Chapter 125: Qin Jiang Shifts To The Dark Side

Twenty minutes earlier.

As the big brother of the ten-kidnapper group—Sang Biao—he smashed the pink diamond ring that Qin Jiang had specially bought for Yan Liang to teach Qin Jiang a lesson.

The youth’s face still bore clear marks from being slapped by Sang Biao. He was tied up and pinned to the ground, and no one thought Qin Jiang had any chance to turn on them.

But just as everyone was deliberately insulting Qin Jiang and having a good laugh, the rope around Qin Jiang’s wrist suddenly loosened and was easily untied.

The moment it came undone, Qin Jiang, as if mad, lunged straight at Sang Biao, swinging his right fist and striking fiercely at Sang Biao’s skull with swift, brutal movements, his fingers curling like an eagle’s talon.

Aiming straight for Sang Biao’s eye socket.

Such a fast, precise, and brutal technique was clearly underhanded, but undeniably… very effective!

“Aaaahhh!! My eye!!”

“Qin Jiang, you bastard, I have to teach you a lesson.”

Qin Jiang’s finger gouged into Sang Biao’s right eye and blood gushed out, the warm flesh giving way.

Blood—how could it not be warm.

The others were completely stunned in place. Qin Jiang’s method was vicious and lacking in martial etiquette, but it turned out to be the most effective and quickest counterattack.

As he withdrew his hand, his fist once again dove straight for the crotch!!

“Owwwww!!!!”

Another scream tore through the air of the abandoned steel mill. Qin Jiang nonchalantly withdrew his hand and first untied the ropes binding his feet.

Sang Biao was the closest to him at that moment.

Using his close-combat advantage, he struck straight at Sang Biao’s soft spots, making him scream and writhe.

But not all ten of these people were complete cowards.

Qin Jiang had to find a way to get out of this predicament.

Shortly after being gagged and thrown into the car, due to the many times in earlier years his body had been used to test various poisonous herbs for his second sister Qin Muyun, he required twenty times more anesthesia than others.

That little sedative was nothing—like the sprinkle of some water~~

When he woke up, he didn’t immediately alert them. Instead he first observed them to figure out who had kidnapped him.

Why they had kidnapped him.

From their conversations, Qin Jiang confirmed they were not from the Yan family, and the murderous intent in his eyes eased a bit.

If they were from the Yan family, then they would have surely kidnapped him to go after Yanyan.

The target they aimed to harm was also Yanyan!

But if it was just Qin Shuyun’s diehard fans causing trouble offline, then it was only aimed at him. He could play along with them slowly~

Since Qin Jiang’s rebirth, he had been very clear that his weakness was his physical fitness.

So whenever he had time—not being tied to a bed by Young Mistress Yan Liang and working—he would regularly lift weights to build his physique.

He picked up training in martial arts, sanda, boxing, Krav Maga, and so on—skills he had trained in in his previous life—to be ready for emergencies.

Qin Jiang knew very well that his abilities were still far from sufficient.

Although he could never surpass Young Mistress Yan Liang’s success, he was even more unwilling to be Yanyan’s burden or become her weakness.

Only if he became strong himself could Yanyan eliminate her last weakness to the outside world!!

What others didn’t know was that Qin Jiang, to prevent himself from being used by the Yan family as a tool to retaliate against Yan Liang, had always hidden a military utility knife on his person.

One knife, many uses.

Hidden right in his sleeve.

During the time in the car, he had been cutting at the ropes.

After cutting them, he kept the cut rope in his grasp and didn’t rush to fight his kidnappers.

But now, while they could bully him, the problem was that they had trampled on his feelings for Yanyan.

Then… it was time to awaken the hunting instinct in him!!

He used the utility knife to slice the bindings on his legs. The clean, decisive motion made the others uneasy.

Didn’t everyone say this kid was just a weak pretty boy who couldn’t even bind a chicken?

How… how… did that image of him change so much?

Their faces went pale as they watched Sang Biao, clutching his crotch and crying like a pathetic loser casually kicked aside by Qin Jiang.

“I told you… don’t mess with me…”

“But you refused to listen, you stubborn fools!”

“Look what you’ve done. Now, I really, really want to… snap your necks.”

Qin Jiang stood in place, casually flicking the ropes that had bound him, his expression both sullen and intriguingly ominous.

The young man’s pristine white shirt was dirtied from rolling on the ground. His face and hands and clothes were splattered with gore.

He looked like a demon newly born from hell.

That intimidating aura alone made people feel like they had fallen into the netherworld!!

The men’s legs trembled a little.

But Qin Jiang had just used a dirty trick to overwhelm Sang Biao. That didn’t necessarily mean he was that terrifying.

“Qin… Qin Jiang! Don’t go too far, let Brother Biao off. If you promise to apologize to our Film Queen on live on social media and never be involved in the entertainment industry again, we might let you go.”

“Otherwise, don’t think you’ll take even half a step out of here!!”

A lean, monkey-faced man stepped forward. Not tall, but with a sharp look about him.

“Oh… really?”

The expression in Qin Jiang’s eyes grew colder and he didn’t take the man’s words to heart.

He flipped him off, an international friendly gesture.

“Oh wow, I’m so scared.”

“Come on, hit me. If you’ve got the guts, keep me locked here forever. What… do you think you’re a yandere who can force me to love you?”

“Want me to lend you a few chains?”

Qin Jiang’s fearless, invincible posture left the big guys at a loss.

“Brothers, he’s too arrogant!”

“Asking for it!!”

“Hurry up and give him a good beating!”

So several big men lunged forward.

Qin Jiang didn’t dodge. Instead he reached into his waistband and pulled out a pistol.

The big men were stunned.

Who hides a gun in their waistband? Weren’t they afraid of an accidental discharge?

By then there wouldn’t be a single gun left.

But they didn’t have the guts to voice that question.

Even kidnappers in this country, unless from an outrageously powerful faction, generally carried knives.

Now Qin Jiang’s disruption had dragged them from the cold-weapon era straight into the era of firearms.

“Ahem… Master Qin, let’s talk this out~~”

“All you did was copy the Film Queen, small matter… if you don’t mind, we could steal some more of her scripts for you to copy.”

“Just don’t get too excited and copy us out of existence!!”

The burly men instantly changed their stand.

One by one, they looked fierce like tigers in front of Qin Jiang, but in the end…they were no more than just paper tigers.

“Oh, then let’s play a game.”

“I’m just starting with guns, my skill isn’t great. There’s a mango there—whoever puts it on top of their head for me to practice on, I’ll let them go.”

The men were too shocked to speak. Christ… that’s taking it too far.

“There’s even a cherry here…”

Qin Jiang glanced at the fruit Sang Biao had prepared on the table. It seemed it was meant for toying with him.

Since these people enjoyed kidnapping others for fun.

Then they might as well play something more thrilling!

“Master Qin, I’ll do it, I’ll do it…”

“Ancestor Qin… I’ll go, I’ll go!!”

“Father Qin, your grandson is here~”

Qin Jiang casually pointed at a man, arrogantly lifting his chin, a playful light flashing in his eyes.

“The one who just used a hammer to smash my ring… you put this watermelon seed on top of your head~”

The man bent his knees and fell to the ground.

But Qin Jiang’s game was only just beginning.

“Speak—who ordered you to kidnap me?”

“Who is it…”

Qin Jiang was about to continue when a professional who had been standing at the entrance of the abandoned mill saw Qin Jiang’s attention diverted and tried to flee.

But he only fell right into Qin Jiang’s trap.

The man quickly squeezed the trigger.

Bang bang bang bang bang!!

Several shots cracked through the air, startling birds near the steel mill.

When Qin Qianyun heard it, she couldn’t hold back and dashed toward the steel mill.

At the steel mill entrance.

A burly big brother—hit in the ear, arm, and calf, grazed by three or four shots, with one bullet striking his leg bone—fell to the ground.

Qin Jiang blew on the muzzle, thinking himself exceedingly cool as he holstered the gun.

He was quite well-practiced with firearms, but his accuracy still wasn’t great.

Those shots had been entirely instinctive.

He was betting on numbers.

There’s always a probability of hitting one or two…

“Phew~”

“Let’s congratulate the first lucky target! One HP!!”