Chapter 669: Record the Video

It looked like a wall.

Arranged in an inwardly curving arc, it perfectly blocked the view from all directions.

Even Zhou Zining was a bit surprised before she smirked and said, “Nan Jiaojiao, you are really—”

“Cheap!”

Did she think that just by hiding behind that box, no matter how much she was desecrated by men, as long as she didn’t make a sound, she wouldn’t provoke Bo Qingshan?

Or perhaps she just cared more about saving face.

“You can take revenge on me all you want, but I have just this one request, do it in front of Qingshan, and even if I wanted to lie there like a dead fish, my self-respect would drive me to resist.

You know I have some skills, don’t end up seeking revenge on me only to have your men taken care of by me instead.”

“Impossible!

I injected you with double the dose; the more force you use, the weaker you’ll become…”

“Then try it.”

Nan Jiaojiao was succinct.

Zhou Zining locked eyes with her, and those clear, piercing eyes stared straight at her.

She inexplicably felt a collapse within her heart.

She blinked, insisting on having the last word, “What do you think I was going to say?

I was just testing your limits.

I haven’t even started and you’ve already lost your fight.

What’s the matter, does the sight of a man excite you?”

“It’s just being humiliated, sustaining some bodily harm, as long as I keep my life.”

Zhou Zining glared: “Do you think I’m going to let you leave here alive?”

Nan Jiaojiao did not reply.

Zhou Zining did not get the reaction she had imagined.

Even now, she hadn’t seen a single sign of discomposure from Nan Jiaojiao, and the frustration that was choking her only burned hotter and hotter.

“You…”

“Do you agree or not?”

Nan Jiaojiao was out of patience.

Zhou Zining was about to retort, but her words were stifled, her eyes nearly bulging out, and her hand, which rested on Qianqian’s back, suddenly gripped tight, the pent-up frustration having nowhere to go.

“Fine!

Take her over there, record the video, especially her face—make it crystal clear!”

“No need.”

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, “I can walk by myself.”

Her ankles weren’t bound; she could walk on her own.

Zhou Zining took a special look at the ropes on Nan Jiaojiao’s body, clearly tied tight, yet she stood straight, her back showing no fear, moving step by step toward the wooden box without a wobble.

Bo Qingshan suddenly panicked; desperate, he scrambled toward Nan Jiaojiao’s direction, both shocked and frightened, he started to cry.

He cursed, “Zhou Zining!

You beast!

If you dare touch her, I’ll fight you with my life!

Let her go—let her go now!

Don’t let those bastards touch her!”

“Hurry up and speak!”

“You order them to come back!”

“Did you hear that!”

Zhou Zining felt annoyed; she raised her hand and swept it down, “Seal his mouth.”

A bodyguard held down Bo Qingshan; another used black tape to seal Bo Qingshan’s mouth tightly.

Elsewhere.

When Bo Yanching received Zhou Zining’s video on his phone, he immediately had a hacker locate Zhou Zining’s position.

He dispatched two teams right away.

On the road, he called Yaen Chi, telling him to notify the police and, in addition, to seal off a dozen miles around the West Suburb.

He would not let off anyone who dared harm Nan Jiaojiao.

The car left from the Bo Corporation, and Bo Shuxian just happened to be driving there; when he arrived, he saw Bo Yanching leaving.

Bo Shuxian parked at the curb without moving, his hands on the steering wheel, holding a cell phone in his right hand.

He flipped the screen, and just five minutes ago, the bank had brought up the transaction record for the subsidiary card he held.

This card was the one he had given Zhou Zining for her use.