The bald man gritted his teeth.

He looked up disdainfully and openly stared at Gu Jin, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"What wouldn’t I dare to say? You came here looking for Brother Long because you were lonely. Now that Brother Long isn’t here, and there are so many brothers around, you can choose anyone you like. Of course, you can also follow me. I will definitely take you to heaven—"

"Bang!"

Before he finished his sentence, there was a loud bang that reverberated through the quiet hall.

The bald man’s head had a close, intimate meeting with the baseball bat in Gu Jin’s hand.

In the eyes of everyone present, his body slowly fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, revealing an incredulous glint, his pupils dilated from the extreme pain, gradually losing focus.

Gu Jin glanced at the bright red color on the bat, a contemptuous curve forming at the corner of her lips.

She stepped forward, walking to where the bald man lay.

The bat in her hand nudged his head: "You said Brother Long isn’t here, so where is he now?"

Though the bald man’s eyes were open, he couldn’t hear anything, nor did he have any clear consciousness. He seemed completely dazed.

Gu Jin saw his vacant pupils, curled her lip in disdain, and looked around.

Surveying the suppressed Qingmen members, she coldly asked, "Where is Brother Long?"

Although everyone present was intimidated by what happened just now, not a single person spoke up.

Unexpectedly, they were all still hard-headed, and a mocking expression appeared on Gu Jin’s face.

It wasn’t that these people didn’t dare to speak, but rather that Brother Long hadn’t left the villa. These people feared that if they spoke up, Brother Long would find out. Even if they survived today, Brother Long wouldn’t let them off later.

Gu Jin stepped towards the nearest security guard, standing in front of the Qingmen member being subdued by him.

The bat, stained with fresh red color, slowly lifted once more.

"No, don’t, don’t!"

The man didn’t expect doom to come so quickly; his first reaction was to beg for mercy.

Gu Jin’s wooden bat was raised high and then swiftly descended, aiming at him.

"Don’t! I’ll talk, I’ll talk!"

But it was too late!

Just like with the bald man, Gu Jin struck this person down on the spot.

He wanted to speak, but she no longer wished to listen.

She cast a detached glance at the man on the ground, whose head was severely injured, then walked slowly toward the next person.

This time she didn’t ask questions, she began directly.

A single bat, becoming a lethal weapon in her hands.

Without giving anyone a chance to react, the next person also had their head smashed in.

Until she approached the third person.

The person was so scared on the spot that they wet their pants.

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Brother Long is upstairs!"

This time, Gu Jin did not strike.

She gave an approving look to this person, but the smell on him was quite unpleasant.

Gu Jin stepped back a few paces, lifting her chin towards the Tianjiao security guards: "Take people upstairs to search!"

"Yes!"

The team leader picked a few people and led them upstairs.

However, as soon as they climbed a few steps, Brother Long appeared upstairs.

He wasn’t alone, but holding the disheveled Mo Leen as a hostage.

His gun was pressed against Mo Leen’s head, showing a desperate, do-or-die stance.

Mo Leen was bruised and swollen, her face unrecognizable, gone were her days of former glory; she was wrapped in a bed sheet.

Upon seeing Gu Jin, a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes.

Brother Long was towering over everyone downstairs, finally focusing his gaze on the supported Gu Jin.