A bird?
Big brother means Rong Jingyang, right?
If Rong Jingyang dared to force his way in, Trevor would open fire.
Du Ruoxin glanced around. White mist swirled everywhere, making it impossible to see her hand in front of her face. Rong Jingyang shouldn't be suicidal enough to try flying here, should he?
She wouldn't bother with him!
He prevented her from enjoying her hot spring bath!
Next time, she must bring her sisters and soak for three days and three nights to make up for it.
Rong Jingyang watched Du Ruoxin and Cristiano walk towards the hot spring pool hand in hand, his heart inexplicably stung.
Clearly, he had wanted to attract her attention, clearly, he had wanted to chat with her, clearly…
Why did it backfire?
Where did it go wrong?
He couldn't let them, a man and a woman alone, stay in the same hot spring pool. Something would happen!
Rong Jingyang's mind conjured an image of Cristiano pressing Du Ruoxin against the edge of the pool and kissing her, their passion reaching a fever pitch…
He couldn't stand it!
Just thinking about that scene made him feel like he was suffocating.
No, he absolutely couldn't let such a thing happen. He absolutely couldn't let Du Ruoxin fall in love with Cristiano.
He realized that all his pretense of dignity, calmness, and strategic planning was so fragile in the face of reality.
Upon realizing that Du Ruoxin's feelings for Cristiano might be heating up, he lost control.
He was scared.
Disregarding the several armed guards standing at the entrance, Rong Jingyang attempted to force his way in.
"Stop!"
Trevor blocked Rong Jingyang's path. "Mr. Rong, this is private property. Our master said he is not receiving anyone."
Rong Jingyang's expression turned terrifyingly grim. "What if I insist on entering?"
Trevor raised his pistol. "Then don't blame us for being impolite."
The master had given the order that they could open fire, as long as they didn't kill.
"Heh!" Rong Jingyang let out a cold laugh and struck first.
Trevor was no pushover either. Before Rong Jingyang could make his move, Trevor anticipated his action.
The two sides engaged in a fierce physical struggle. Mu Li and Lin Xuanyao quickly joined in. Due to the close proximity and the speed of their movements, it was difficult to fire their guns.
It wouldn't be good to accidentally injure their own people.
The gunfight turned into a hand-to-hand combat.
Trevor and Rong Jingyang were locked in a one-on-one fight, but after several exchanges, Trevor found himself outmatched by Rong Jingyang. With no other option, he resorted to a dirty trick.
He opened the hidden weapon worn on his wrist – a sharp short knife – and lunged at Rong Jingyang.
Rong Jingyang, unable to dodge in time, was slashed on the arm.
"Hiss—"
Blood gushed out like a faucet turned on, pouring out with a gurgling sound.
Rong Jingyang tore off a piece of his shirt and tied it around the wound.
Trevor felt a pang of guilt. "Mr. Rong, you won't get in today unless you step over my dead body."
He knew that if anything happened to Rong Jingyang, the young lady would not forgive him, but he couldn't disobey his master's orders either.
Glancing at Mu Li and Lin Xuanyao, who seemed to be gaining the upper hand, Trevor pulled out his phone and called for more reinforcements.
"Is that so?" Rong Jingyang was determined to get in today, even if it meant drawing blood or killing someone.
Rong Jingyang also acted ruthlessly, whipping out his belt and swinging it. He now held a remarkably strong, flexible whip.
Combined with his Chinese martial arts, Rong Jingyang had only swung it twice before making Trevor jump back in pain.
[Pain!]
[Damn it! It hurts so much!]
The tip of the whip was a sharp blade. When it struck the body, it felt like being shot by an arrow or cut by a knife.
Blood immediately appeared.
Damn, it hurt like hell. This was a terrifying weapon for close combat!
At this moment, the short knife was instantly reduced to dust in front of the long, stiff whip.
Knowing he couldn't win, Trevor decisively pulled out his handgun. "Mr. Rong, I advise you to leave."