When Ru Ru saw the live mouse in his hand, her face drained of color. She struggled desperately on the floor against her bonds, hoa.r.s.ely screaming, "No, no, no, please, please don"t!" "Well, you have to ask the mouse. No use talking to me!"
Mensi pulled at the hem of Ru Ru"s black silk yoga pants and, beaming with an evil smile, shoved the mouse right in!!!
"Ah!!! Ah!!!"
Ru Ru convulsed like she got hit by an electric shock. Unable to stand up and run away, she curled up into the fetal position and tried to crush the disgusting mouse to death with her hips.
But as soon as the mouse sensed danger, it immediately shot forward at high speed, darting around in Ru Ru"s stockings, scratching her skin and even shoving its head into her p.u.b.es and sniffing around for a moment. It seemed to like the warmth and musty smell there, as it decided to stick around.
Ru Ru"s face was ferocious as the mouse"s little claws dug into her sensitive skin. Twisting and turning, she begged Mensi, "Please, please, please, I"ll do anything! Don"t torture me, I can"t take it anymore!"
Ru Ru was at her wits" end. She crawled up to a kneeling position and kowtowed to Mensi. "It"s going to bite me! I"m going to die, I"m going to die!"
"Haha, you s.l.u.t! You can just stay a degenerate s.l.u.t till you die."
Mensi liked to play these kinds of s.a.d.i.s.tic games. He had no physical interest in women. Whenever he went clubbing with his friends, his brothers would all be flirting and groping the girls, but he only liked to think of ways to abuse them. The perverse behavior Ji Dongchen had displayed at the Free Man Bar before had actually been learned from Mensi.
"f.u.c.k you!"
Ru Ru thought she was going crazy. She desperately wriggled and crawled towards Mensi"s feet, sinking her teeth into his ankle!!!
"Ah!" Menssi cried out, the pain almost sending him down to his knees. Ru Ru put every last ounce of her strength into that bite. The teeth were a human"s hardest natural weapon; a sufficiently strong bite could crack bones!
Mensi quickly lifted his other foot and started kicking Ru Ru in the ribs.
Bang!
Bang!
Ru Ru endured the pain, clamping down with her jaws relentlessly. No matter how hard he kicked and how much pain she was in, it was not important in that moment. In her eyes, there was only that ankle. She had only one purpose - to take Mensi down with her!!!
Boom!
An experienced woman like Ru Ru, who had been a player in the underworld for more than a decade, had no shortage of inner strength in her bones. Without this strong spirit she could not have survived in the underground. She was once just an ordinary working girl on the street, but she rose to become the manager of Tianhe"s famous Supersonic nightclub. Zhao Jun was not a fool to have given her that position - her turnover was ten million a year. Relying on just her skill in bed would not have been enough.
Anyone would fight like a demon when they were desperate.
After kicking her seven or eight times, Mensi realized Ru Ru was about to bite through his ankle and dropped to a knee. "d.a.m.n it, give me a knife! I"ll cut her!" he roared at his subordinates with bulging mad eyes.
Ru Ru knew what was coming. The enraged Mensi could cut her whole head clean off. But now that she had reached this point, she had no way out. Even if she loosened her bite now, it wouldn"t make things any better for her.
She no longer felt the presence of the mouse in her crotch. In her bloodthirsty eyes there was only determination to fight to the bitter end.
"No!" The Supersonic girls cried out to Ru Ru from the dance floor, "Sister Ru, let go of him! You"ll die!"
Mensi had not lost his cool. He held a sharp machete in his hand, the sharp tip pointing to Ru Ru"s face, "Last chance, b.i.t.c.h! You gonna let go or not?!"
Ru Ru did not respond. She was a stubborn woman - a team of nine oxen could not hold her back once she set her mind to something. She could already taste blood in her mouth, but she didn"t loosen her bite one bit. Her jaws dug deep toothmarks in Mensi"s ankle. Soon, the bone would crack!
Mensi cried out in pain and rage. He knew he had to do something before that stinking woman left him with a limp forever!
His arms raised, he pointed the machete at Ru Ru"s neck. His heart tightened, his wrists stiffened; he was ready to strike. With one good swing, he could cut Ru Ru"s head right off.
Ji Jiangshan had had words with Mensi"s gang before sending them out, instructing them to try and avoid deaths. However, if necessary, they could kill to punish a transgression and as a warning to others - to Zhao Jun especially - that Ji Jiangshan had the final say in Tianhe.
In any case, if something really went wrong, it was just killing a young dancer or an insignificant waiter. It was no big deal. Jia Quan would spend some money to cover it up, or let an unimportant rookie be sent to prison for a few years as a scapegoat.
Although Ji Jiangshan would have to pay for it, the shock and awe effect of a real killing could not be matched by other means.
It would be a brazen statement: I dare to kill people in this city. Do you?
That was real power.
However, Mensi had his own interests. He was no longer young, his children were in primary school, and his mother was in her seventies. If something happened to him, his whole family would be finished. Although Manager Ji would not abandon them, no outsider could replace him as his family"s provider and caretaker.
Without another moment"s hesitation, Mensi swung directly at Ru Ru"s left arm. A chop like that could easily dismember her. The crowd of onlookers couldn"t help but lower their heads, unwilling to witness this cruel scene. A few timid waiters even wet themselves.
Bang!
A small black shadow shot across the room. There was a loud clang as the oncoming machete was stopped dead in its tracks. The heavy knife flew out of Mensi"s hands and fell with a loud clatter to the floor, leaving his strong hands shaking and numb.
He felt as if an electric charge shot up his arm, but he had no idea what just happened. He only knew that something hit the machete mid-swing, saving Ru Ru"s life.
"Brother Mensi, there"s a marble over here."
A nearby gangster picked up a little marble that had rolled up to his feet across the floor and presented it to Mensi. "It seemed to have hit your knife just now."
"What? That"s impossible!"
Mensi s.n.a.t.c.hed the marble from him and examined it from every angle. It was just an ordinary marble that children played with, nothing special about it. How could that little thing have deflected his machete?
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In the end, he took advantage of Ru Ru"s momentary relaxation and quickly pulled his injured ankle out from her jaws. He tried to take a step and nearly fell to the ground. His left ankle couldn"t hold his weight.
Afraid that he"d become disabled, Mensi`s rage went through the roof. He bent down to pick up the machete and raised it up again, ready to swing. "Go die, you stinking b.i.t.c.h!"