The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce Chapter 110 - There's No Way to Live!

Chapter 110: There’s No Way to Live!

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Feng Qing heaved a sigh of relief. It was all thanks to this pair of sungla.s.ses. Otherwise, with Xie Jiuhan’s intelligence, he would definitely be suspicious because Mr. Qingyi was blind.

After calming down, Feng Qing took out a hemp rope from Mr. Qing Er’s bag. The knockout powder was effective rapidly, but it could only last for a short period of time. She had to seize the opportunity to tie Xie Jiuhan up.

Feng Qing first gently kicked Xie Jiuhan’s b.u.t.t twice. Seeing that he was really not moving, Feng Qing then dared to squat down and get close. At this moment, the man suddenly opened his eyes and threw a huge fist at Feng Qing’s abdomen.

Feng Qing gave a m.u.f.fled groan as her body rose into the air and fell to the ground. The blood in her body surged, and she almost exposed her original voice.

Looking at the cold Xie Jiuhan, she shouted crazily in her heart, “Okay, Little Jiu Jiu dares to abuse me. I can’t live like this anymore!”

Feng Qing wiped the blood from her mouth and stood up again. She stared at Xie Jiuhan warily.

Xie Jiuhan chuckled. “Mr. Qingyi, although this is the first time we’ve met, I’ve already been drugged twice by the medicine you developed. Do you think I wouldn’t be prepared if I dared to come up to you alone?”

When he reached the ground floor of the hotel, he gave himself a special anti-venom injection. It could improve the ability of a person to cure all kinds of poison and knockout agents. The reason why he ran to the 18th floor in one go was to increase the blood flow and let the dose spread throughout his body.

Feng Qing also tried her best. Colorful smoke kept spurting out from all over her body. Instantly, the room was filled with smoke, and her vision was severely blocked.

Feng Qing took the opportunity to escape to the door, but a large hand grabbed her shoulder from behind.

The smoke dissipated through the window, and Feng Qing’s hands were clasped behind her back. Just as Xie Jiuhan was about to speak, the sound of card brus.h.i.+ng rang out. “Sister Qingyi, look what I bought for you. Zhe City’s specialty food, lotus… chicken…”

Mr. Qing Er walked in with a smile on his face. He was holding a bunch of food and drinks in his hands. When he saw Feng Qing being held in Xie Jiuhan’s arms, his smile froze.

“Uh… I think I came to the wrong room. I’m really sorry, please continue.” Mr. Qing Er smiled awkwardly and wanted to slip away.

Thirty seconds later, Feng Qing and Mr. Qing Er had their arms tied behind their backs. One of them was sitting on a chair, and the other was lying on the ground. Xie Jiuhan was sitting opposite them, eating the food that Mr. Qing Er had bought.

Xie Jiuhan elegantly tore off a chicken leg and dipped it in the secret sauce. The fragrance filled the air, and Feng Qing and Mr. Qing Er drooled as they watched.

“Yes, it still tastes the same as before. Not bad.” Xie Jiuhan licked the corners of his mouth.

“Ninth Master, please be kind, I bought the last lotus chicken after walking the entire street. Please leave a bite for both of us.” Mr. Qing Er lay on the ground and was about to cry.

Xie Jiuhan did not speak. He ate slowly, making them crave even more.

Mr. Qing Er’s stomach rumbled. He said, “Ninth Master, I’m talented, handsome, and smart. If you’re still taking in a follower, I’ll definitely be your number one choice.”

Seeing that Mr. Qing Er had generously surrendered to the enemy, Feng Qing’s forehead was filled with black lines. She braced herself and said, “Ninth Master, please take me in too. With me around, no one can poison you or use medicine in the future. Would you consider it?”

Xie Jiuhan spat out a smooth and white chicken bone and deliberately smacked his lips. Feng Qing couldn’t help but swallow her saliva. Mr. Qing Er almost fainted from the craving.

“You two surrendered so quickly? Aren’t you going to hold on for a while longer?” Xie Jiuhan slowly tore off the chicken wings.

Mr. Qing Er laid on the ground and moved forward twice like a caterpillar. He said with a face full of stars, “Ninth Master, you are wise and mighty, like a G.o.d descending to the mortal world. We have already been completely conquered by your unparalleled spirit and are willing to be your ox and horse.”

When he realized that Xie Jiuhan was looking at him with a smile, Mr. Qing Er rolled his eyes and increased his flattery.

“Ninth Master’s legs are not your legs, they are spring water of Zhe City’s Grand Ca.n.a.l.”

“Ninth Master’s back is not your back, it’s the rose from the Xie manor in the Capital.”

“Ninth Master’s waist is not your waist. It’s the curved knife of Saburo Ik.u.mei.”

“Ninth Master’s mouth is not your mouth, it’s the spring water that we are unable to stop.”

“Ninth Master, seeing you invigorates me. Thinking of you makes me lose my appet.i.te. Your smile is like the beginning of the chaos. Your trip is like a great dance to the heavens. My admiration for you is like the surging river, endless. I…”

“Enough!” Xie Jiuhan shouted. Mr. Qing Er was shocked. He held back his words and looked at Xie Jiuhan aggrievedly.

Feng Qing didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She wished she could immediately award Mr.. Qing Er the Best Bootlicker Award.