Chapter 383: Thank You for Letting Me Love You (6)
Translator: Lonelytree Editor: Millman97
While the commotion was going on, Song Qingchun tried her best to crawl toward the door that the fat man had left open .
However, she moved exceptionally slow because all her limbs were tied up . When she finally got herself to the edge of the seat, the driver's door suddenly burst open . The driver, who had been left behind in the car, jumped out and grabbed her arm roughly, pulling her out of the car . "Stop what you're doing!"
The driver dragged Song Qingchun to the front of the minivan . Song Qingchun's legs were bound, so she was unable to maintain her balance . When the driver released his grip on her, she collapsed to the floor headfirst . Before pain could register, the driver pulled her up by her hair and placed a knife on her neck, warning, "If you don't stop now, I will kill her instantly!"
When Qin Yinan saw that, the metal pole that was heading toward the fat man suddenly stopped . "Song Song!"
"Drop the weapon in your hand!" the driver threatened .
Even though Song Qingchun's mouth was taped, she looked Qin Yinan in his eyes and shook her head .
"Song Song!" Qin Yinan understood this meant that she didn't want him to toss his only weapon away . He himself knew that if he lost the metal pole, it would most likely spell the end for both of them . His grip tightened on the metal pole, and he continued to yell her name .
"Drop it!" The driver added pressure to the knife on Song Qingchun's neck . A trickle of red started to flow down her fair neck .
Qin Yinan didn't hesitate this time and released the pole from his grip . The next second, the fat man, who had been moaning in pain on the ground, grabbed the falling pole and aimed it angrily at Qin Yinan's head .
With a moan, Qin Yinan's normally kind face grimaced with pain . Half a minute later, blood started to pour openly down his face . Then, the fat man landed another powerful blow on his back . Qin Yinan wavered slightly before kneeling to the floor .
The fat man's eyes were burning from fury, probably incensed by Qin Yinan's assault on him earlier . Even though Qin Yinan had already collapsed on the floor, he didn't let up on his assault . He raised his foot and stomped right on Qin Yinan's broken body . His added weight combined with his bloodlust meant that his hits were more lethal than normal .
Qin Yinan was still recovering from the hit to his head, so he couldn't retaliate even if he wanted to . The only thing he could do was raise his hands and shield his head from the relentless assault .
With a malicious glint in his eyes, the fat man aimed a powerful kick at Qin Yinan's stomach, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood and stomach acid .
Song Qingchun was in throes of despair, watching this . She struggled earnestly, ignoring the knife on her neck . Her tears fell like pearls, soaking the tape over her mouth . The edge of the tape started to loosen, its adhesive weakened by her tears .
She shook her faces continuously as if trying to will the situation before her away . As she did so, the tape slid from her mouth .
Song Qingchun wailed, "Brother Yinan!"
She then chomped on the driver's palm, putting all of her strength into that bite .
An intense pain shook the driver's arm, and the blade he was holding fell to the floor . As if working on instinct, his hands that were grabbing Song Qingchun's hair gathered strength, and he slammed her head right against the front of the car .
The pain radiating through her mind blotted out Song Qingchun's sight, and she almost collapsed .
Chapter 383 Thank You for Letting Me Love You 6 Translator Lonelytree Editor Millman97While the commotion was going on, Song Qingchun tried her best to crawl toward the door that the fat man had left open . However, she moved exceptionally slow because all her limbs were tied up . When she finally got herself to the edge of the seat, the driver s door suddenly burst open . The driver, who had been left behind in the car, jumped out and grabbed her arm roughly, pulling her out of the car . Stop what you re doing The driver dragged Song Qingchun to the front of the minivan . Song Qingchun s legs were bound, so she was unable to maintain her balance . When the driver released his grip on her, she collapsed to the floor headfirst . Before pain could register, the driver pulled her up by her hair and placed a knife on her neck, warning, If you don t stop now, I will kill her instantly When Qin Yinan saw that, the metal pole that was heading toward the fat man suddenly stopped . Song Song Drop the weapon in your hand the driver threatened . Even though Song Qingchun s mouth was taped, she looked Qin Yinan in his eyes and shook her head . Song Song Qin Yinan understood this meant that she didn t want him to toss his only weapon away . He himself knew that if he lost the metal pole, it would most likely spell the end for both of them . His grip tightened on the metal pole, and he continued to yell her name . Drop it The driver added pressure to the knife on Song Qingchun s neck . A trickle of red started to flow down her fair neck . Qin Yinan didn t hesitate this time and released the pole from his grip . The next second, the fat man, who had been moaning in pain on the ground, grabbed the falling pole and aimed it angrily at Qin Yinan s head . With a moan, Qin Yinan s normally kind face grimaced with pain . Half a minute later, blood started to pour openly down his face . Then, the fat man landed another powerful blow on his back . Qin Yinan wavered slightly before kneeling to the floor . The fat man s eyes were burning from fury, probably incensed by Qin Yinan s assault on him earlier . Even though Qin Yinan had already collapsed on the floor, he didn t let up on his assault . He raised his foot and stomped right on Qin Yinan s broken body . His added weight combined with his bloodlust meant that his hits were more lethal than normal . Qin Yinan was still recovering from the hit to his head, so he couldn t retaliate even if he wanted to . The only thing he could do was raise his hands and shield his head from the relentless assault . With a malicious glint in his eyes, the fat man aimed a powerful kick at Qin Yinan s stomach, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood and stomach acid . Song Qingchun was in throes of despair, watching this . She struggled earnestly, ignoring the knife on her neck . Her tears fell like pearls, soaking the tape over her mouth . The edge of the tape started to loosen, its adhesive weakened by her tears . She shook her faces continuously as if trying to will the situation before her away . As she did so, the tape slid from her mouth . Song Qingchun wailed, Brother Yinan She then chomped on the driver s palm, putting all of her strength into that bite . An intense pain shook the driver s arm, and the blade he was holding fell to the floor . As if working on instinct, his hands that were grabbing Song Qingchun s hair gathered strength, and he slammed her head right against the front of the car . The pain radiating through her mind blotted out Song Qingchun s sight, and she almost collapsed .