Without a moment's hesitation, she quickly left the bar. Finally, she spotted Old Jin, who was on the run, in a nearby alley.
"Where are you running to?"
Shen Jian heaved a sigh of relief, curled her lips impatiently, and was about to take out the knife hidden in her sleeve.
Suddenly, a swift gust of wind came from behind.
Shen Jian clicked her tongue and tilted her head to dodge the attack from behind.
Sure enough, he's here.
She tilted her head slightly and saw a man in a black suit not far away.
His entire face was hidden beneath a black mask. He had a tall and slender figure, exuding an elegant, noble, and ascetic aura. In his left hand, he held a gun inlaid with a red gem.
"Damn man, always haunting me to snatch my money."
Shen Jian muttered to herself in her heart, and her delicate eyebrows beneath the mask frowned.
"I'll take this man."
Gun spoke. His voice was hoarse and unpleasant, sounding just like that of a middle - aged man in his forties or fifties.
Shen Jian was extremely annoyed by him.
She and this Gun were sworn enemies for generations. Every time there was a mission on the bounty list, eight out of ten times, Gun would steal her prey.
She was used to being the number one in the organization. However, on this bounty ranking list, as long as Gun was around, she would always be the second - best!
She refused to accept it!
Shen Jian gritted her teeth and said nothing.
People in this line of work never knew each other's true identities. There were even geniuses from all walks of life seeking excitement.
If one's voice was exposed while speaking, there was a risk of being traced back.
Gun's voice was obviously specially processed.
Old Jin beside them was a bit confused about the situation. But he had also heard that Gun, the number one bounty hunter, and Red Fox, the second - ranked one, always disliked each other.
If they were to fight...
"Gun, I'll pay you five billion. Help me kill her!"
Old Jin said.
If Red Fox couldn't be persuaded, maybe Gun could?
Gun slowly tilted his head. Beneath the mask, his cold eyes fell on Old Jin.
His thin lips parted slightly: "Your miserable life isn't worth even ten billion."
Shen Jian: "..."
Although this guy is not a nice person, his judgment is quite good.
Old Jin: "..."
Why does this guy say the same thing as Red Fox!
Gun didn't want to waste any more time.
He took long strides and walked towards Old Jin step by step.
Suddenly, the woman beside him launched an attack on him.
A hint of anger flashed in his eyes. He grabbed the woman's ankle and gave it a hard tug. Shen Jian's other leg kicked out towards Gun's lower body.
After a dozen rounds of confrontation, Shen Jian's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
Reluctantly, she had to admit that this man was stronger than her.
"Bang!" Her knee was kicked squarely by the man. She let out a muffled groan and barely managed to stay on her feet.
The man didn't use much force. He had no interest in other women and didn't want to kill her.
He wasn't a chivalrous man. The only reason was that his target tonight wasn't her.
Gun gave her a cold look, walked to Old Jin's side, and the two of them disappeared into the dark end of the alley.
"Hiss."
Only then did Shen Jian draw in a sharp breath. She rolled up her pants and looked at the wound on her knee.
It was just injured, and there was no sign of bruising yet. But Shen Jian had experience. Without a doubt, her knee would swell up the next day.
At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind, which was... how could she explain this to Lu Jinsheng?
...
It was already late at night when Lu Jinsheng returned to the Lu family mansion.
He glanced at the brightly - lit villa, frowned, and strode in.
"Madam, does it hurt? Are you okay?"
Sister Gu was on the verge of tears with distress as she rubbed medicinal wine on Shen Jian's knee.
Shen Jian was sitting on the sofa with her pants rolled up. Her knee was a bit red, and her small face was as white as a sheet. She rested her chin on the knee of her other leg, looking extremely pitiful.
"What happened?"
Lu Jinsheng quickly walked over and sat down beside Shen Jian, examining the wound on her knee.
"I... I was moving something and almost fell down the stairs. Then Madam rushed over to catch me. But accidentally, I hit Madam. Madam's knee bumped into the steps..."
Sister Gu was extremely ashamed.
How could she slip while just carrying a potted flower in?
"What are you doing?"
There was frost on Lu Jinsheng's face.
He never liked clumsy people staying in the villa. Moreover, they had caused Yiyi to get injured.
The last incident was already an extra tolerance on his part.
"Since you can't serve well, then—"
"Hey, Lu Jinsheng!"
Shen Jian suddenly interrupted him.
The words that Lu Jinsheng hadn't finished got stuck in his throat. Shen Jian pretended to be angry and glared at him.
Then she affectionately hugged Sister Gu's arm and coquettishly said, "Sister Gu, I'm a bit hungry now. Could you cook a bowl of shredded chicken noodle soup for me? Sister Gu's shredded chicken noodle soup is the most delicious!"
Sister Gu timidly glanced at Lu Jinsheng.
The young master hadn't given the order, and she didn't know if she could still stay.
"Why aren't you going?"
Lu Jinsheng said coldly.
Sister Gu felt as if she had been granted amnesty and rushed to the kitchen as if fleeing.
Shen Jian looked apologetically at her back.
Sorry, Sister Gu. Please bear this blame for me for the time being.
However, with this excuse, Sister Gu shouldn't be driven away.
"Does it hurt?"
Lu Jinsheng changed his expression. He picked up the medicinal wine on the tea table and looked at the wound on her knee with concern.
Her skin was originally cold - white, and even the slightest bit of redness and bruising was extremely obvious.
With the slightly yellow medicinal wine on it, the wound looked rather ugly at the moment.
"Not really."
Shen Jian said.
The wound didn't really hurt. What hurt was her heart!
Two billion! It was gone again!
"Take better care of your body in the future."
As Lu Jinsheng said, he poured some medicinal wine into his palm and rubbed the wound for her.
Shen Jian propped her chin up and sized up his profile.
Her man was the best. A man like Gun, who always came out of nowhere to steal credit, she would beat him up every time she saw him.
Just as she was thinking, a news report was suddenly broadcast on TV.
"According to our station, Jin Bingheng, the president of the Jin Group, is suspected of smuggling. He was caught red - handed and has been arrested. According to relevant sources, Jin Bingheng was found at 11 p.m. tonight, hanging in front of the police station in Shencheng with his criminal evidence..."
Shen Jian rolled her eyes.
It was always like this. This Gun always sent the people he caught to the police station.
She casually turned off the TV. She didn't want to hear anything that would remind her of the unpleasant memories.
Sister Gu had already cooked the noodles. Shen Jian was carried to the dining table by Lu Jinsheng.
"Eat."
Shen Jian looked at the full bowl of shredded chicken noodle soup and felt troubled.