Chapter 176: Chapter 176: Sister Qi Takes Action
Hearing the alarm, the man flipping through things in the underground room shivered, sensing something bad.
Could it be that those above have found him out?
He quickly closed what he was holding, then hurriedly hid it well, left the underground room with a stern face.
Claire Green had just arrived at the convenience store when five men in black suddenly appeared, glaring at her fiercely.
Suddenly.
A soft laugh came from under the girl’s mask, but her eyes were already icy cold.
"Buy a pack of cigarettes."
Her voice was lazy yet seemed especially eerie in the night.
Upon hearing this.
One of the men snorted disdainfully, "Buying cigarettes has nothing to do with hitting my brother, just get lost."
The girl lowered her eyes and pinched her wrist, then looked up, and the terrifying coldness in her gaze startled the group of men.
Before they could react, they heard her cold voice again.
"Move aside."
It was just two words, but they heard a bloodthirsty message within.
The men exchanged glances and rushed towards the girl with swift movements.
Seeing them all rush at her, Claire Green showed no fear and started moving at an unhurried pace.
She slightly bent down to evade a punch coming straight at her, spun around her step, and directly appeared behind the person, mercilessly kicked at his knee, causing him to fall forward.
Sensing the commotion behind, Claire Green sidestepped, grabbed his wrist firmly, and threw a punch at his face with fierce force.
Suddenly.
A cold light flashed, and one of the men, seeing his brother beaten with a bruised nose, pulled out a small knife from his pocket and charged towards the girl.
Seeing this.
Claire Green licked her lips, excitement flashed in her eyes, and her whole body began to bristle with anticipation.
She grabbed the man’s wrist, pressed down along the acupuncture point, then twisted it forcefully, a crisp bone-cracking sound echoed.
"Ah."
The man screamed in pain, the knife fell from his hand but was caught by a pair of pale fingers.
Claire Green toyed with the small knife in her hand, her eyes full of hostility as she scrutinized the men on the ground, wondering where to start.
Feeling the danger, the man swallowed, stammering, "What do you want to do?"
"That’s a good question," Claire Green raised her eyebrow and retorted, "Where do you think I should start?"
What did it mean?
The man’s doubts had just appeared, but the sharp knife was already stabbed into his shoulder blade, bright red blood immediately flowed out.
"You..."
The man never expected her to be so brutal, cold sweat broke out quickly, he glared at the girl with murderous intent.
Who would have thought.
The girl’s next words made him tremble and want to flee.
"Fresh blood, why does it flow so slowly."
After speaking, she applied more force, the entire knife was already two-thirds in.
The rapidly running blood made the man panic, and the others witnessing this scene wanted to leave, but their legs had no strength.
Even though they had climbed their way up to become bodyguards, they had seen plenty of people, but never such a ruthless girl.
Just at this moment.
The girl’s gaze swept over them, casually asking, "What do you think happens if the whole knife goes in?"
The playful yet cold tone made chills run down their spines, their bodies began to shake.
Before they could respond, the man couldn’t help but speak, "No, I beg you."
Looking at him who was full of murderous intent now humbly begging, Claire Green’s eyes were filled with mockery.
In this world, there are always some who seem to have a little guts, but in the end, all are vanquished by cowardice.
She swiftly yanked the knife out, blood splattered.
Just as she looked up, she met the gaze of a middle-aged man in a suit.
The middle-aged man didn’t expect her to suddenly look over, recalling what he had just seen, fear began to grow in his heart.
"You... who are you?"
Claire Green stood up, looked at the blood stains on her clothes, disgust flashed in her eyes.
Not hearing an answer, the middle-aged man’s face immediately turned ugly, he wanted to curse but was frightened by the previous scene.
"Where is the thing?"
Claire Green walked step by step towards him, spoke indifferently.
Upon hearing this.
The man’s heart tightened, indeed she was after the ledger, but whose person was she?
Various doubts flooded his mind, he maintained a calm expression and said, "What thing."
"Playing dumb isn’t fun," Claire Green twirled the small knife, said meaningfully.
Staring at the thing in her hand, the man stepped back, fearing that in the next second the knife would be in his body too.
Damn it.
He shouldn’t have listened to Dane Song and come here to check.
Claire Green checked the time, frowned slightly, still needed a quick resolve.
Tired of talking with the man, she kicked him aside and stepped into the convenience store.
"Director, are you okay?" A bodyguard endured the pain to help the man up.
The middle-aged man scolded, "Do I look okay to you? Call the police immediately, and send him to the hospital, such an eyesore."
"I’ll do it right away."
...
Standing in the basement, Claire Green raised an eyebrow, Dane Song indeed spared no expense, the small convenience store had hidden wonders below.
She scanned around with her eye, finally fixed on a certain spot, moved forward calmly, tapped twice lightly with her fingers, seemingly confirmed, then smirked.
Effortlessly opened, a blue-covered ledger appeared in view.
She picked it up, lazily started flipping through, it clearly recorded each date, how much was stolen or embezzled.
After reading, Claire Green chuckled, really there are fools who record such criminal evidence.
However.
Malice flashed in her eyes, it’s a bit of a pity to not take such a large sum of money.
Seems like it’s time to visit the Song Manor.
The middle-aged man waited for a while, finally saw the girl come out, but when he saw what she was holding, his face turned ashen.
What happened?
He clearly hid it well, how did she find it?
No, she can’t take this thing away, otherwise, everyone involved above is doomed.
With this thought, the man summoned some courage and rushed toward the girl.
Bam.
Another kick.
This time, unfortunately, the man crashed into a nearby pillar and fainted.
The bodyguard who just got up wanted to stop her, but when the girl shot him a cold glance, he quickly lay back down, ready for a white sheet to cover him.
Having witnessed the example of Da, they didn’t want their arms wasted.
Claire Green paused her gaze for a moment, leisurely picked up her bag, and walked into the darkness with her hands in her pockets.
...
When the police arrived at the gas station, they were stunned for a few seconds seeing the group of people on the ground.
Soon they reacted.
"Are you the ones who reported?"
The bodyguard nodded, exaggerated the story and said, "Now that person has fled."
After listening, Zhang Yuhan frowned, immediately instructed to retrieve the surveillance.
"So late, Director Lynch personally came to the suburbs to refuel, is there no fuel enough for you in the city?"
The faintly awakening Jason Lynch, hearing his sarcastic inquiry, his face immediately darkened.
A mere team leader dared to speak to him like this.
"What, do I have to report to your police station wherever I refuel too?"
He snorted, said unpleasantly.
Zhang Yuhan smiled, "If possible, it would indeed be necessary, otherwise if something happens to you again, those above will blame us for incompetence."
"You..."
Jason Lynch just opened his mouth when he saw a policeman run over to Zhang Yuhan and say something, his face changed.
"Director Lynch, your subordinates say it was someone who beat you all up like this, but the surveillance shows no strangers appeared except your group."
As soon as the words fell.
Jason Lynch’s expression twisted, "Impossible, look at the wounds on Da, it was done by that person."
Regarding this.
Zhang Yuhan also felt puzzled, but the surveillance showed no outsiders appeared, and their people had checked for no hacker intrusion.
"If you don’t believe, you can check for yourself."