Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 764 - 764 750 Youre Not Qualified Yet (1)_1

Chapter 764: 750, You’re Not Qualified Yet (1)_1 Chapter 764: 750, You’re Not Qualified Yet (1)_1 In a rarely-visited suburb, an airplane is parked in an open area.

A group of people in black clothes stand guard nearby.

Suddenly, several black vans stop close behind.

The car door opens, and a man wearing a mask decorated with tusks steps out first.

“Boss!”

Seeing the man with the tusks mask, the people in black uniformly call out.

“Start the plane, get ready to take off,” the man orders.

“Yes.”

Inside the car, Jian Qing looks at the plane in the open space, a hint of contemplation flashing in her eyes.

Who exactly has kidnapped her and is even using a plane?

At this moment, several black cars rush over, surrounding the plane from all sides.

The next second, the car doors open, and another wave of agile men in black get out of the cars.

Thump, thump, thump.

The uniform footsteps make the atmosphere instantly tense.

“What’s going on?” The man with the tusks mask, seeing the sudden appearance of men in black, his face hidden behind the mask goes cold.

“Boss, they aren’t ours,” a man in black quickly moves to the side of the man in the tusks mask, speaking with a heavy expression.

His gloomy eyes scrutinize the unexpected wave of people, stating vehemently, “Get rid of all of them.”

With that, he turns and reopens the car door, retreating back inside.

“Take action!”

With this command, the two groups clash.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

Gunshots ring out, bullets tearing through the air, striking the cars, leaving dent after dent.

The scent of gunfire and the chaos of battle spread throughout the suburbs.

“Miss Jian, I need you to cooperate.” In the compact cabin, the man lowers himself inside, reveals a pair of handcuffs under the light, the cold glint off the silver gives off a chilling sensation.

“If you don’t cooperate, then don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Heh!”

Looking out the window, Jian Qing watches the two groups in black clothes wrestling, a cold smile curling on her lips.

“Looks like you guys have run into some trouble!”

Although she doesn’t know whether these people are there to help her out or settle a vendetta, judging by the current situation, at least it is beneficial to her.

“Miss Jian, my patience is limited.” Jian Qing’s teasing tone causes the man’s voice to turn cold, his knuckles white around the handcuffs.

Jian Qing glances at the handcuffs he’s holding, her gaze sharp and deep. She stretches out both hands and the silver handcuffs are clamped around her slender wrists.

Click!

The cold metal contacts her skin, Jian Qing tilts her red lips into a devious and mysterious curve.

A cold gust of wind blows over, the strong smell of blood permeating the air.

Thud.

One by one, black figures fall, stirring up dust.

“Vroom, vroom, vroom–”

The roaring sound of an engine growing louder and nearer, a black sports car makes a grand entrance into everyone’s field of view.

The car door opens, a long leg steps out, raising the head reveals a man with a cold and exquisite face under the sunlight.

Dark purple eyes deep and frosted, lips thin and carrying a thirsty curve. Every movement bearing the unmistakable charisma of a king.

Quan Jingwu looks at the men in black fighting around him, his gaze lands on the plane not far away, emanating an even chillier killing intent.

“Boss, Quan Jingwu is coming after us.”

The man in black in the driver’s seat, sharp-eyed spots the pair of purple eyes, turns his head towards the man in the tusks mask, reporting.

Throughout Beijing, who doesn’t know that those purple eyes are the unique mark of Quan Jingwu?

Jian Qing’s lips curve upwards slightly.

“Damn it, how could he possibly find us so quickly?” The man in the mask clenches his fist, his voice filled with anger.

As though realizing something, he suddenly looks at Jian Qing, “Was it you who spoiled our setup?”

With such a short time frame, Quan Jingwu couldn’t have found us so quickly, unless he knew that someone had exposed their whereabouts.

Jian Qingeyes are indifferent, she remains silent.

Her silence infuriates the man in the mask, he pulls out his gun and points it at her, grabbing the handcuffs and locking one end to the car door handle.

“Jian Qing, if you dare to move, this car could explode at any moment.”

Jian Qing glares at him coldly, her mouth curling into a mocking smile.

“Move the car closer to the plane,” the man in the mask orders.

“Yes.”

“Ah!”

Quan Jingwu grabs the neck of a man in black with one hand, applies force, and the man in black’s head tilts, wide-eyed and breathless.

He looks up to see the black van starting up, drops the gun with an empty magazine, and rushes over at a fast pace.

“Boss, catch!”

Shen Hao shouts, casually throwing over his gun.

Quan Jingwu catches it, stomps the ground, and executes a flip in mid-air.

The next second, he lands securely on the roof of the car.

“Quan Jingwu, get down now, or don’t blame me if I harm Jian Qing.” The man in the mask, keeps a close eye on the movement on the roof, shouting loudly.

If it weren’t for the superior who had specifically ordered not to harm Jian Qing, why would he have to go through all this trouble?

Jian Qing’s peripheral vision catches the handcuffs on her wrist, the unrestrained hand subtly touches her wristwatch.

In the chaos, a cold glint flickers at her fingertips.

This lousy handcuff, wishing to tie her down? No way.

“Adong.” Quan Jingwu stays on top of the car without moving, the man in the mask looks at the man in black driving, calls out.

“Understood!” The man in black driving nods strongly, frees one hand, retrieves a compact controller from his pocket, there’s only one red button on it.

Without any hesitation, he presses it down, the car instantly makes a soft noise.

At the same time, he steps hard on the brakes.

“Screech–”

“Jian Qing, tell Quan Jingwu to come down, or I won’t be courteous to you,” the man in the mask, holding the gun, loads the bullet, aiming at Jian Qing’s head.

Jian Qing opens her eyes slightly, a scornful laugh slips out from her lips.

“To be discourteous to the head of the house, you don’t qualify!”

Her icy voice, like a demonic chant from ancient times, heavily pounding in his heart.

The man in the mask has yet to respond when Jian Qing’s porcelain-like hand has already grabbed his wrist, forcefully twisting.

With a “crack”, the sound of fractured bones causes a chill down one’s spine.

Hiss.

The man in the mask feels a pang of pain in his wrist, the gun slips out his hand, Jian Qing catches it, her fingertips flipping it around, pointing the black muzzle at his head.

The situation reverses in a flash, just a mere blink of an eye.

“Boss!” The man in black in the driver’s seat, seeing this scene, after being momentarily stunned regains his composure, pulls out his gun aiming at Jian Qing.

“You, how did you…” The man in the mask holds his painful wrist, his eyes in disbelief looking at Jian Qing.

The fair jade-like wrist, the handcuffs which were cold just a moment ago, have already disappeared.

Jian Qing’s eyebrows raise slightly, “When I started toying around with these things, you were probably still playing with mud somewhere.”

The man in mask has a regretful look in his eyes, if he knew about this, he would have chosen to knock her out earlier.