Honey, you didn't really drugged me, did you?-Chapter 458 - 159 Chen Jie: Miss Hongyan, you don’t want this either (please subscribe)_5
Chapter 458 -159 Chen Jie: Miss Hongyan, you don’t want this either (please subscribe)_5
Xiao Hu took another swig from the jug just when suddenly someone appeared from not far away.
The numerous underlings immediately saluted and said, “Mr. Zhou.”
“Yo, all the brothers are here. Xiao Hu, drinking alone?”
Seeing Zhou Chu, Xiao Hu said, “What’s up, nothing to do today?”
Zhou Chu replied, “Finished all my tasks. By the way, I’ve set up a game on my side. You in?”
“What’s the game?”
Xiao Hu looked at Zhou Chu, who said, “Pai Gow.”
“Pai Gow? Hiss, hiss…”
Xiao Hu’s eyes lit up, and Zhou Chu asked, “You coming or not?”
Xiao Hu said, “The Hall Master told me to watch the warehouse.”
Zhou Chu said, “What’s so interesting about some broken warehouse, a bunch of worthless herbs. Come on, let’s go play a few hands.”
“But what about the Hall Master?”
Zhou Chu said, “You guys cover for him. If the Hall Master comes, just say Master Hu has gone to the toilet. We’ll be right over there, not far away. If anything happens, you can just come back.”
Zhou Chu pointed to a house at the corner of the street.
Hearing this, Xiao Hu said, “I’ll go?”
Upon hearing this, the surrounding underlings all laughed together and said, “Master Hu, go ahead, hahaha, we’ll watch it for you. If anything happens, we’ll come get you right away.”
“Yeah, at this time. The Hall Master won’t come.”
Convinced by everyone’s persuasion, Xiao Hu said, “Fine, I’ll play a couple of rounds, I’m coming.”
Saying this, Xiao Hu left, chatting and laughing with Zhou Chu.
Meanwhile, Qiao Hongyan on the rooftop had a mocking smile on her face, heh, she hadn’t expected that Chen Jiusi’s subordinates were all gamblers.
Since that was the case, she wouldn’t hold back.
Swoosh…
Qiao Hongyan leaped directly onto the rooftop of warehouse number eight, then she uncovered the tiles and tied one end of a rope around the rooftop, and the other around her waist. She made a leap and landed directly inside the warehouse.
Attempting a stealthy theft, unnoticed by gods or ghosts.
“Why is it so dark?”
Qiao Hongyan landed and found there was no light at all inside; the whole room was pitch-black.
She took out a Fire Stick from her bosom.
“Whoosh, whoosh~”
She blew on it, then used the faint light to look around warehouse number eight.
Huh? Why is it empty?!!
Qiao Hongyan was shocked. She looked around in disbelief. The huge warehouse was empty, not to mention herbs, there weren’t even any shelves—so empty it would make a mouse cry running out.
“Miss Hongyan, looking for something?”
As Qiao Hongyan searched, a voice suddenly rang out from behind her. She immediately turned around, alert.
Then, in the darkness, she saw a man sitting there.
“Light the lamps!”
Whoosh, whoosh…
Hearing this noise, the surrounding torches were all lit, illuminating the entire warehouse.
Then, she saw Chen Jiusi sitting before a table, a steaming pot of tea in front of him, flanked by several guards holding torches.
Qiao Hongyan was shocked—it was a trap!
She quickly realized it was a trap, one specifically waiting for her.
With this in mind, Qiao Hongyan quickly tried to run.
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Chen Jie called out, “Miss Hongyan, how about we sit down and chat?”
Qiao Hongyan was shocked—he, he had even guessed her identity; how, how could this be! No, she had to escape!
Thinking this, Qiao Hongyan leaped up, but Chen Jie swiftly threw his teacup lid at her, whoosh, cutting off the rope around her.
Qiao Hongyan landed heavily.
Then Chen Jie kicked the table over, saying, “We have a guest, what’s the hurry to leave?”
Thump, Qiao Hongyan landed, and the flying table came right at her. She slapped it fiercely, and with a bang, the table splintered into pieces.
Chen Jie immediately closed in on her.
The moment Qiao Hongyan shattered the table, he delivered a palm strike, aimed yet again at Hongyan’s chest.
Cough, cough…
Qiao Hongyan, surprised, quickly countered with a palm strike of her own, meeting Chen Jie’s attack head-on.
Bang, bang…
Qiao Hongyan was knocked back a step, but Chen Jie didn’t budge and continued to attack.
The second palm!
Once again, the target was Qiao Hongyan’s chest.
Qiao Hongyan, enraged, blocked again.
The third palm was the chest again!
Qiao Hongyan was utterly furious, “Chen Jiusi, you scoundrel, what, what are you trying to do!”
Chen Jie quickly said, “Cough, cough, it’s just a fight, no other intentions, Miss Hongyan, don’t get me wrong!”
“Get you wrong, my foot!”
Qiao Hongyan was immediately furious and swung a palm straight for Chen Jie’s face, while a fragrant wind blew her way.
Chen Jie’s expression changed.
This fragrant wind was actually a Poison Powder, cleverly combined with Qiao Hongyan’s hand technique. If it were a real womanizer, inhaling deeply at this moment, he’d probably be off to the afterlife.
Chen Jie held his breath and continued to attack, while Qiao Hongyan unleashed the Heavenly Mountain Broken Plum Hand to fight back.
Chen Jie dodged a few palms, then said, “Miss Hongyan, you were hit by one of my palms, injuring your lungs. If not treated in time, it’s very dangerous. I think we should have a good talk, don’t you agree?”
Qiao Hongyan angrily retorted, “Talk, my ass, you little man, take this!”
Chen Jie blocked Qiao Hongyan’s strike, then, seeing that she had no intention of talking, frowned and said, “Miss Hongyan, an injured lung is serious. Without treatment for three days, the condition worsens, strength decreases, lifelong illness follows, and even life may be at risk. Miss Hongyan, you don’t want that, right?”
“Scoundrel, it’s all your fault, die!”
Qiao Hongyan was furious, unleashing several palm strikes at Chen Jie, who merely blocked two before noticing she had no desire to talk. He furrowed his brow, “Miss Hongyan, I come with sincere intentions, but since you don’t want to talk, then take my palm strike!”
