My Ex-Wife Disappeared for Years and Had My Babies-Chapter 203 - 151 The Taste of Falling from Heaven to Hell_2

Chapter 203: Chapter 151 The Taste of Falling from Heaven to Hell_2

"Ah!" Wang Jinhui cried out in pain and threw Su Nian onto the ground, covering his aching groin with both hands.

Su Nian’s head struck the low foot of the coffee table next to her, feeling dizzy.

"Damn it! You’re asking for it!" Wang Jinhui recovered, grabbed Su Nian by the collar, lifted her from the ground, and gave her a harsh slap across her tender white face.

The fiery pain on her face made her even dizzier, but her hand held tightly onto the bag, trying to reach for her phone inside to call the police.

But as if the man saw right through her intention, he snatched the bag from her hand and flung it away. A few of his lackeys immediately went forward to divide up the contents of the bag.

Su Nian glared fiercely at Xue Qi; she never imagined she would go to such lengths, kidnapping her own son to bait her into a trap.

Wang Jinhui dragged Su Nian up, threw her onto a dusty wooden bed nearby, pinned her hands, and having learned his lesson, used his legs to hold down hers. Reaching with his other hand, his voice was urgent: "Bring me the drug!"

Su Nian turned her head to see a lackey taking out a syringe, drawing liquid from a glass vial...

Su Nian panicked, fearing the drug would deprive her of her rationality, leaving her at the mercy of this man... ultimately fulfilling Xue Qi’s wish.

She was truly scared; behind her, Haohao anxiously made "mmph mmph" noises, trying to prevent what was about to happen.

Su Nian knew no one would come to her rescue. In her frightened and flustered state, she watched as the man took the syringe passed by the lackey. Like snapping to her senses, Su Nian quickly blurted out: "Do you know who I belong to?! You dare to touch me!" freёweɓnovel.com

Her words caught the man’s attention. The syringe halted mid-air, but he looked at her with a mocking smile, fearlessly saying to Su Nian: "Are you referring to Third Young Master Shen?"

Su Nian was startled; she thought Shen Hanxiu’s name would instill fear, but he had known all along...

"I want to taste how delicious Third Young Master’s woman is, enjoy it thoroughly, and see if I’m stronger than him!"

Su Nian’s eyes widened with fear, almost suffocating as she desperately struggled, but she couldn’t avoid the sharp needle that pierced her neck, causing a stinging pain.

Xue Qi laughed with satisfaction, "Su Nian, I’m going to let you taste what it’s like to fall from heaven into hell!"

Su Nian didn’t have time to deal with Xue Qi; she could only hear the sound of "riiip—" as her clothes were torn open...

Inside the old van, Yang Zijing checked his phone, then tucked it into his waistband, got out of the van, and nodded to someone across the street, exchanging a brief eye contact.

"Yang, should we move now?"

"Wait, let’s see what’s happening first."

The big boss hasn’t arrived yet. If we rashly make a move, a gunfight is inevitable. Accidental harm to the sister-in-law would be disastrous.

The area around the house was filled with various cars, all old and decrepit, looking very inconspicuous.

On the rough road, a black Phantom came speeding along. Due to the excessive speed, even slamming on the brakes left a long skid mark.

Standing at the corner, Yang Zijing was startled.

Seeing the man coming out of the car, Yang Zijing carefully approached, "Bro, why drive such a conspicuous car? It’s so easy to be spotted!"

Shen Hanxiu’s face was stern, ignoring Yang Zijing’s concerns, and asked directly: "Where is Su Nian?"

Yang Zijing pointed to a nearby house, "She went in, it’s been almost half an hour, no sign of anything."

Shen Hanxiu, without another word, stepped toward the house.

Yang Zijing wanted to advise him but heard a commotion behind him...

The big brother came with a whole fleet of cars! If you didn’t know better, you’d think it was a wedding convoy!

At least a dozen cars, with Yang Zichen getting out from the lead car.

The two brothers didn’t exchange pleasantries upon meeting.

Seeing the big brother brought so many brothers, Yang Zijing felt reassured.

"Where is he?" Yang Zichen stepped forward and asked.

"He went in."

With the answer, Yang Zichen led the way inside the house.

Yang Zijing quickly stopped them: "Hey, I say, I am a police officer! We are on an important official duty! What’s this mess?! Back off! Follow my command!"

The dozens of brothers behind looked at Yang Zichen, not sure whom to listen to.

Yang Zichen pushed his glasses up, shot a glance at Yang Zijing, then looked away, focusing on the old house, and spoke indifferently: "Follow me."

The brothers moved together toward the house.

Yang Zijing, frustrated, cursed and an older policeman beside him asked: "Yang, what do we do now?"

"What can we do? Charge! Surround them front and back! Don’t let any of them get away!"

After the injection of the drug, Su Nian fought back with the last of her rationality, but her body was becoming less responsive, her vision becoming blurred...

After being slapped several times consecutively, her head felt even more lightheaded, and she saw the man getting impatiently up, undoing the belt around his waist.

Su Nian curled up in discomfort, as the skin that was once exposed to the cold air now burned hot; the drug was taking effect...

She now desperately craved the antidote...

The man took off his coat, unbuttoned his pants, his hands eager to tear off Su Nian’s [under][garment].

"Big brother, not good! We’ve been followed! We’re surrounded outside!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Jinhui immediately stopped what he was doing but didn’t get up, "Everyone, go down and block them! Am I paying you just to watch?!" After saying that, he hurriedly buried his head in Su Nian’s neck, as if indulging in this woman was more important than anything else at the moment.

Xue Qi, frightened, walked to the window, her body trembling with fear, and turned anxiously to Wang Jinhui: "Brother Wang, I brought the woman too, give me the goods first."

Wang Jinhui ignored her, let go of Su Nian, and reached to pull down her jeans...

Suddenly, fighting sounds came from outside; after a few cries of pain, the lackeys preparing to go downstairs with their weapons all retreated back in fear.

In the midst of despair, Su Nian’s tear-blurred eyes caught sight of a familiar silhouette; words reached her throat but only the shape of her mouth formed: "Ah... Shu..."