After five bigwigs in Beijing's elite circle fell into their trap, I fled.

Chapter 123 Tonight, you can rest assured and entrust yourself to me.

The subordinate immediately picked up a sharp iron bar and pressed it against the gap in the wooden box to start dismantling it!
"boom--"

The bald boss's expression suddenly turned fierce, and he abruptly pulled out a gun and fired at Rong Jingchen and his group!

At the same time, the honest and simple workers also picked up guns and joined the battle!

"Stand behind me!" Rong Jingchen threw a sentence at Jiang Shu, and a silver light flashed in his palm. A string of small trigger bombs landed precisely in the densely populated area of ​​the enemy in several parabolic arcs!

"Boom - boom -"

Amidst a series of explosions, Rong Jingchen pulled out a gun and coldly ordered, "Shoot anyone who refuses to surrender!"

Rong Jingchen's side also had quite a few people, and upon hearing this, they readily picked up their weapons and unleashed a flurry of fire.

The once quiet and deserted dock suddenly erupted like fireworks, with a fierce battle raging for over an hour!

Jiang Shu wasn't idle either.

She gripped the gun, awkwardly aimed it at the criminals one by one, and then fired, each shot hitting the wrist of the hand holding the gun.

Rong Jingchen intercepted every stray bullet that flew toward her.

Rong Jingchen shielded her behind him the whole time: "If you can't stand it, go back to the car and stay there, okay?"

“I’m fine, don’t worry about me.” Jiang Shu almost mechanically aimed at another criminal’s wrist and mechanically pulled the trigger.

The thrilling and bloody scene, with blood splattering everywhere, stimulated her senses.

Jiang Shu's shooting movements slowed down, and she couldn't help but frown slightly, pressing her hand to her heart...

Twelve o'clock at night.

The fierce battle finally came to an end.

Rong Jingchen stood on the dock, calmly tending to the bullet graze on his neck.

Police officers who were on standby nearby had arrived to help handle the scene. The bodies were being carried away, and the boxes of goods were being completely dismantled...

The subordinate reported to Rong Jingchen with a solemn expression:

"There were a total of 132 criminals. Of them, 79 were killed in the gunfight, and the rest were almost all seriously injured and have been brought under control. Thirteen of our men died and more than thirty were wounded."

Rong Jingchen's voice was indifferent, his pupils icy: "Send them to the hospital immediately. Compile a list of casualties and demand compensation from Nie Zheng."

"Yes!" The subordinate nodded. "The contents of the containers are not simple. So far, we've found drugs, ancient artifacts, copies of classified state documents... and even quite a few children and teenage girls. The blood-smelling container that Miss Jiang mentioned contained a two-year-old child who was covered in wounds and unconscious..."

Rong Jingchen nodded: "Nie Zheng has already sent people to take over, let's withdraw first."

He turned to look at his sugar daddy, only to find Jiang Shu looking somewhat lost and absent-minded, her whole demeanor rather, not quite right.

"Let's go home." Rong Jingchen gently put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his embrace.

The people sent by Nie Zheng arrived quickly. Rong Jingchen, concerned about Jiang Shu's condition, handed over all the handover matters to his subordinates and took Jiang Shu back first.

In the car.

Jiang Shu and Rong Jingchen were very close, with Jiang Shu almost leaning against Rong Jingchen's chest.

The summer night breeze was restless. Jiang Shuqing's light breath wrapped around Rong Jingchen's neck, and Rong Jingchen's blood began to surge with the night wind.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the inappropriate urges in his mind, and asked with concern, "Are you alright? Were you really scared?"

“It’s more terrifying than being scared.” Jiang Shu’s voice trembled slightly, a rare occurrence. “Rong Jingchen, I feel like something’s wrong with me.”

Rong Jingchen paused slightly, then softened his voice: "Don't be afraid, tell me what's wrong."

Jiang Shu took a deep breath and lowered her voice: "I've discovered I'm particularly sensitive to blood. Not just ordinary sensitivity, but the kind that can cause my heart to race..." Rong Jingchen paused for a moment: "So, you immediately smelled the blood in that box?"

"yes.."

"Don't be nervous. This is probably your first time seeing a scene like this, and you're just having a stress reaction," Rong Jingchen gently reassured you. "It's my fault. I shouldn't have brought you here."

“It’s not stress, it’s just sensitivity. I can tell the difference between each of their blood very clearly, and… yours too.” Jiang Shu leaned closer to the abrasion on his neck, her voice trembling, “You’re different from them. Your blood smells so good, it makes my heart race…”

Her breath gently caressed the wound on his neck, like a feather, teasing him again and again.

Add to that the soft voice and sweet fragrance lingering in his ears, and Rong Jingchen's heart began to pound!

“My sir, are you genuinely being overly sensitive, or…” His voice was hoarse, “or are you trying to hook me?”

"Why would I try to hook you?" Jiang Shu gently reached out to cover the bloodstain on Rong Jingchen's neck, her eyes finally clearing. "You're already mine, why would I need to hook you?"

Rong Jingchen hummed in response, but the restlessness in his heart was still hard to calm down.

Jiang Shu leaned into his arms and said, "It's alright, maybe it's just that it's my first time seeing this kind of scene, and I'm not used to it. Let me lean on you for a bit to calm down."

Jiang Shu was slowly calming down, but Rong Jingchen was staring out the car window, his eyes growing increasingly dark...

When they finally returned to the villa, Jiang Shu was about to wash up when Rong Jingchen grabbed her arm.

Jiang Shu turned around.

"My lord, may I hold you while we sleep tonight?" Rong Jingchen said softly, "not in bird form."

Jiang Shu looked at his expression, which was somewhat different from usual: "Why?"

“On the mountain, the traffickers used something stimulating to drug me.” Rong Jingchen paused for a moment. “My willpower is still pretty strong, but who knew I would have to go through another fierce battle…”

Jiang Shu's eyes turned slightly cold: "Those filthy bastards!"

Rong Jingchen's eyes flickered slightly: "Is that alright?"

"Tonight, you can rest assured and entrust yourself to me!" Jiang Shu patted Rong Jingchen's hand seriously. "Go take a cold shower first, and I'll take care of the rest."

Rong Jingchen felt his blood surge with excitement in an instant!

He used all his self-control to barely manage a "hmm," grabbed a bathrobe, and went to the bathroom...

The two subordinates who brought Rong Jingchen back walked out with their heads down. Once they were outside the villa, one of them asked his companion in confusion, "Didn't our master already get an antibody injection and become immune to all poisons? Besides, I checked the drugs those human traffickers had; they were just the most common sleeping pills, easily neutralized by splashing cold water!"

Another subordinate rolled his eyes at him: "Didn't you see that the boss in the car is already breathing heavily from being teased? Sometimes, what invades his heart isn't necessarily a drug, it's love..."

Inside the villa.

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

Jiang Shu sprawled out on the sofa and immediately initiated a multi-person video call in the pet camp group.

Wait until one, two, three, or four people are connected.

Jiang Shu blurted out, "Rong Jingchen has been poisoned by aphrodisiacs, how do we cure him?"

An eerie silence fell over the group chat.

Then, Li Yubai was the first to ask in a chilling tone, "How do you plan to solve this?"

Feng Li slowly picked up a knife, gritted his teeth and smiled: "Baby, you'd better think carefully before you answer..."

(End of this chapter)