"I don't want anything," Johnny stood up, pointing his Pistol towards the door. "I'm just inviting Xin Yu to come with us to another place for a good chat."
The moment Johnny stood up and his Pistol slightly shifted, Xin Yu moved!
The white Go piece she had been holding in her hand suddenly shot towards Johnny's face!
At the same time, she rolled sideways and backward, her right hand darting like lightning towards the underside of the coffee table, where a spare Pistol was clearly hidden!
This was her last struggle, extremely decisive, and she seized the speed and timing perfectly!
However, Johnny's reaction was faster than imagined.
Facing the incoming Go piece, he simply tilted his head slightly and easily dodged it.
His attention had never truly left her hands. Almost simultaneously with her movement, his left hand shot out like a venomous snake, accurately gripping her wrist as she reached under the coffee table, and twisted it sharply!
"Ugh!"
Xin Yu groaned in pain, feeling her wrist clamped as if by an iron vice. The intense pain instantly drained her strength.
At the same time, Johnny's right arm delivered a heavy, no-frills elbow strike, smashing hard into the side of her neck!
Bang!
With a dull thud, Xin Yu's vision went black, all strength for struggle instantly drained. Her body went limp and collapsed, her consciousness rapidly blurring.
Before losing consciousness completely, the last thing she saw was Johnny's calm, emotionless eyes, and his low voice.
"You wouldn't drink a toast, so you'll drink a forfeit."
The entire process happened in a flash, and the owner of the Go club nearby was so scared he almost collapsed to the ground.
Johnny easily lifted the unconscious Xin Yu onto his shoulder as if she were a piece of luggage.
He didn't even look at the owner, just coldly dropped a single sentence: "Clean it up. Nothing happened today."
With that, he carried her and strode out of the Go room.
Outside the door, two of the Yanbian F4 immediately stepped forward to meet him, their eyes filled with awe for Johnny. They deftly put Xin Yu into the car.
The vehicle quickly drove away from the Go club, disappearing into the night traffic of Yeosu. A carefully planned infiltration was thus forcibly interrupted in the most brutal and direct way.
One side of the game had an important piece roughly removed, and Johnny was outside the game.
Thump!
With a heavy thud as she was thrown to the ground, the Yanbian F4 had no compunction about tossing Xin Yu down.
Johnny stood quietly to the side, his gaze sweeping across the warehouse. There were at least a dozen thugs standing there, each likely carrying knives or similar weapons, but Johnny paid them no mind.
At this moment, Ding Qing, who was sitting in the very center, stood up. He told Johnny that he had worked hard.
Then he glanced at the Yanbian F4 before turning his gaze to Xin Yu on the ground.
He had met this woman before; she claimed to be Li Zicheng's Go teacher.
And with that heavy fall, Xin Yu also regained consciousness, slowly coming to.
She quickly became fully alert, a habit she had developed. After surveying her surroundings, her heart sank completely, especially since her hands and feet were bound.
This was an unfamiliar warehouse; she couldn't discern any distinguishing features from here, and her movements were completely restricted. Forget moving, even struggling was difficult.
Among the men in front of her, she recognized Ding Qing at a glance.
So, it was Ding Qing who arranged for her to be captured?
Her heart instantly understood, and at the same time, an ominous premonition slowly rose within her, filled with a sense of despair.
She didn't understand how Ding Qing determined she was an undercover agent, but the current situation no longer allowed her to think further.
Ding Qing squatted in front of Xin Yu. Looking at her still pretty face, he reached out, pinched her chin, and looked her over.
"Aish! She's quite pretty, what a shame for such a good face." Ding Qing's gaze lingered on her for a moment before he withdrew it.
Good figure, good looks, but he didn't have such depraved tastes in that regard.
"Tell me, how many of your people are still left in Goldmoon Group?"
After releasing Xin Yu's chin, Ding Qing asked in a very calm tone.
From his tone alone, it was impossible to deduce Ding Qing's thoughts or motives.
Xin Yu just shook her head and said, "I think you've all made a mistake. I'm not an undercover agent; I'm just an ordinary Go teacher."
Seeing Xin Yu still unyielding at this point, Ding Qing didn't have the patience to continue talking to her. He casually said, "Yin Xinyu, entered the Busan Police Department in 2007, took over undercover work in 2009, becoming the liaison between the police and the undercover agents. I'm not wrong, am I?"
Ding Qing squatted in front of Yin Xinyu, calmly reciting her true identity and resume. Every word was like a cold nail, pinning her firmly in the abyss of despair.
Yin Xinyu's pupils contracted violently, her last shred of hope completely shattered.
At this moment, she knew that anything she said would be useless. All her secrets had been exposed, and she didn't even know who had leaked her information.
Her face was as pale as paper, her lips trembling slightly, but she couldn't utter another word of defense. The intelligence the other party possessed was terrifyingly accurate.
"It seems I wasn't wrong."
Ding Qing slowly stood up, took a metal baseball bat from a subordinate nearby, weighed it in his hand, his eyes devoid of any warmth, only a cold ruthlessness as if appraising an object.
"I'll ask one more time, who else is inside Goldmoon Group?" His voice remained steady, but the pressure it brought was palpable.
Yin Xinyu gritted her teeth, turned her head away, and resisted with silence. This was her last dignity and duty as a police officer.
"Very good." Ding Qing nodded, seemingly unsurprised.
Without warning, he suddenly swung the baseball bat!
Bang!
A heavy thud echoed in the warehouse.
The baseball bat smashed hard into Yin Xinyu's ribs. She let out an uncontrollable scream of agony, her body violently curling up, feeling as if her bones had instantly shattered. The intense pain almost made her faint again.
"Speak." Ding Qing's voice was as cold as ice.
Yin Xinyu merely gasped in pain, still silent.
Johnny watched silently from the side. He had to admit that this woman was indeed a true police officer.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Ding Qing's face was expressionless as he continuously swung the bat, each time landing precisely on a different part of her body—arms, shoulders, calves... avoiding vital spots, but maximizing the pain. The dull thuds of the strikes and the woman's desperate screams intertwined, sending shivers down one's spine.
The Yanbian F4 and the surrounding thugs watched indifferently, accustomed to such scenes.
Johnny leaned against a distant pillar, arms crossed, his gaze indifferent, as if watching a performance unrelated to him.
Soon, Yin Xinyu was covered in bruises, twitching uncontrollably on the ground. Blood oozed from her nose, mouth, and wounds, staining the floor. Her consciousness was blurred, leaving only instinctive groans of pain.
Ding Qing stopped, throwing the blood-stained baseball bat to a subordinate. He took a breath, straightened his slightly disheveled collar, his face showing little emotion.
He squatted down again, grabbed Yin Xinyu's hair, forcing her to lift her bloody and battered face.
"Won't speak? That's fine."
Ding Qing leaned close to Yin Xinyu's ear, his voice very low, speaking in a tone only they could hear, "I know who you're protecting. You want to protect Li Zicheng, right?"
Yin Xinyu's unfocused eyes suddenly sharpened for a moment, a flicker of extreme terror flashing through them.
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