This young man is too terrifying, I need to escape quickly!
This was Hua Jie's only thought.
But in her panic, she banged her head with a dong against the open bedroom door, recoiling and falling to the ground with a bang.
Hua Jie's attempt to flee jolted the two men in black shirts back to their senses.
The bloody reality told them it was best to obey Li Qianfan!
They exchanged a look and immediately lunged towards Hua Jie, who had stunned herself by hitting the door.
Although cutting off someone's hand wasn't a pleasant feeling, it was far better than having their own hands severed at the wrist!
The glint of knives flashed.
Blood splattered.
Hua Jie screamed.
Li Qianfan, his face filled with reluctance, looked away.
Hua Jie fainted.
The two men in black shirts nimbly used the bedsheets to bind her wrists and forearms. Then, trembling, they approached Li Qianfan. "We, we have completed your orders."
Li Qianfan ignored them.
He looked towards the doorway and instructed Chu Yazhi, "Call the police. Say there are intruders inside the club, wielding knives and injuring people."
The hearts and lungs of the two men in black shirts trembled.
Not only had Li Qianfan forced them to brutally chop off Hua Jie's well-maintained hands, but he was also calling the police to have them arrested as knife-wielding assailants.
This—
This was too outrageous!
But what else could they do but stand there obediently?
Oh, oh.
Chu Yazhi, who had been kneeling on the ground, covering her mouth and holding a bucket, quickly got up and stumbled to the table to make the call.
"Given your performance, I'll give you a suggestion."
Li Qianfan's face was full of compassion, as if he was thinking for them. "You two should carry these two human traffickers and turn yourselves in. Do I need to tell you how to explain that you were acting for the good of the people?"
"No, no need!"
The two men in black shirts suddenly understood, but they became even more frightened.
They finally realized they had encountered a truly ruthless person today.
As long as they could leave here safely, forget about acting for the good of the people; they wouldn't object to spending three years in prison.
They quickly picked up the two unconscious individuals, one on each person's back.
One of the men in black shirts instinctively reached for the severed hands (which could potentially be reattached).
Li Qianfan said coldly, "Leave the hands, and get out!"
The man in black shirts hastily dropped the hands and then looked towards Murong Mingyuan.
They were Murong Mingyuan's subordinates—
Li Qianfan, annoyed, said, "What, do you want to stay behind and die with this idiot?"
The two men in black shirts immediately hurried away.
They followed Murong Mingyuan for money, not for their lives!
After dealing with Hua Jie and the others, Li Qianfan's originally agitated mood clearly improved.
He lit another cigarette before turning to Murong Mingyuan. "Now, it's your turn."
Murong Mingyuan's face was pale, utterly pale. "What, what do you want to do to me?"
Li Qianfan looked at Chu Yazhi. "Bring in the water, and get an empty bottle."
Chu Yazhi brought the water as instructed and then found an empty bottle.
Looking at the bucket of water, Li Qianfan said to Murong Mingyuan, "You, stand on your head against the wall."
Before Murong Mingyuan could say anything, Li Qianfan instructed Chu Yazhi again, "Use the bottle to feed her water. She must finish it within half an hour."
Drinking water upside down?
Yes.
Li Qianfan's punishment for Murong Mingyuan was to drink water while doing a handstand.
Could someone drink water upside down?
Especially half a bucket of purified water!
Let alone upside down, even if Murong Mingyuan were standing, she couldn't drink that much in half an hour.
Murong Mingyuan stared blankly at Li Qianfan.
After a long moment—
She suddenly gritted her teeth, lunged at Li Qianfan, and shouted hoarsely, "Damn it, I'd rather die than live! I'll fight you!"
Her inner wildness unleashed, Murong Mingyuan stopped caring about anything.
She knew she was no match for Li Qianfan.
But even if she died at his hands, Murong Mingyuan didn't want to endure his humiliation any longer!
Li Qianfan wouldn't kill her.
He sidestepped Murong Mingyuan's lunge, easily grabbed her by the back of the neck with his left hand, and pressed her against the headboard.
Li Qianfan sat on the edge of the bed and asked in a gentle tone, "Tell me, who contacted those two human traffickers for you, and instructed you to come to the provincial capital to abduct Chu Yazhi?"
He believed that Murong Mingyuan would have no psychological burden in bringing human traffickers to the provincial capital to abduct Chu Yazhi.
But Li Qianfan didn't believe that Murong Mingyuan, who grew up in Beijing, would know people from all walks of life in the prairie region.
The person who helped Murong Mingyuan contact the human traffickers was likely the one who planned this entire operation for her.
Li Qianfan had to find this person.
With her neck gripped, Murong Mingyuan was like a venomous snake with its vital spot pinched; any struggle was futile.
Her face showed fearlessness, and she coldly sneered, "Kill me if you want, stop with the nonsense!"
Li Qianfan smiled and looked at the back of her head.
Murong Mingyuan's soft, light-yellow hair was held back by a blue butterfly hairpin.
The hairpin was made of hard plastic. If the angle and force were right, it could easily slice through a piece of cowhide.
Li Qianfan removed the hairpin and placed it on Murong Mingyuan's face. "One more chance. Otherwise, I will truly disfigure your face."
Disfigure Murong Mingyuan's face!
Li Qianfan had already said this to Murong Mingyuan at Yufeng Villa.
Chu Yazhi had heard it firsthand.
But neither Murong Mingyuan nor Chu Yazhi believed Li Qianfan would actually do it.
Because in their subconscious, Li Qianfan, having some sense of "beauty," would never do such a thing.
It was just a simple threat.
And now, it was happening again!
"Ha."
Murong Mingyuan laughed loudly. "Even if you disfigure my face, I won't tell you. A daughter of the Murong family is not intimidated by death!"
"You are truly something."
Li Qianfan turned and instructed Chu Yazhi, "Can you contact Murong He? Video call him. I have a few questions to ask him in person."
Murong He was Murong Mingyuan's uncle and the Murong family's "betrothal ambassador." Chu Yazhi naturally had his contact information.
Soon, the video call was connected.
Chu Yazhi immediately pointed the camera at Li Qianfan.
Murong He, seeing Li Qianfan in the video, was first stunned, then his expression changed drastically.
However, he forced a smile. "Young Master Li."
"Murong He, listen carefully."
Li Qianfan got straight to the point. With a slight squeeze of his left hand, he pulled Murong Mingyuan into his lap and addressed the camera. "Now tell me. Who contacted Hua Jie and the others to come to Tiandong to try and take Chu Yazhi's club and kidnap her to the prairie?"
Before Murong He could react, Murong Mingyuan shouted, "It was me! Everything was done by me! My family knows nothing about it. If you have something to say, come to me directly! Kill me or cut me up, as you please!"
Li Qianfan asked, "Was it really you?"
Murong Mingyuan raised her chin and said clearly, "It was me!"
"Fine."
Li Qianfan said calmly, holding the hairpin in his right hand, placing it below the corner of her left eye. "Last chance. Say it, who was that person?"
"It was. Me."
These two words were squeezed out from between Murong Mingyuan's teeth.
Li Qianfan stopped speaking, and the veins on the back of his right hand suddenly tensed!
Then.
Chu Yazhi, holding the phone, Murong He in the video, and Murong Mingyuan watching the video, all witnessed the plastic hairpin become sharper than a blade!
With effortless ease, it pierced Murong Mingyuan's delicate skin near her left eye.
Then, it slowly traced along her cheekbone, across her high nose, and stopped at her right lip.
Blood immediately began to flow!