Just as Zhao Tianxing was being "professionally" dealt with by a group of Wanlong Hui members, clear footsteps suddenly sounded from outside the door.
The private room instantly fell silent.
Everyone stopped what they were doing in unison, their gazes swiveling towards the entrance.
Immediately after, a tall figure appeared at the edge of the shattered door frame.
It was Liu Yutong.
She didn't even glance at the chaotic scene inside the room, nor at Zhao Tianxing lying on the floor like a dead dog. She merely tilted her head slightly and spoke to someone behind her.
"It's getting a bit noisy."
"Understood, Miss." Yun Cheng immediately stepped up to the several gangster bosses who were trembling like leaves. He first pointed at their feet, then pointed at Zhao Tianxing.
The bosses looked utterly bewildered, not yet grasping what this meant.
Li Xiaohui giggled and hopped forward to explain. "You're so dense! Take off your socks! Use your stinky socks to gag Boss Zhao, and gag each other too, so you won't make a racket when you start screaming later!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of the bosses turned green, including Zhao Tianxing who was playing dead on the floor.
One boss stammered, "This... this... Miss Liu, isn't this a bit too..."
Liu Yutong didn't even lift her eyelids, merely uttering a soft, questioning "Hmm?"
Yun Cheng immediately took a step forward, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
The boss instantly changed his tune. "Too appropriate! I'll take them off right now. I haven't washed my feet for days."
Another boss hurriedly chimed in, "Use mine, mine! Mine are more authentic, I haven't changed my socks since playing ball yesterday!"
Zhao Tianxing, terrified, tried to scramble up. "No! Don't you dare! Liu Yutong, you bitch, a warrior can be killed but not humiliated! If you have any guts, just finish me off!"
He once again frantically shot meaningful looks at Liu Songxia.
The message was clear: Liu Yutong is here now, quick, seize the moment, take her out!
Even at this point, he still didn't want to make the first move himself; he still wanted someone else to take the fall for him. He truly wasn't planning to pull out the hidden gun unless absolutely forced to.
Liu Yutong also noticed his hints, turning her head slightly to look at Liu Songxia, who appeared tense and restrained.
"Liu Songxia."
Suddenly called by name, Liu Songxia gave a start. He immediately stepped out from the crowd, his face instantly switching to an obsequious, bootlicking expression as he bowed respectfully to Liu Yutong.
"Miss, your orders."
This move left not just Zhao Tianxing, but also the other gangster bosses, dumbfounded.
No one had expected that this guy, who seemed to be Zhao Tianxing's staunchest supporter, was actually the deepest undercover traitor.
Zhao Tianxing whipped his head around, eyes blazing with fury. "Liu Songxia! You bastard, you actually dared to betray us! Don't even think about surviving in Bright Pearl City from now on!"
Liu Songxia looked somewhat resigned. "Brother Zhao, I told you long ago to recognize the situation. Following the Miss offers much better prospects than following you."
"And besides, you should worry about whether you can get out of this unscathed yourself first, before threatening others."
"You..."
Liu Songxia turned, pulled out his revolver, and presented it with both hands. "Miss, this is the gun Zhao Tianxing gave me. He told me to shoot and kill you when you weren't paying attention."
Seeing Liu Songxia actually hand over the gun, Zhao Tianxing's face changed dramatically. "Liu Songxia, damn your ancestors! After all the trust I placed in you!"
Liu Yutong took the gun, handling it with keen interest.
Truth be told, whether in her past life or this one, this was the first time she had laid hands on the great equalizer.
She toyed with it for a bit, then suddenly raised her arm, aiming the muzzle at Zhao Tianxing, her index finger resting on the trigger.
Zhao Tianxing was scared out of his wits. "No, don't shoot! Miss Liu, let's talk this over, let's talk! I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't have provoked you. The East Sea Alliance, everything I have, I can give it all to you. Just spare my wretched life!"
Earlier, worried that Liu Yutong might not show up and to prevent being searched, he had secretly transferred the pistol behind a cushion on the sofa. He planned to retrieve it once Liu Yutong arrived, catching her off guard.
Of course, his main hope back then was for Liu Songxia to make the first move. If Liu Songxia acted first, perhaps he wouldn't have to take the risk himself.
What he never anticipated was that Liu Songxia, with his honest-looking face, turned out to be the real traitor.
No doubt, it was this dog who leaked the information during the first assassination attempt on Liu Yutong.
Liu Yutong suddenly shifted the muzzle, aiming it at a gangster boss nearby who was trying to quietly shrink back.
Pointed at by the gun, the boss felt all his hairs stand on end. He raised his hands and shrieked, "No, no, no! It's nothing to do with me, Miss Liu! I'll take them off! I'll take my socks off right now!"
He frantically yanked off his socks. The smell instantly permeated the air, making even his companions nearby gag.
Liu Yutong's gun muzzle moved to another bald boss.
The bald boss gave a jolt, moving faster than anyone else, practically tearing the socks off his feet. "Mine, mine are off too, absolutely fresh and warm!"
"What are you waiting for then?" Yun Cheng said coldly.
The bosses didn't dare hesitate any longer. Grabbing their socks, they pounced on Zhao Tianxing.
"Brother Zhao, sorry about this."
"Try my family's heritage salted fish flavor."
"Have a taste of my aged pickled cabbage flavor too."
"Damn it, you animals!"
"Mmph! Mmph mmph—!"
Zhao Tianxing had several stinky socks stuffed into his mouth. The stench made him roll his eyes, tears and snot streaming down his face as he retched violently, but he couldn't spit them out.
Yun Cheng, who had been holding back for a long time, no longer held back. He stepped forward, grabbed Zhao Tianxing by the collar, hoisted him up, and delivered several punches to the specially-made chest pad he was wearing.
"The first punch is for daring to lay a hand on the Miss."
"The second punch is to tell you that you don't even have the right to look up to the Miss."
"The third punch is to make you remember that even thinking about harming the Miss is the biggest mistake of your life."
"........"
With each sentence, Yun Cheng delivered a punch straight to Zhao Tianxing.
After a few punches, Zhao Tianxing's face turned purple, his whole body trembling violently. He wanted to howl but couldn't make a sound.
With the final punch, Zhao Tianxing simply rolled his eyes back and passed out completely.
The gangster bosses watching nearby felt their scalps go numb, thinking inwardly, damn, this is too brutal!
Actually, Yun Cheng had wanted to do this for a long time.
Zhao Tianxing had repeatedly provoked and even attempted to assassinate the Miss. Yun Cheng had held this grudge for too long, and today he could finally vent.
Liu Yutong finally raised her hand slightly. "That's enough, Yun Cheng."
Yun Cheng's fist froze mid-air. He took a deep breath, suppressing all the killing intent in his chest, and stepped back.
"Miss, I lost my composure a bit."
Only then did he notice that Zhao Tianxing was almost done for, his face purple, his breathing faint. A few more punches, even though he had deliberately avoided vital spots and the special chest pad provided some cushioning, and the guy would probably have kicked the bucket right then and there.
Immediately after, the Wanlong Hui members also "dealt with" the gangster bosses who had participated in the trouble, then quickly began cleaning up the scene.
Zhao Tianxing and his companions could only watch helplessly as the men in black meticulously cleaned the private room. They even wiped the fingerprints off the revolver and placed it in the hand of one of the gang leaders.
Naturally, the bullets were also unloaded and separately tucked into the pockets of several other leaders. Furthermore, they posted guards to keep them under strict surveillance, preventing anyone from passing a bullet to the leader holding the gun.
Just as these gang bosses were utterly bewildered by the situation,
Suddenly!
A booming voice rang out from outside the door.
"Everyone, stop right there!"
