The Missus Files for Divorce again

Chapter 24: The Chasing Game (4)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

In the darkness, the other party was wearing a mask and blinking his clear eyes at her. Although Bai Weiyang didn’t see his expression, she felt a flash of light in her eyes and knew that she was doomed.

Damn it, if this bastard called for help immediately, she would really be walking into a tiger’s den.

Without hesitation, she ran and jumped. With two light taps of her feet, she used her parkour skills and jumped over the wall into the courtyard beside the alley.

Her smooth actions stunned Feng Songjie for two seconds.

He cursed.

“You want to run? Do you think you can escape?”

Although Feng Songjie’s waist was injured, it was not to the extent that he could not climb over a wall. He decisively jumped over the wall and entered. He felt a cold light flash before his eyes and his body went numb.

He fell to the ground.

“What did you do to me—”

He wanted to struggle, but he realized that his body could not move! Just as he cursed, his body went numb again, and his mouth could not speak.

What kind of ability was this?

Was this little lass a ghost?

Feng Songjie almost fainted on the spot when the little thing in the skullcap waved a silver needle at him.

They were already in the new era.

She even knew how to use flying needles to tap acupoints! This was a lost skill.

Bai Weiyang said with a smile, “What if you shout? Wouldn’t I be dead for sure?”

Feng Songjie did not expect this little fellow to have such a skill. He cursed himself for being careless.

However, in the next second, he felt a little annoyed when the black bag behind his waist was taken away. On second thought, the hillbilly probably didn’t even know how to use that.

“Eh, what is this!”

Bai Weiyang opened the black bag, took out the things inside, and sized them up.

“A camera?”

Looking like an early Ermanox camera, this camera is smaller and uses a two-by-three-inch glass dry board. Its lens caliber is 1:2.

“An old camera, tsk!”

Feng Songjie was surprised. This little lass knew about cameras? But she definitely didn’t know how to use them.

He could not make a sound, but he watched as the dark-faced youth’s gaze landed on him. His black eyes rolled three times.

Bai Weiyang snapped her fingers.

I’ve got it.

She said in a kind tone,

“Tell me, if I strip you naked and take a nude photo! You won’t dare to do anything to me even if you’re the emperor! Hehe, ain’t I very smart?”

Her tone was filled with self-satisfaction and mischief.

Feng Songjie almost fainted from anger!

This little thing was really daring!

If she really dared, he would skin her alive later.

Bai Weiyang didn’t know what the man was up to. She just wanted to get something on him as soon as possible!

She dragged his tall “corpse” down the backyard corridor of the mansion.

“It’s too dark here. Let’s go to the corridor in the backyard. There’s no one there in the middle of the night anyway. It’s bright enough there!”

Feng Songjie almost fainted.

This was the first time in his life that he had suffered such grievances.

After Bai Weiyang dragged him over, she lifted the other party’s mask without a word. It was an exceptionally arrogant and noble handsome face! His eyes were like a proud cheetah as he glared at her as if he could eat her.

Bai Weiyang ignored his fierce gaze and pinched his face excitedly, as if praising a pretty boy,

“You’re—not bad!”

This was an insult!

Even if she praised his good looks, it was still an insult.

No man could stand such humiliation.

Feng Songjie’s eyes were bloodshot. He swore that once he was free, the first thing he would do when he regained his freedom was to chop this woman up and feed her to the dogs.