I Regained My Memories and Became Rich After Getting Divorced

Chapter 302: Steel Rod

Translator: _Min_ |

As the men began to act aggressively, Gu Dai swiftly kicked the first one who charged at her, sending him sprawling to the ground.

The other men, momentarily stunned by their fallen comrade, exchanged glances, debating their next move.

“Should we still go get her?”

“Yes!”

“There are so many of us; we can surely overpower her.”

Deciding to attack, they rushed forward, only to be met by Song Ling, who positioned himself protectively in front of Gu Dai.

Hesitating briefly upon seeing Song Ling, they eventually mustered the courage to attack, but Song Ling’s agility quickly subdued them, as they were all knocked down to the ground.

The others in the gambling den, initially eager to join the fray, now remained silent, reducing their presence as much as possible, intimidated by the scene that unfolded.

Gu Dai, impressed by Song Ling’s reliability as a “tool”, gave him an approving glance.

Song Ling, noticing her gaze, couldn’t help but smile slightly, his movements growing more powerful.

The man under his foot let out a pained cry, enduring the agony as he asked, “Who are you people? Who sent you to cause trouble here?”

Gu Dai replied calmly, “No one sent us. We’re not here to trouble your gambling den, but to find someone.”

Relieved that they were only searching for someone, they asked, “Who are you looking for?”

“Wen Ye,” Gu Dai answered.

Wen Ye?

The mention of Wen Ye’s name caused them to quickly change their tune, eager to avoid further conflict. “Yes, yes, take him away, please! Just don’t hurt us anymore!”

As they spoke, the gamblers glanced around and, upon spotting Wen Ye, quickly pointed out, “Wen Ye is right there in the corner.”

Wen Ye, taken aback, didn’t expect his longtime gambling buddies to reveal his whereabout without any hesitation.

Furious, Wen Ye glared at them.

The gamblers, looking earnestly at Gu Dai, pleaded, “Sir, Miss, please take Wen Ye away and spare us from any further beating!”

Gu Dai nodded, signaling Song Ling with her eyes, and led the way out of the gambling den.

Understanding her cue, Song Ling approached Wen Ye, who was clinging to the table, and dragged him out of the den.

In a deserted alley with no surveillance.

Wen Ye, pale with fear, scanned his surroundings, seeking an escape route.

Gu Dai, with a cold gaze, told him, “Stop looking. You can’t escape. And even if you did, I could easily capture you again.”

Wen Ye, challenging her, said, “Gu Dai, remember I’m your uncle. Do you really want to kill me?”

Gu Dai, approaching Wen Ye, kicked him to the ground and stepped on him, speaking indifferently, “I won’t kill you. I just want to ask you some questions.” Feeling the pain, Wen Ye retorted, “Is this how you ask questions?”

Gu Dai increased the pressure of her foot, “Just tell me, did you order someone to kill me?”

Wen Ye, glaring at Gu Dai, clenched his fists and insisted, “It wasn’t me. It must be because of your own bad deeds that others want you dead!”

Gu Dai, with a hint of a smile but no emotion in her eyes, asked in a lowered voice, “Really?”

Unaware of the impending danger, Wen Ye confidently replied, “Yes!”

Gu Dai took a steel rod handed to her by Song Ling.

Seeing the rod in Gu Dai’s hand, Wen Ye’s eyes widened in fear, unable to imagine the pain it would cause.

Wen Ye exclaimed, “If you hit me with that, I’ll die! Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kill me?”

Gu Dai replied calmly, “Don’t worry. I said I wouldn’t kill you, and I won’t. As for this rod, I’ll control the force. It won’t kill you, but it might cripple you, leaving you bedridden for the rest of your life.”

After saying this, Gu Dai struck Wen Ye’s leg.

Wen Ye screamed in agony, unprepared for the sudden attack. Pain spread from his leg throughout his body, and he clutched his injured leg, wailing in distress.

Gu Dai had wanted to do this since she first saw Wen Ye. He had inflicted a serious scar on Yinyin’s head, and she couldn’t let him get away with it..