The man walked over slowly, and by the faint halo of the moonlight, Gao Jiping finally made out his features and couldn't help but be startled, "Hao Jian? What are you doing here?"
Gao Jiping was very surprised; her residence was triple-secured inside and out, and she even had over a dozen hunting dogs in the yard that would detect the slightest movement. Yet, Hao Jian had infiltrated without anyone noticing, not even the hunting dogs. What was going on?
Hao Jian didn't speak but looked down at her from his height, his eyes filled with a sense of aggression.
Gao Jiping suddenly felt a bit feverish, remembering just how scantily clad she was. Hao Jian's intense gaze made her subconsciously think the worst.
Could it be that he wanted to take advantage of her?
However, it wasn't surprising that Gao Jiping was having such thoughts. It was the middle of the night, and Hao Jian had brazenly entered her boudoir. It was hard to believe he had no ulterior motives.
But soon, Gao Jiping sensed something was off because she realized that although Hao Jian's gaze was aggressive, it was also somewhat cold.
Moreover, there was a faint killing intent emanating from him. Could it be that he was here to kill her?
Gao Jiping suddenly had an ominous premonition. If Hao Jian were here to kill her, she wouldn't stand a chance at fighting back.
As Gao Jiping was lost in her chaotic thoughts, Hao Jian finally opened his mouth. His voice was different from his usual frivolous tone, harsh and low-pitched, like some kind of beast growling, "Kill... I want to kill."
"What?" Gao Jiping didn't understand the meaning behind Hao Jian's words.
"I promised you I would kill someone. Just tell me, who should I kill? Liu Bohong?" Hao Jian spoke again, his voice tinged with impatience.
"Liu Bohong? No, I won't kill him," Gao Jiping shook her head.
"Why not kill him, don't you have a grudge against him?" Hao Jian was the one who was puzzled. Liu Bohong was after Gao Jiping's territory; why wouldn't she want to kill him?
Gao Jiping smiled, "Liu Bohong is just a tool. The real mastermind is someone else. Even if I killed Liu Bohong, a second one would appear. Besides, I'm aware of the grudge between you and him. Even if I didn't ask you to do it, you would still kill him, wouldn't you? In that case, why should I waste an opportunity?"
Hao Jian was stunned. This woman's intelligence was frightening.
"Just name someone, consider it a bonus," Hao Jian said indifferently. At that point, it didn't matter who it was; he just wanted to vent the rage in his heart.
"You're particularly full of malevolence tonight. What happened?" Gao Jiping asked curiously. Today's Hao Jian was vastly different from before, which frightened her.
"Ask what you should ask, and don't bother with what you shouldn't!" Hao Jian reprimanded her coldly.
Gao Jiping shivered and then forced a bitter smile, "Well then, Wang Hongsheng will do. I've always wanted to get rid of that traitor!"
The thing people often hate the most isn't your enemy, but the one who betrays you.
It was natural that Gao Jiping hadn't forgotten Wang Hongsheng. It was just that she was too occupied to deal with him herself.
"In an old factory in the West Suburb. I thought about going to kill him myself, but between Liu Bohong constantly attacking my territory and that guy spending a fortune to hire a bunch of mercenaries, I can't spare the manpower to deal with him. If you're bored, feel free to go kill him," Gao Jiping spoke, seeing it as a free opportunity that she couldn't miss.
"Lead me to him," said Hao Jian, without any further ado, directly asking Gao Jiping to show the way.
"Wait for me a moment, let me change my clothes," Gao Jiping said, then stood up to change, not minding Hao Jian's presence at all, stripping off her nightgown right in front of him, leaving only her lace panties on.
Gao Jiping did this partially as a test. She wanted to see if Hao Jian was the lustful type, but the test left her somewhat disappointed.
Because even before she took off her clothes, Hao Jian had already turned away.
At this, Gao Jiping could only laugh helplessly.
Afterward, Gao Jiping sent out her men, heading to the West Suburb to seek out Wang Hongsheng. With the addition of Hao Jian, a formidable fighter, she felt even more confident.
Now, they were all gathered outside the abandoned factory, ready to attack on Gao Jiping's command. The assassins of the Red Makeup Society would storm in immediately.
"Should we make a move now?" Gao Jiping asked Hao Jian, who at that moment seemed to be the true boss.
"Go ahead," Hao Jian said expressionlessly, yet he didn't get off the car immediately because he needed Gao Jiping's men to clear out the riff-raff; he wasn't interested in small fry.
Meanwhile, Wang Hongsheng had no idea that danger was closing in.
He cursed while blowing on the liquor bottle, his face showing a trace of viciousness, "Gao Jiping, bastard! I'll **** you! I'll **** you!"
Wang Hongsheng hated Gao Jiping to the core. Why? Because as long as Gao Jiping was not dead, he would live in torment, fearing her retaliation at any moment.
Having not seen him for a while, Wang Hongsheng looked haggard, no longer having his previous delicate appearance, his face covered with stubble, hair unkempt, looking like a vagrant.
Though he had hired mercenaries to protect him, he still didn't feel safe.
Even knowing that Gao Jiping might seek revenge, Wang Hongsheng still refused to leave Hua City because he was waiting, waiting for Liu Bohong to eliminate Gao Jiping. Once she was dead, everything she had would belong to him!
Suddenly, a gunshot shattered the silent night.
"Damn it!" Wang Hongsheng's expression changed instantly, pulling out a handgun from a drawer not far away.
Immediately, Wang Hongsheng rushed out of the room and was met by a big black hulk of a man. Built like a mass of tendons, over two meters tall and burly, he looked like a gorilla.
He was the leader of the mercenary group Wang Hongsheng had hired, the Black Snake Mercenary Corps, which also had a certain reputation in the underworld. The man himself was ranked twentieth on the list of mercenaries, with notable strength.
"Karl Mara, what the hell happened?" Wang Hongsheng asked the black group leader.
"A group of people are attacking us, and our men are exchanging fire with them. Wang Hongsheng, your enemy has come knocking," Karl Mara said, grinning to reveal a row of white teeth.
If there was anything white on his body, it was probably only this row of teeth.
"What?" Wang Hongsheng's expression went through a drastic change, immediately thinking of Gao Jiping coming for revenge; she would be the only one wanting him dead.
Seeing Wang Hongsheng turn pale with fright, Karl Mara said with some disdain, "Relax, no matter who comes, we, the Black Snake Mercenary Corps, will make sure they leave empty-handed. Since we've taken your money, we'll naturally ensure your safety. You can go back to your room and enjoy yourself; leave the rest to us."
Karl Mara had absolute confidence in his subordinates.
"No need, I'll go and have a look," Wang Hongsheng said, having no mood for enjoyment as long as Gao Jiping was alive, he wouldn't be at ease.
Karl Mara shrugged, "Suit yourself, you're the boss after all. Whatever you say goes."
Meanwhile, Gao Jiping's people had officially engaged with the Mercenary Group, and Karl Mara wasn't exaggerating; each of his men was indeed elite.
In just a confrontation, Gao Jiping's people were routed by Karl Mara's men, not daring to show their heads, with over half either dead or wounded.
Seeing this, Gao Jiping couldn't help but look grave, each of her subordinates was extremely precious, and it pained her to see them getting killed.
"Have your people all pull back. They're no match for the others," said Hao Jian, who had been resting inside the car. He could see that the opponents were well-trained soldiers, whereas Gao Jiping's people were simply an unruly mob, not understanding coordination in group combat, just recklessly shooting, naturally no match for their adversaries.
Upon hearing this, Gao Jiping quickly nodded, almost crying with excitement; she had been waiting for Hao Jian to say these words.
If Hao Jian didn't take action soon, all her people would be dead.
Gao Jiping hurriedly called her people back.
At that moment, Hao Jian also opened the car door and stepped out, emotionlessly telling Gao Jiping, "Wait for me in the car."
"No, I'll go with you. I want to see Wang Hongsheng die with my own eyes!" Gao Jiping insisted on following Hao Jian, her hatred for Wang Hongsheng overpowering her fear of death.
"Suit yourself." Hao Jian ignored Gao Jiping and walked directly towards the battlefield.
At this point, Gao Jiping's people had retreated and stood protectively beside her. Seeing Hao Jian walking ahead and Gao Jiping following him like a little brother, they were all utterly puzzled, silently speculating about Hao Jian's identity and the commanding presence he exuded.
As the sound of gunfire ceased, Wang Hongsheng and Karl Mara also walked over from that end. Seeing Gao Jiping's people defeated by his own, Wang Hongsheng couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Gao Jiping, long time no see. How have you been?"
"If you knew what I came for today, you might not be so happy to see me," Gao Jiping sneered coldly.
And Gao Jiping's subordinates also glared at Wang Hongsheng with hate-filled eyes, loathing the traitor.