107: Like A God Looking Down at an Ant

Like A God Looking Down at an Ant

Gu Qiqi tried her best to widen her eyes.0

In her field of vision, it was a blur.

That feeling of losing control was very, very bad.

However, her willpower was still depleting bit by bit.

Her phone fell to the ground and beeped.

Although she was brave, ruthless, and had the foresight to strike first to gain the upper hand, her body was still too weak in the end.

At the last second before she closed her eyes,

Gu Qiqi only saw a pair of black leather boots stop in front of her.

She could vaguely hear the man's cold and arrogant voice above her head.

"Stupid woman. You were so smug when you had the ability to administer anesthesia for me. How did you end up being anesthetized without even knowing it? Tell me, are you stupid?"

Gu Qiqi tried her best to use the last bit of her consciousness. Puzzled, she thought, Nonsense. When did she administer anesthesia on others randomly?

In the washroom, when Yao Dazhuang heard the sound of Gu Qiqi's body falling to the ground, he couldn't be any more excited.

Although blood was still flowing from the corner of his mouth, it couldn't stop his evil thoughts of immediately bullying Gu Qiqi.

Go away!

That woman was so beautiful when she was angry.

Her small mouth was red.

Her face was as fair as snow.

Her small waist was slender.

How beautiful!

How exciting!

Tsk. Tsk. He couldn't bear to use a steel wire broom to stab her.

Yao Dazhuang was unable to contain his joy. He used all his strength to climb out of the door sill.

Eh?

Where was she?

He raised his voice and said, "Little b*tch! I know you can't run far! You better lie down obediently and wait for me—"

Yao Dazhuang's voice was abruptly interrupted.

Then, screams filled the entire corridor and nearly broke the ceiling.

"Roar—Roar—Roar!"

His hand was ruthlessly stepped on by a black leather boot.

His knuckles cracked.

His chin trembled and he looked up in fear.

He saw a strong man hugging Gu Qiqi's soft little body. Like a god looking down at an ant, he was looking down at him.

Their eyes met.

Yao Dazhuang shivered from the coldness in that man's eyes!

"Who… Who are you?" He tried to withdraw his hand.

In the end, the man snorted coldly and ignored him completely. He casually squashed him with his leather boots.

His pig-like screams resounded in the corridor once more.

Yao Dazhuang's hand was crushed forcefully.

"You're not fit enough to know who I am."

Gong Jue said coolly.

His gaze landed on the bloodstains on Gu Qiqi's palms that had not been washed clean.

His handsome eyebrows frowned slightly as his anger surged.

His thin lips said coldly, "Special Assistant Lu."

"Here!"

"Ask him clearly which dirty hand he used to touch my woman. You know what to do."

"Yes!" Special Assistant Lu stepped forward and hesitated for a second. "His hand is already crippled."

It would be strange if he wasn't crippled after being stepped on by Gong Jue.

"Then, cripple an entire arm."

"Yes! What if he touched both hands?"

"Nonsense! Then, cripple both of them!"

"Yes!"

With a cold expression, Special Assistant Lu carried out his mission.

His steel-like arm dragged Yao Dazhuang into the female washroom without a camera.

Yao Dazhuang was so frightened that he was about to be scared to death. "Who are you? My family has money. My father is Yao… You will die a horrible death like this… Ah… wu…"

The sound of dislocation could be heard continuously from the female washroom.

Special Assistant Lu swiftly completed his task.

He said in disdain, "Moron, it's fine if you didn't say anything about your father. But since you did, you'll die faster."

The steel wire broom poked his buttocks!

Yao Dazhuang fainted from the pain.

pqdm.com