"You scoundrel!"
The Third Mistress clenched her fists, a frost instantly spreading across her beautiful face.
Her chest heaved with fury, filled to the brim with blazing anger!
"Trying to buy my life with money? Utterly preposterous!"
"Hmph! You should know where you are, yet you don't realize you're courting death!"
"Guards, unleash the dogs! Bite them to death, both of them!"
*Riiip!*
The moment the Third Mistress finished speaking, the sound of clanking chains erupted from a room outside the private chamber.
Jiang Rou quickly turned her head, spotting three ferocious dogs charging out from the adjacent room!
Each was massive, surpassing the two Mastiffs from the previous round in sheer size.
Their front paws were as large as a palm, striking the floor with dull, heavy thuds.
Thick, thumb-sized iron chains were leashed around their necks,
making the three dogs appear like an impenetrable fortress, leaving ordinary people with no means to retaliate!
The three fierce hounds fixed their gaze on the duo, their foul, fetid tongues lolling out.
Their bloodshot eyes gleamed with savage greed.
Jiang Rou was startled by the sight and inwardly cursed herself for being such a fool, for being so careless!
With three ferocious dogs hidden in the adjacent room, how could she not have sensed them from the beginning!
This put them in such a perilous situation.
Without time to ponder further, she immediately clenched her fists, preparing for battle.
While she was confident she could defeat one fierce dog, she still lacked assurance.
It wasn't because of the remaining two; Song Qiao could easily handle those.
But who knew how many more such fierce dogs the Third Mistress could unleash?
Moreover, fighting to the death with dogs was, in any case, a losing proposition!
As Jiang Rou was caught in a dilemma, a gunshot instantly jolted her back to her senses!
*Bang!*
*Bang!*
After the first shot, two more followed in quick succession!
Completely altering the current difficult situation.
Jiang Rou was shocked to discover that the three fierce dogs, so imposing moments before,
now lay listlessly on the floor, their tongues hanging out.
Blood seeped from their blasted heads, gradually staining the walkway beneath their feet!
"You!" Seeing that Song Qiao had killed her three beloved dogs again,
the Third Mistress's fury blazed, almost bursting her lungs.
"Damn you, Song Qiao, daring to kill my dogs!"
"Do you know those belonged to Young Master Xu, who entrusted them to me? You're finished!"
*Whoosh~*
Song Qiao blew on the muzzle of his still-smoking gun.
He turned his head and said coldly to the Third Mistress, "Woman, times have changed!"
"I'm too lazy to fight with animals!"
A week ago, Song Qiao was even more down on his luck than he was now.
He had been cornered by Sheng Xiong, a traitor from the Security Department, a situation with a near-zero chance of survival!
But then, three sniper rifles suddenly appeared, forcing Sheng Xiong to deal with them and flee in disarray.
At that time, Song Qiao couldn't help but sigh, guns were truly a wonderful thing.
It was from then on that Song Qiao believed it was essential to carry a gun.
After all, he had passed the Security Department's assessment and was a formal member.
His gun permit had been processed long ago, and it was a waste not to carry it!
He never expected it to be useful today.
Facing Song Qiao, who held a gun, the Third Mistress was not intimidated at all; her face only showed anger.
"Animals? It's rather pathetic, but your life is worth less than those three animals!"
"You think a mere broken gun can scare me? How naive!"
As the Third Mistress spoke, two crisp clicks echoed from the other end of the corridor.
Song Qiao clearly recognized the sound of bullets being chambered!
He turned his head and, as expected, saw!
The two bodyguards who had brought him over earlier had also drawn their pistols.
They were now aiming at him and Jiang Rou!
"Put down the gun immediately!" The two glared at Song Qiao, their voices cold and commanding.
"What do we do?" Jiang Rou licked her lips, asking in a panicked tone.
With one gun against two, she was certain there would be casualties today!
But Song Qiao's expression remained calm; he even had the leisure to tease.
"What to do? Nothing to be done!"
"I want to see how long you can stay stubborn!"
The Third Mistress let out a cold snort, certain that Song Qiao would not dare to make a rash move.
After all, two guns were pointed at their heads.
With unshakeable confidence, she stepped forward and raised a hand, intending to slap him across the face!
However, no matter how she imagined it, she could never have anticipated.
That Song Qiao would disregard the threat of the two guns.
He directly grabbed the hand the Third Mistress had extended, firmly restraining it!
"What?"
"Let go! Or we'll shoot!"
The two bodyguards were greatly alarmed, fearing they couldn't scare Song Qiao.
They quickly reloaded their guns, attempting to threaten him into surrendering.
*Clang, clang.*
Spent bullet casings popped out of the gun chambers, falling to the floor with a series of crisp metallic clinks.
Jiang Rou listened, her heart pounding, and glanced at Song Qiao with a look of horror.
He wasn't even afraid of this?
Song Qiao truly showed no hint of fear.
He held the Third Mistress's delicate hand.
Looking down from above, he gazed at her alluring figure.
He sighed in a flirtatious tone, "Tsk, tsk, tsk..."
"No wonder you can make that Zheng fellow so infatuated."
"Such tender skin, you're clearly skilled at seduction!"
"You!" Hearing Song Qiao's teasing words, the Third Mistress's face fluctuated between anger and disbelief.
She exerted all her strength to break free, but Song Qiao's hand was like a powerful vise,
rendering her completely unable to move!
This made the Third Mistress not only furious but also anxious. She quickly threatened.
"Never mind me! Shoot him!"
The two subordinates exchanged glances; neither dared to fire the first shot.
The reason was simple: the Third Mistress was in the hands of the enemy!
Song Qiao pointed out their unspoken concern and chuckled.
"Stop bluffing. They wouldn't dare to bear the consequences of firing."
"You know how favored you are in the Zheng household. You're not unaware."
"Bullets are blind things. What if they hit your beautiful face?"
"That Zheng fellow would probably chop them into pieces and feed them to the dogs, wouldn't he?"
Saying this, Song Qiao raised his pistol and, with a playful gesture, traced it lightly across her face twice.
Then, changing his tone, he ordered Jiang Rou, "Slap her!"
Jiang Rou was startled, but after a moment, she quickly stepped forward.
Staring at the Third Mistress's fair and smooth face, she sneered and said,
"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"
"You dare!" The Third Mistress met Jiang Rou's gaze, her pretty face like a sheet of frost.
Her voice was bone-chillingly cold, yet her eyes blazed with fury, wishing she could incinerate Jiang Rou before her!
*Slap!*
Jiang Rou's response was this fierce slap!
"What is there that I don't dare to do?"
After the slap, the Third Mistress's beautiful face quickly became red and swollen.
Four fingers were clearly imprinted on it, leaving a visible palm mark!
The Third Mistress gasped for breath, desperately wanting to raise her hand and return the blow a hundredfold.
However, her hands were completely restrained!
This caused her face to ache and her heart to feel wronged.
As the Third Mistress of the Zheng family, besides the occasional spank on her behind at night,
when had she ever suffered such humiliation?
She gritted her teeth, staring at Jiang Rou with venomous eyes, like a viper!
Facing such a woman, Song Qiao showed no mercy or chivalry.
Nor was he intimidated by the guns aimed at his head by the two bodyguards. He shouted coldly,
"Keep hitting her! Hit her until she agrees to repay the money!"
"If those two dare to fire, this Third Mistress will be their shield!"