Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

When Qi Yan woke up, she was lying in the ward of the base.

She subconsciously looked at her fingers and saw that all the silver needles that had been inserted had been taken out and wrapped in gauze.

D77: [Sir, you can let me help you relieve your pain when you are in the shooting gallery. 】

Qi Yan was the only one in the room, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air: if the pain was relieved, how could the effect be realistic?

There are cameras in the shooting gallery.

The monitoring will record her determination to be punished and her pain, and she will use actions to prove that she knows and admits her mistake.

Qi Yan's left hand was intact, with no trace at all.

According to the punishment rules, she needed to drive six silver needles into her body. Even if Shi Yunhe was merciful, he still had to complete the order given by Ying Jin.

The only possibility is that Ying Jin was watching the surveillance in real time and stopped midway.

She sat up, feeling a slight twinge of pain in the five fingers of her right hand, and her whole arm was numb with pain. She took a breath and immediately ordered: Quick, quick, just help me block the pain a little, just a little, don't heal the wound.

D77: [Okay, sir. 】

The pain in her fingers suddenly eased a lot, and Qi Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

She walked out of the ward with slow steps. She didn't know why, but her fingers obviously hurt, and her legs and feet became weak and limp.

According to Ying Jin's habit, he would practice writing in the study at this time. Qi Yan slowly walked towards the study.

Before she knew it, everyone in the base was aware of her existence, and she was able to come and go much more freely, without someone suddenly pointing a gun at her head.

However, the inspections between regions were still very strict and did not become lax just because she became Ying Jin's subordinate.

She passed the security check as usual, and after the guard searched her body, his eyes fell on her fingers.

Qi Yan stretched out her hand: "Do you also want to take apart this gauze and take a look?"

The guard shook his head and praised in a mixture of Chinese and English he had learned somewhere: "You, six."

Qi Yan: "..."

The other guard in charge of the security inspection machine nodded: "We have all heard that you dared to point a gun at Master Jin. It is really a miracle that you survived."

"As expected of the woman who slept with Master Jin."

"Awesome, awesome, awesome."

Qi Yan:? ? ?

Is it possible that the whole base knows about the bad things she did? No wonder everyone's attitude towards her was strange and strangely polite.

Being surrounded by this group of tall Caucasians and praising her, Qi Yan got goosebumps all over her body and hurriedly broke away from them and trotted all the way to the study.

However, there were guests in Ying Jin's study. The study door was open and a woman's moans came from inside.

Shi Yunhe stood guard outside the study door. When he saw Qi Yan, he put his index finger to his lips and made a silent gesture.

Qi Yan nodded, moved slightly to Shi Yunhe's side, and listened attentively.

In the study, Ying Jin's voice was as clear and cold as ice water: "...not worthy."

She came too late and only heard the last two words, but couldn't catch the specific words before.

She raised her head in confusion and motioned for Shi Yunhe to tell her.

Shi Yunhe pointed to her right hand and raised his eyebrows, implying that she came here to listen to the gossip even though she was injured.

Qi Yan rolled her eyes and said forget it.

Shi Yunhe looked back at the study room, lowered his head and whispered, "There was a woman who wanted to imitate you and seduce Lord Jin. She tried to imitate a cat and act like a tiger instead of a dog, but she was tortured by Lord Jin."

Qi Yan frowned.

What is her image in the base now?

It is not appropriate to look for Ying Jin today. Come back tomorrow.

Qi Yan was about to turn around when Shi Yunhe grabbed her wrist and said loudly: "Master Jin, Miss Qi is here." After that, he threw her directly into the study.

Qi Yan almost stumbled and subconsciously went to hold the door frame, but her hand was still injured and it would hurt when she pressed it against any object, so she was in a hurry.

Ying Jin grabbed her waist and held her firmly. He grabbed her right wrist with one hand and raised it to prevent her hand from being hit.

She pressed against his body and smelled the reassuring scent of sandalwood on his body. She lowered her head, her face full of guilt, and muttered: "I'm sorry."

She was apologizing for joking with him about holding a gun.

"This matter is over." Ying Jin held her wrist, "You don't need to use this method to show your loyalty from now on."

He looked at the girl. She still looked very pitiful, with moist eyes. If she had ears on her head at this moment, they would be droopy and hairy.

Ying Jin couldn't help but laugh, and the depression in her heart was dispelled by her attitude of admitting her mistake.

He ordered: "Pull the person down."

This person naturally refers to the woman who fell to the ground.

Qi Yan then took a look and saw that the woman's face was somewhat similar to hers. They both tended to be pretty, but she was delicate and pretty, while the other woman was bright and pretty.

The woman's hands were tied in front, and her mouth was tightly bound with black tape. Her hands were red and blistered. There were a few tea leaves falling on her palms, and some of her skin was horribly swollen.

Ying Jin actually poured all the boiled tea on the woman's hand.

The two men dragged the woman out. Before leaving, Ying Jin gave a faint order: "Sell to Shirley Ranch at a low price."

Qi Yan: What is Shirley Ranch?

D77: [Not too far from Alaska, a brothel located in Pahrump, Nevada. 】

Qi Yan frowned.

If she didn't know how to write, calligraphy, or tea, and couldn't figure out his thoughts, would she end up with the same fate as this woman?

"What are you looking at?" Ying Jin turned her face towards her: "I envy her. Do you want to go with her?"

She shook her head, "It shouldn't be a good place there."

"The base is not a good place." Ying Jin let go of her wrist, "Do you need me to arrange for someone to take care of you?"

"It doesn't matter, it'll just take a while." Qi Yan tried to move her fingers, but was so painful that she almost lost her breath, "I don't seem to be able to grind ink for you recently."

"Then no need." Ying Jin glanced at the tea stains on the ground, frowned and said casually: "Don't slip."

She smiled and walked to his desk, "How could I fall if I'm such a big person?"

Ying Jin recalled the scene when she was with her: "I have caught you at least three times."

She groaned, stretched out her arms and threw herself on him, raised her head, and looked at him with bright eyes: "Catch me more, Mr. Jin."

The girl's body was soft and had a smell different from the sandalwood in the house. She was quiet and charming. The tail of her eyes curled up slightly, like a small hook hooking his soul.

He didn't know whether this feeling was right or wrong, but he instinctively held her head and kissed her.

His hand pressed against her waist, with Buddhist beads in between, reminding him to wake up.

But he couldn't stop, he shouldn't have touched her in the first place, and now he couldn't let go or quit.

"Call me Xu Zhi." He said solemnly.