control my hands anymore... Ahhh..."

Brother Biao was a ruthless man. He acted decisively, pulled out a laser gun, and shot the man in the head.

The man collapsed limply to the ground.

Guided by Lan Xin, Zhao Fangyun had already walked up to Feng Qingyue. Just as his greasy hand reached out to Feng Qingyue's cheek, it was swatted away by her.

A nonchalant smile remained on Feng Qingyue's lips as she removed the handcuffs that suppressed her mental power and tossed them aside.

Looking at the girl who had already escaped, and feeling her extraordinary and top-notch aura, Lan Xin's heart skipped a beat: "Quick, grab her! I'll increase the price by twenty million!"

Brother Biao and his men instantly raised their laser guns and anesthetic syringes, staring intently at the calm and composed girl before them, their mental pressure directed at her.

Completely ignoring the group of kidnappers, Feng Qingyue moved swiftly to Zhao Fangyun's side like a ghost.

Zhao Fang sniffed, catching a faint, sweet scent in the air. He rushed towards the source of the fragrance, muttering, "My beauty, let me hug you..."

Feng Qingyue scoffed, and in a flash, she stood behind Zhao Fangyun, grabbing his neck with one hand.

Forcibly dragging the man to the parked black hovercar, under Lan Xin's terrified gaze and the kidnappers' somewhat bewildered gaze, Feng Qingyue directly pulled Zhao Fangyun's huge head and made him slam into the car again and again.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

As the extremely crisp and rhythmic sound faded, Zhao Fangyun's head began to swell at a visible speed, and blood flowed down his nostrils and the corners of his mouth.

Lan Xin screamed and yelled at Brother Biao, "Kill her! Kill her! I'll pay a hundred million!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the beautiful girl in front of him suddenly smiled. She gently raised her free hand and pointed to the location of the kidnappers.

One by one, ice flowers appeared, freezing everyone except Lanxin.

Zhao Fangyun's face had become a bloody mess, and the sound of the impact was no longer crisp, but rather had a sticky feel to it.

Feng Qingyue, with one hand around Zhao Fangyun's neck, turned to look at Lan Xin, her tone gentle: "Madam Zhao, is this voice pleasant?"

"Bang...bang...splat...bang..."

Before she could answer, Feng Qingyue continued, "A pleasant-sounding name is a good name..."