Monopolize My Mysterious Wife-Chapter 511 - 496 I can assure you will be battered and
Chapter 511: 496, I can assure you will be battered and bruised._1
Chapter 511: 496, I can assure you will be battered and bruised._1
Hearing that, Iverson’s face looked worse than if he’d eaten shit.
What a bunch of idiots messing everything up.
“Get the guy from the jail and gather everyone in the hall over there.”
“Yes sir.”
When Iverson arrived at the hall, his look grew even more gloomy as he saw the crowd.
He looked up at the man in charge, and his distinctive purple eyes made it clear who he was.
“Quan Jingwu!”
“Iverson, when did you start to get a kick out of hiding like a rat?” Quan Yimo looked coldly at Iverson, mocking him.
“Quan Yimo, Abel, you two are quite relentless, chasing me halfway across the world, are you having fun?” Iverson shifted his gaze to Quan Yimo and Abel.
“This cat and mouse game is getting tedious, so let’s end it today,” Quan Yimo said coldly.
“Iverson, save me.” Luckily, Bai Jue had read the information Jian Qing had given him before, so impersonating Matt was about 80 or 90 percent convincing.
“Shut up,” Iverson snapped impatiently.
What a bunch of idiots, always making a mess for him to clean up.
Iverson knew that Quan Jingwu held the most power here. As long as he could hold him back, the others were no threat.
“Quan Jingwu, Jian Qing is in my hands. If you want your woman to stay safe, you’ll have to listen to me.”
Quan Jingwu’s eyes filled with a cold glint. “Iverson, hand her over,” he said, freezing the room with a glance.
“Ha!” Iverson looked contemptuous. “Quan Jingwu, can’t you see the situation? It’s your woman who’s in danger, what right do you have to order me around.”
“Iverson, how about a trade? We let Matt go and you release our people,” Abel suggested.
Bai Jue chimed in at the right moment, “Iverson, agree to this, please save me.”
“Hahaha!”
Iverson glanced at them and then burst into hysterical laughter.
He lowered his voice, sneering, “Do you think I’m stupid? Those two are my best cards. Why would I make this deal with you, moreover…”
Halfway through, he paused and looked at “Matt”.
“If you idiots got him captured, it just means he’s worthless now. I naturally discard useless pawns.”
Bai Jue’s eyelids twitched. This man really was ruthless.
He showed anger and frustration, “Iverson, how could you do this to me? I’ve done so much for you over the years. You’re so ungrateful. I won’t let you off the hook.”
Iverson coldly sneered, then turned to Quan Jingwu. “Quan Jingwu, tell your men to retreat. Immediately. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee that your woman will be unscathed.”
“Is that so?”
A disdainful voice rang out, accompanied by footsteps coming from the darkness.
“Iverson, you can’t guarantee I’ll be safe, but I promise I can make sure you’re covered in wounds later.”
Recognizing the familiar voice, everyone brightened up, relieved.
Iverson looked over as two figures emerged from the dim corner.
When his gaze landed on that stunning face, Iverson’s complexion turned ashen. “How did you get out?”
“Ha!” Jian Qing’s eyes were as cold as frost, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. “We have to thank Bian for that. Otherwise, we might not have gotten out so easily.”
As she spoke, Iverson was filled with murderous intent.
He knew Bian would screw things up. He should have killed them earlier.
Jian Qing approached Quan Jingwu, looked up into his deep purple eyes, and smirked. “Does this mean I win?”
She had noticed that something was off about the man who let them into the warehouse when they were distributing aid. She guessed that Iverson couldn’t wait to make his move, and that she would be his target. So she decided to play along, sending Quan Jingwu a message before going into the warehouse to avoid worrying him.
Quan Jingwu gently ruffled her hair, his smile helpless but affectionate. “Hmm!”
Even though she had messaged him, he was still worried, fearing that she would get hurt.
Everyone heard their conversation, Iverson was not foolish. He’d planned to kidnap Jian Qing, but she turned the tables on him and exposed his hideout.
He thought he was playing chess, but now he found he was someone else’s pawn. This woman was so infuriatingly desirable.
Quan Jingwu put his arm around Jian Qing, his gaze as cold as ice when he looked at Iverson. His lips parted slightly. “Attack.”
Before his words fell, Quan Yimo’s team engaged with Iverson’s men.
“Bang, bang, bang…”
Gunshots rang out incessantly. Iverson’s men were already at a disadvantage. In terms of numbers, Quan Yimo’s group had an overwhelming victory.
Upon seeing this, Iverson had no desire to fight and turned to run.
“Trying to run?” A ruthless voice sounded from behind him, exploding like a demonic chant in Iverson’s ears.
A chill crawled up his spine and Iverson dodged to the side as a bullet grazed his arm and lodged in the wall.
“Bang!”
Iverson’s eyes were clouded with darkness. He raised his gun and fired at Quan Jingwu in rapid succession, but missed with every shot, which only served to darken his face further.
Damn it, he was out of bullets.
Throwing his gun to the side, Iverson drew a dagger from his waist.
“Ha!”
A mocking laugh sounded, and a long hand gripped his shoulder tightly.
Iverson’s pupils contracted as he found himself face to face with a handsome visage, his eyes meeting those icy purple ones. A sense of oppression surged within him.
If he was going to suffer, Quan Jingwu wouldn’t escape either.
But as soon as he began to swing his dagger, Iverson felt a pain in his shoulder as if his bones were being violently ripped apart.
“Argh!”
Grimacing in pain, he swung his dagger towards Quan Jingwu’s stomach.
Quan Jingwu glanced at the gleaming dagger, the corners of his lips curving into a scornful smile. “You’re out of your depth!”
He raised his knee and kicked Iverson’s wrist. The pain made Iverson groan as the dagger fell to the ground.
Clutching Iverson’s collar, Quan Jingwu hoisted him up and threw him onto the uneven cement floor. The heavy thud attracted the attention of everyone present.
Seeing Iverson being beaten up by Quan Jingwu without any chance of retaliating, everyone started to smile.
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If you pissed off Jingwu, you’d be lucky to escape with just a few bruises.
Iverson landed face down on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
