Seeing the thugs rushing towards her, Huang Qing’s lips curved into a perfect smile.
As a patrol officer, she couldn't attack others first. However, if others attacked a patrol officer, Huang Qing’s counterattack was another matter entirely, absolving her of any responsibility.
Bang bang bang!
A series of thuds echoed through the living room as clubs struck. It was chaotic.
These thugs, with their dyed hair, felt the sting. Though they were thugs, by all appearances, Huang Qing was the true ruffian, hitting with much more vigor.
A few minutes later, these thugs were easily subdued by Huang Qing, and the unnamed anger within her was also vented.
At this moment, Huang Qing felt a great sense of exhilaration. It had been a long time since she had enjoyed a good fight so much.
Seeing his subordinates subdued, Old Man Jin’s face darkened. He hadn't expected Huang Qing’s martial skills to be so good.
Clap clap clap!
Old Man Jin stood up and applauded Huang Qing, "Not bad, truly a heroine among women."
"Old Man Jin, bring out whatever else you have. But be warned, assaulting a patrol officer will add another charge to your crimes."
Huang Qing exhaled, her spirit invigorated.
"Heh, arrogant. Do you think Old Man Jin, having reached his current status, can't deal with a mere woman?"
Old Man Jin directly pressed a switch by the table. As the switch was pressed, the entire living room triggered a mechanism and began to descend like an elevator.
The sudden change caused Huang Qing's expression to shift. However, being someone who had seen her fair share of the world, Huang Qing quickly regained her composure.
Besides, wasn't Qin Hui by her side? When she got tired, she could let him handle it.
Bang!
In just over ten seconds, the living room had descended to the ground. The surroundings were pitch black.
Click!
The light switch was flipped on at that moment. More than ten fully armed mercenaries stood ready. Around this secret room were chilling torture devices.
This scene was enough to show how many unsavory things Old Man Jin had done behind closed doors.
Seeing that they had guns, Huang Qing instinctively reached for her waist, realizing she hadn't been equipped with a firearm for this mission.
Even if she had one, she couldn't fight her way out.
"What?"
"Still want to play? I have plenty of time."
Old Man Jin leisurely lit a cigar and said calmly.
"Old Man Jin, everything here is enough to get you shot."
Huang Qing's expression kept changing. At this moment, she wasn't sure if Qin Hui could get her out.
Qin Hui remained silent, watching from the side. Since it was already past mealtime, Qin Hui didn't mind playing for a while longer.
"Hmph, you don't know your place. Take them down!"
Old Man Jin no longer bothered with pleasantries. All the talk could wait until they were in bed.
The dozen mercenaries dropped their firearms and charged towards Huang Qing and Qin Hui.
Huang Qing, naturally unwilling to be outdone, relied on her agility to engage them.
Only three mercenaries were entangled with Huang Qing; the rest rushed towards Qin Hui.
It seemed Qin Hui was the one posing the greatest threat.
Old Man Jin sat in his chair, smoking his cigar and sipping red wine, his eyes narrowed slightly.
In his view, the outcome of this battle was obvious; he would win.
Crack!
As Huang Qing attacked, her back was hit. She staggered several steps.
Although Huang Qing was agile, these mercenaries were equally so. Moreover, fighting against three of them in a rotation, Huang Qing was at a disadvantage in terms of stamina. Defeat was only a matter of time.
After being struck once, Huang Qing entered a defensive state. Unfortunately, her defense had flaws, and soon several wounds appeared on her body.
In contrast, Qin Hui, facing attacks from so many, handled himself with ease and grace.
"You kid are quite peculiar. Give me your guns!"
Old Man Jin commanded. He wasn't a fool and could obviously see that Qin Hui's skills were far superior to Huang Qing's.
No wonder his subordinates had died before.
Bang bang bang!
Without further ado, they drew their handguns from their waists and began firing at Qin Hui, eager to riddle him with bullets.
However, after a barrage of gunfire, Qin Hui still stood in the center of the field.
"Had enough playing?"
Qin Hui chuckled coldly, even expressing a hint of disappointment. He had expected Old Man Jin to come up with some novel tricks, but it turned out to be nothing special.
"You!"
Old Man Jin was tearing his hair out. This was the first time he had ever seen someone unfazed by bullets.
"Hurry up and act!"
Huang Qing knew Qin Hui was a martial artist and that if they stalled, Qin Hui would be fine, but she herself was in trouble.
Seeing Huang Qing suffering, Qin Hui felt a bit more relieved.
After all, Huang Qing had been following him. If she hadn't, she wouldn't have endured so much hardship.
"Don't worry, leave the rest to me."
Qin Hui said, then unleashed dozens of flying daggers from his hand.
The trajectory of these flying daggers was incredibly sharp, giving the mercenaries no chance to resist.
Screech!
The handguns held by the mercenaries were instantly sliced in two by the flying daggers, and their fingers were also severed in an instant.
"Ah!"
A scream echoed through the secret chamber.
Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, Old Man Jin immediately tried to escape.
He hadn't expected Qin Hui to be so monstrous, that even guns couldn't deal with him.
However, as Old Man Jin made his move, Huang Qing appeared before him.
Before Old Man Jin could beg for mercy, Huang Qing delivered a swift kick directly to his groin.
"Ah!"
Old Man Jin had no time to resist. With a scream, he clutched his groin and cried out in pain.
It was evident that Huang Qing had completely crippled Old Man Jin's manhood.
Seeing Old Man Jin in agony, Huang Qing felt a sense of relief.
With your kind of pathetic state, you still want to sleep with me?
Qin Hui looked dejected, as if women all liked kicking that area!
"Alright, I'll leave the cleanup to you. I'm heading back."
Qin Hui yawned, somewhat bored.
Still, it was good that at least this cancerous growth, Old Man Jin, had been dealt with.
Huang Qing gave Qin Hui an OK gesture, signaling that he could leave.
Clearly, Huang Qing was quite diligent when it came to handling cases.
As Qin Hui walked out of the courtyard, he looked at his Porsche Panamera with a sense of helplessness.
His beautiful car had been smashed. Fortunately, Qin Hui had plenty of money; he could just get a new one.
Not long after Qin Hui left, the sound of police sirens began to wail.
With Old Man Jin's downfall, the industries behind him would soon be shut down. As for Old Man Jin himself, who knew what else Huang Qing might do to him.
Soon, Qin Hui called for a tow truck to take his Panamera back to the dealership.
By the time Qin Hui left the dealership, it was already past nine o'clock at night. Qin Hui had sold the Panamera directly to the dealership.
However, Qin Hui then picked up a brand new, top-of-the-line Cayenne from them.
The new car drove with ample power, and Qin Hui immediately forgot about the unfortunate state of the Panamera.