"You're crazy. Why would I touch you..."
Bo Siming sobered up instantly and stared blankly at the woman in front of him.
"Eldest Young Master, Eldest Young Master!"
The people outside were still knocking on the door, their voices on the verge of tears.
Only then did he react to what was going on. He quickly got out of bed and opened the door. "What's going on?"
The bodyguard was so anxious that he was hopping up and down. "The Second Young Master has brought people and is breaking in!"
"How is that possible?!"
Bo Siming gasped in shock. "Hold them off for me. There are guns and knives in the back yard. Do whatever it takes to hold them off!"
Hearing this, Shen Ximan shouted at the top of her voice towards the window.
"Jingyu! They have guns! Don't worry about me. Run quickly!"
"This bitch!" Enraged, he took three big steps and grabbed the tape on the table, sealing her mouth tightly.
"Mm! Mmm!"
"If you act up again, don't blame me for taking you by force!"
Shen Ximan looked at the ferocity in Bo Siming's eyes and quietly held her breath.
This man would do it. He definitely would!
"Second Master, the Second Mistress is in the innermost room!"
Qian Li blocked wave after wave of attacks. "I'll hold them off here. You go and rescue her quickly!"
Bo Jingyu looked at his face, which had turned red and then blue from exertion. He hesitated for a few seconds, feeling reluctant. "I'll be back soon. I'm counting on you here."
Watching his back as he left safely, Qian Li felt a surge of strength.
"You're still a bit too weak to compete with me in strength!"
Back then, when he and Ruo Chi were in the training ground, they had endured all kinds of hardships and sufferings. These little thugs were no match for him.
Bo Jingyu burst into the hall, easily knocking down the people who rushed towards him with a few simple moves. He headed straight for the innermost room.
Just around the corner, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"If you take one more step, this woman will be strangled to death by me."
Bo Siming pointed his gun at him with his right hand, while his left arm was wrapped around Shen Ximan's neck. He stared at Bo Jingyu with cold eyes.
She never expected him to pull out a gun! Her mind immediately cleared, and she shouted, "Jingyu, run away!"
"Don't you want the position of the group's president?"
Instead of stopping, Bo Jingyu advanced cautiously.
"What do you mean?" He dragged her back a few steps.
The gun in his hand was soaked with sweat. "Didn't you hear me telling you not to come closer?!"
"Let her go, and the position is yours."
Shen Ximan was stunned. "What are you talking nonsense about?!"
Not only was she confused, but Bo Siming was also dumbfounded. He had been scheming for this position for a long time, but he had been repeatedly driven back by Bo Jingyu.
He never thought that today, for the sake of a woman, Bo Jingyu would give it up?
"Are you serious?"
Bo Jingyu was only four or five steps away from them. He squinted his eyes, waiting for an opportunity to act. "Yes, as long as you let her go."
"Humph, why should I believe your one - sided words?"
"I've been recording the whole time."
Bo Siming's nerves were on edge. He was distracted by his suspicion and loosened his grip on Shen Ximan's neck.
She seized the opportunity and took a hard bite.
"Ah!"
Bo Jingyu lunged forward with a single step. Just as he was about to reach her wrist, "Bang!" A bullet hit his calf.
"Mm!" He groaned in pain and knelt on one knee.
Shen Ximan was also grabbed by her hair and was once again under his control.
"Are you two playing me?"
A hard object was pressed against her temple. She didn't even pay attention to her own safety. Instead, she watched the scene in front of her in horror, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
"Jingyu... Jingyu!"
"Don't play any tricks in front of me! Otherwise, the next thing you'll see will be this woman's corpse!"
Bo Siming was extremely emotional, his expression full of hatred.
"... " Bo Jingyu's forehead was covered in cold sweat.
He had originally planned to really give the position of the president to Bo Siming as long as he could rescue Shen Ximan. He could figure out the rest later.
But he didn't expect her to act recklessly, forcing him to rush forward and disrupting all his planned arrangements.
Sure enough, this woman only caused him trouble. But even so, he still couldn't bear to see her get hurt.
"I'm sorry, wuwu, I'm sorry..."
At this moment, Shen Ximan could do nothing but repent.
She wished she could disappear in front of Bo Jingyu right now so that she wouldn't cause any more harm or bring him so many troublesome things.
If only she had gone with her mother from the very beginning.
"I'm okay."
He raised his pale face, and a gentle light shone in his eyes.
"Don't blame yourself."
Shen Ximan's tears were like a broken glass, instantly gushing out of her eyes and falling to the ground one by one.
Even at this moment, Bo Jingyu was still comforting her.
It was clearly him who was injured, clearly him who was in the most pain!
Bo Siming loaded his gun and sneered. "Are you two putting on a tragic show for me? What, do I have to reward you?"
"If you want to throw some money around, no one's stopping you."
Bo Jingyu propped himself up against the wall and slowly stood up. Blood was still gushing from his bullet - hit calf, quickly staining his suit pants.
He immediately pointed the gun at him. "This time, I won't show any mercy. If you take one more step, you'll be going to hell."
"Then give it a try."
"Don't come any closer, Jingyu! I'm begging you, please!"
Shen Ximan shouted heart - rendingly.
She couldn't bear to see the man in front of her lying in a pool of blood. If the last straw broke, she would really go crazy with self - blame.
Thump, thump.
Bo Siming licked his dry lips and subconsciously took a step back.
He was the one holding the weapon, and he had the initiative in his hands! But for some reason, when he saw Bo Jingyu's fearless eyes, he flinched.
The person he had wanted to get rid of day and night was now making him back down.
"I'm warning you for the last time! You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Bo Jingyu's left chest was pressed against the muzzle of the gun.
"Shoot."
Bo Siming stared at him blankly. "Are you crazy?"
"I'm begging you not to do this. Run away!" Shen Ximan choked so hard that her voice was hoarse. "You can make me do anything in the future. Please..."
Bo Jingyu's gloomy expression gradually softened. "This is a matter between us brothers. Why are you crying?"
With that, he locked eyes with Bo Siming again. "What are you waiting for?"
"Huff... Huff..."
Bo Siming's back was completely soaked with sweat from nervousness. His tense nerves never relaxed, and the heavy psychological burden made it hard for him to breathe.
When did this brat become so fearless?
Wasn't he afraid of death?
"Second Master!" After knocking down all the people outside, Qian Li rushed in exhausted, only to see this scene.
"Don't come over!" Bo Jingyu stopped him.
"But... but..."
He didn't know where to look.
On one side was his master with a gun pointed at him, and on the other side was his mistress being held captive.
"Brother, if you keep hesitating, I'll have to make a move."
Bo Jingyu's eyes were deep and dark. He deliberately provoked the desire in Bo Siming's heart.
This was a once - in - a - lifetime opportunity.