Chapter 146: Rescued
“Sweets, you’re finally all awake.” A voice sounded. Everyone looked toward the source and saw a short, fat man with a fleshy face appear outside a transparent door.
The man squinted his small eyes, which looked like two mung beans embedded in that round, bulging face. The bridge of his nose was severely collapsed, almost level with his face. His two large nostrils tilted upward. Combined with that lewd and greasy smile, he was simply a standard pig-like figure.
“You… you are Jeffreyās assistant!”
The manager recognized the man’s identity at a glance. In an instant, his face turned as white as paper. His throat seemed to be tightly choked by an invisible hand, and he squeezed these words out from between his teeth with difficulty.
Jacob, Jeffreyās assistant, looked at the manager with a praising expression as if saying his eyesight was quite good, and then ignored the group as he left the transparent door.
Downstairs, it was very lively.
“Jeffrey, the sweets are all awake.” Jacob walked quickly to Jeffreyās side and whispered into his ear, “Shall we bring them down now?”
Upon hearing this, Jeffreyās fat head bobbed up and down a few times, and his completely white and sparse hair swayed along with it.
With the movement of his nodding, his already layered double chin actually added another layer, looking increasingly disgusting and greasy.
“Everyone, wait a moment; the sweets will be on stage shortly!” Jeffrey shouted at the top of his lungs.
The nine people were bound to long boards covered with white sheetsāwhich looked like beds yet weren’t, and tables yet weren’tālike lambs to be slaughtered, and were carried one by one into the center of the banquet.
Just a few hours ago, they had learned about the shady dealings that fellow named Jeffrey was doing behind the scenes. However, after waking up from their faint, these terrible things were truly about to happen to them.
Although the nine members of Endless-9 tried their best to break free from the restraints, they had been drugged while unconscious. At this time, their strength was weak, and all their struggles were in vain.
Extreme fear and helplessness lingered around them. Their desperate struggles and terrified expressions instead made the guests attending this party increasingly excited.
Under heavy protection, when Gu Wanrong burst into the banquet hall, this was the scene before her eyes.
Anger instantly welled up in her heart. She didn’t have time to think. She grabbed a large vase beside her and threw it with all her strength toward the big-bellied Jeffrey.
Jeffrey, who was immersed in the pleasure of his prey being about to be slaughtered, didn’t have a hint of alertness. He was hit by the vase attack and stumbled, retreating several steps in a row before he couldn’t hold on and slumped onto the floor.
With a crisp and loud sound of breaking glass, the noisy atmosphere in the banquet hall instantly froze, and everyone was awakened by this sudden turn of events.
“Who is it? Who is so bold?”
“Where are the security personnel? Why can people without invitations enter our banquet site at will!”
Gu Wanrong ignored those frantic questions or loud roars.
She walked straight to the side of the nine members of WĆ¹jƬng JiĒ, who were lying bound, and ordered anxiously: “Quickly go see how the nine of them are doing, if they are injured or anything…”
With an order, several agile subordinates took a few quick steps forward and knelt down, nimbly reaching out to untie the ropes tightly binding the nine people lying on the white cloth.
“Hiss… my palms are burning.” Gu Wanrong muttered to herself.
Although she put on an aggressive and fearless appearance with her hands behind her back at this moment, only she herself knew that her clean palms must be completely red.
Sigh, she really shouldn’t have overestimated her “chicken-sized” strength.
The party Jeffrey held required an invitation to enter. When the guests presented their invitations, they were also further required to hand over any weapons they carried, all of which were kept collectively and properly by the host.
Now it was clear that Gu Wanrong had forced her way in to save these nine Easterners.
At this time, Jeffrey, who had been slumped on the floor, managed to sit in a chair with the careful support of Marcus.
He was flushed with anger, his chest heaving violently, and he shouted the names of the villa’s security personnel at the top of his voice: “Bob, Alan, Heridoc, where on earth have you damned fellows gone!”
I hit him so hard with the vase just now; this fellow actually still has the strength to shout and scream. This old geezer is quite stubborn.
Gu Wanrong crossed her arms in front of her chest from behind, inadvertently rubbing her palms twiceāwhich were a bit burning due to the excessive force from the miscalculated strength just nowāwhile looking contemptuously at Jeffrey and Marcus.
“Stop squealing there; itās annoying! Let me tell you, your subordinates have already been detained by my people.” Gu Wanrongās cold gaze seemed able to penetrate souls, making people shudder.
After speaking, she waved her hand gently.
Seeing this, Tong Shenba immediately understood and gave one of the subordinates a look. The subordinate nodded in understanding and quickly walked out of the villa gate.
On this side, the ropes of the nine Endless-9 members who had been tied up had all been untied.
“Director Gu, you came to save us…” one of them said with a trembling voice, his eyes full of the luck of having survived a disaster.
“Waaaah, Director Gu, there are so many of them; we couldn’t escape.” Another member cried uncontrollably, his body still shaking from fear.
“Call the police! They are all perverts!” someone else shouted emotionally, his face full of anger and hatred.
Because they had been injected with a certain drug before, although these nine people had untied the ropes on their bodies, they almost lost even the strength to stand up. They could only be supported and sit on the ground.
Only Jing Xiu and Zhou Zhijing appeared a bit calmer, not saying anything incoherent about aftershocks, panic, or anger.
Gu Wanrong frowned, her gaze quickly scanning the spacious hall several times, but she never found the figure of the Endless-9 manager.
She had to ask: “Alright, stop the noise! Where is your manager?”
At this time, Zhou Zhijing and Jing Xiu supported each other and stood up with difficulty, their backs leaning against the table.
Jing Xiu shook his head slightly and said softly, “Director Gu, I don’t know.” His face was as white as paper, and pea-sized beads of sweat kept rolling down from his forehead. He looked very weak.
Translator’s Note: “Lambs to be slaughtered” (å¾ å®°ēē¾ē¾ – DĆ izĒi de gÄoyĆ”ng) is a common idiom for helplessness. Gu Wanrongās “chicken-sized strength” (å°éåę°£ – XiĒojÄ« lƬqƬ) provides a moment of comedic relief amidst the tension. This chapter highlights her protective nature as a “Big Boss” over her artists.
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