The heartless beauty is addicted to being licked by a seemingly obedient and loyal dog.

The doctor was so frightened by Lu Jinci that his hands and feet trembled. He hurriedly made a gesture, signaling the nurse to hold down the young man who had already been subdued. He then quickly walked to the medicine cabinet in the corner, took out a glass medicine bottle, and used a syringe to draw out the clear liquid inside.

Song Yunxi was confined to the narrow operating table, her eyes red and unable to move her hands and feet.

Fresh blood flowed continuously down the spot on his right wrist where the needle had been removed, staining a large area of ​​the examination bed sheet red.

The dizziness and fear brought on by the high fever intertwined, and he twisted his body with all his might, letting out hoarse sobs and curses:

"Lu Jinci...you will die a horrible death..."

The man stood beside him, looking down at the tears on his face with a cold gaze.

The doctor turned around with the syringe full of medicine, flicked the needle, and approached Song Yunqi step by step.

"The patient needs to fast and abstain from water before the surgery. Judging from the patient's appearance, he probably hasn't eaten for a while, so there shouldn't be any problems."

"Take off his pants. Now we need to disinfect his thighs and genitals, and then give him anesthesia."

Upon hearing this, the nurse reached out and began to unbuckle Song Yunqi's belt.

"don't want……"

Having struggled for so long, Song Yunxi was exhausted and could only watch helplessly as the buckle was unlocked.

"boom!"

A loud crash suddenly came from the low wall outside the clinic, accompanied by the sound of mud bricks collapsing and metal exploding, and the entire simple building shook violently a few times.

Dust and debris rained down from the ceiling, and the old ceiling fan swayed and creaked under the strain.

Before the people in the room could react, deafening gunshots rang out from outside.

"Tap tap tap—!!"

"Tap tap tap—!!"

The sound of standard rifles firing continuously echoed in the narrow alley, interspersed with the terrified screams and cries of the guards.

Immediately afterwards, a cold, harsh, and overwhelmingly authoritative male voice, amplified by a loudspeaker, pierced through the brick walls and crashed into the cramped clinic.

"Listen up, you people inside, you are surrounded."

The voice was devoid of any warmth, carrying the chilling aura of a superior and a brutal killing intent suppressed to its limit.

"Hand over my wife!"

"You have ten seconds to surrender. If you delay even a second longer, I'll raze this damn pigsty to the ground!!"

The moment she heard that voice, Song Yunqi, who had been lying on the examination bed in despair and helplessness, trembled and the light in her eyes returned.

It's Shen Chonglu!

He actually came looking for us!

Lu Jinci's face turned extremely gloomy in an instant, and an unbelievable rage appeared in his sinister eyes.

He snatched the pistol from his henchman's waist, clicked the bolt, strode to the window, and peered out through the filthy glass.

On the wasteland outside the small building, several heavily modified armored off-road vehicles crashed through the wall and into the courtyard.

A hundred or so mercenaries dressed in black tactical uniforms, wearing bulletproof helmets, and equipped with a full set of high-end individual combat gear quickly dispersed and tightly blocked all the clinic's exits.

The roar of helicopters echoed continuously in the air.

In front of the SUV at the front, Shen Chonglu, dressed in a black combat uniform, had a tense and grim face, and his eyes were bloodshot from not having slept for several days.

He held a high-powered megaphone in one hand and rested his other hand on the gun handle at his waist, exuding an aura as fierce as a raging lion about to tear its prey apart.

"ten."

Shen Chonglu coldly uttered a number, his tone completely flat.

"Nine."

"eight."

Lu Jinci clenched his back teeth tightly, his eyes twitching.

No one expected that Shen Chonglu's reach would extend so far, even bypassing the layers of defenses in Myanmar and bringing such a well-equipped team directly to the heart of Myanmar's territory.

"Hold!"

Lu Jinci cursed under his breath, then turned and roared at his men inside the room, "Get your guns! Come with me and kill him!"

Just as he was about to take a step, the back door of the clinic was suddenly pushed open, and a henchman with a blood-covered face rolled in. He grabbed Lu Jinci's leg and shouted urgently in broken Chinese:

"Boss! No! We can't charge! The enemy has proper special equipment and high-precision snipers! Our men have been scattered, we can't hold them off!"

Lu Jinci kicked the other person away, his eyes flashing with madness and determination. Holding the gun in one hand, he kicked down the dilapidated wooden door of the clinic and strode out.

The air outside was thick with the smell of sulfur and gunpowder.

Standing in the darkness a dozen meters away, Shen Chonglu's eyes sharpened instantly, becoming as hawk-like, when he saw Lu Jinci appear.

He tossed the megaphone to his subordinate, drew his sidearm, and strode forward.

Both sides' men simultaneously raised their guns and aimed them at each other, the air so tense it felt like a steel wire that could snap at any moment.

"Shen Chonglu, you've got some nerve, daring to trespass on my territory."

Lu Jinci stopped and looked at the group of well-trained, fully armed private mercenaries opposite him, his brows furrowed tightly.

This swamp has always been a wild and untamed land where various forces in the Golden Triangle have carved up their territory. Even the top forces within China could never extend their reach this far.

"How did you get here? Who are you?"

Shen Chonglu ignored him completely, his gaze passing over Lu Jinci and landing on the small, dilapidated bungalow behind them, his dark eyes surging with a violent chill:

"Where is Yunqi? Hand him over."

"Hand it over?"

Lu Jinci scoffed softly, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, his smile full of provocation and malice:

"He's my fiancé, why should I hand him over to you?"

Shen Chonglu was not angered by those words. After all, the so-called marriage agreement was just an empty shell. Looking at the other party's arrogant and conceited appearance, he fiercely gripped the gun handle.

In front of Song Yunxi, he was always obedient and docile, clinging to her like a gentle golden retriever, often lowering his head and acting cute to ask for a kiss.

But that was just the image he presented to Song Yunxi.

He grew up abroad and came into contact with a complex and chaotic circle of people. He was already holding a gun before he even started writing, and he dealt with ruthless characters in the mafia who killed without blinking an eye.

For Shen Chonglu, life and death are as commonplace as drinking water and eating.

But he has a bottom line: he only kills those who deserve to be killed.

The fact that Lu Jinci dared to kidnap Yun Qi is enough to warrant his death a thousand times over.

"You still don't know who I am. No wonder you can only cower in this gutter."

Shen Chonglu looked down at him, his tone calm yet firm: "Shen Chuanbin is my father. Who do you think I am?"

Lu Jinci's pupils contracted sharply in an instant.

Shen Chuanbin, China's richest man, is a behemoth who controls a trillion-dollar conglomerate and has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds.

Shen Chuanbin does indeed have an only son raised abroad. Because he loves him so much and is worried that his young son will be harmed by his enemies, he has never revealed any clues about him. He never expected that it was that little beast Shen Chonglu!

No wonder the Lu family fell so quickly; it turns out the Shen family was pulling the strings behind the scenes.

Shen Chonglu lowered his head slightly, kicked away the pebbles at his feet, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"Don't think that just because you have connections in Laos, I can still walk around here with my head held high even if I don't sell noodles or run telecom fraud. Which of those so-called big shots would dare to stop me?"

"You've only opened a small, insignificant industrial park, yet you really think you're a drug lord?"

Hearing the other party's contemptuous tone, Lu Jinci couldn't help but feel a moment of panic.

But the next second, remembering that Song Yunqi was most likely carrying Shen Chonglu's child, and seeing the man's haughty attitude, her emotions were immediately consumed by an even fiercer fire of jealousy.

"You bastard!"

His eyes were bloodshot. He threw the gun on the ground and pounced like a cheetah, swinging his iron fist directly at Shen Chonglu's face!

Shen Chonglu reacted extremely quickly, dodging the punch by tilting his head. He instantly understood what the other party meant, dropped his gun, and then raised his elbow to smash it hard into Lu Jinci's ribs!

boom!

The collision of flesh produced a dull, muffled sound.

If we're going to fight, let's have a real battle between men.

Neither of them were easy to deal with; they were both incredibly skilled and had completely dropped their pretenses, wrestling together on the rubble-strewn open space.

Every move was bloody, every punch landed hard; it was a fight to the death.

After several rounds of such intense fighting, both men sustained injuries of varying degrees.

Lu Jinci punched Shen Chonglu in the corner of the mouth, but Shen Chonglu didn't even flinch. He grabbed Lu Jinci's wrist and delivered a powerful knee strike to the abdomen, slamming him heavily to the ground.

It's been raining for the past few days, and the ground is slippery.

The fall sent mud and water flying everywhere.

Lu Jinci lay in the mud, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, panting heavily as he leaned on the ground. Looking at Shen Chonglu, who was pressing down on his chest, his eyes grew even more sinister.

"Shen Chonglu...you're quite pleased with yourself, aren't you?"

He coughed twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and sneered provocatively, "The bastard in Yunxi's belly... is it yours?"

Shen Chonglu's pupils contracted, and he stared wide-eyed in disbelief.

Blood was seeping from the wound on his forehead, sliding down his cheek, making his handsome face look like a demon crawling out of hell.

"Child?" He frowned deeply, his voice tense.

"What child?"

Wasn't the child already aborted?

How did Lu Jinci find out?

Seeing Shen Chonglu's reaction, Lu Jinci was first taken aback, then, as if he had discovered something extremely ironic, he burst into unrestrained laughter, laughing so hard he almost fell over:

"Hahaha! So you didn't know?! You didn't know anything at all!"

He pushed himself up and sat up, his eyes filled with a venomous malice, like a snake flicking its tongue.

"It's been over two months! Yunqi's bastard is over two months pregnant! He secretly ran away while pregnant, enduring hardship and suffering along the way, barely alive, and you knew nothing about it!"

A thunderous roar suddenly resounded in Shen Chonglu's mind.

That tiny life that belonged to the two of them stayed peacefully inside Yunqi's belly...

His body began to tremble violently, a raging storm raging in his eyes. He bent down, grabbed Lu Jinci by the collar, and lifted him up.

"What did you do to him?! Answer me! Did you touch him?!"

Anxiety and rage completely spiraled out of control.

Lu Jinci was struggling to breathe as he was pulled, yet he still cruelly curled the corners of his mouth in a smile. Shen Chonglu's loss of composure gave him a sense of vengeful pleasure, and he uttered the coldest words, one by one:

"What do you think? How could I possibly allow Yunqi to give birth to an illegitimate child?"

He tilted his head, revealing a mouthful of blood, and chuckled softly in Shen Chonglu's ear:

"The doctor has already performed an abortion. Would you like to see the baby?"

"I'll look in the trash can for you."