Qianqian was gone. I had lost her just like that.
I had not even had time to confirm whether she really was Qianqian.
I wanted to go back and find her. Even if she had run off, I did not think she could have gotten very far.
After all, after she broke free of my hand, I had run less than two kilometers farther at most.
Although I knew it was dangerous to go back, I had no choice. I could not disregard Qianqian's safety.
Besides, I was the one who had lost her. She was injured too. If she really was Qianqian, then no matter what happened to her, my conscience would never be at ease.
Without giving it much thought, I turned back along the same route.
Less than a kilometer after heading back, I saw Qianqian.
But she was not alone. Two men were holding her on either side. One of them held a gun, its muzzle aimed at her head.
I had seen these two men before. They were the two who had followed A Qiu. The one with the gun was the clever, sinister bastard.
"Mr. Jiang, we meet again." He wore a smug smile, as though he already held the winning card in his hand.
"Let her go. Whatever you want, take it out on me!" I said.
He continued smiling. "Mr. Jiang, it seems you still haven't figured out the situation. Do you think you're qualified to negotiate terms with me right now?"
His meaning was obvious. Qianqian was in their hands, so I had no right to negotiate. I had to obey him.
"Tell me. What do you want?" I asked coldly.
"I have only one mission: kill you!" As he spoke, he swung the gun around and aimed it directly at