Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack
Chapter 406 - 387: Some People Just Deserve to Go to Hell (Part 1)

Chapter 406: Chapter 387: Some People Just Deserve to Go to Hell (Part 1)

Luo Qianqian was sneezing occasionally that evening, wondering if she might have caught a cold. But looking around at all the girls in tank tops, wearing a short-sleeve herself seemed quite ample, right?

Feng watched as Luo Qianqian changed into sportswear, put on sneakers, and even carried a sports bag, with a face full of confusion, "Are you going hiking?"

Luo Qianqian, with an air of it being most natural, looked at Feng as if he were an idiot, "Would you carry ’Weapon’ around openly if you had it?"

"Do you even know where we are going tonight?" Feng’s mouth twitched, had Hu Si not told her?

This was really a misunderstanding for Hu Si. He had planned to tell her today, but it wasn’t him who drove her to class today, so he hadn’t remembered to mention it.

"Isn’t it some village? Everyone loves running off to small villages. I even brought some sausages to distract the watchdogs," Luo Qianqian said cheerfully, patting her small bag, proud of her well-prepared items and her strategic thinking.

However, "We’re going to a casino tonight, sister." Feng was somewhat exasperated. It was already awkward enough that he had to bring this little thing along, and now this...

"I’m going to call the police and have you arrested!" Luo Qianqian’s eyes widened.

Feng let out a wry smile and yelled toward the other room, "Hu Si, come out quickly and clean up this mess!!!"

Hu Si came out and, after hearing what the two were discussing, sighed and explained, "Today’s target is the boss of the casino, who is normally elusive. But this man has three major hobbies: one, naturally, is gambling; two is money; and three, underage girls. Yep, just like you."

Luo Qianqian’s eyes widened, "Are you planning to sell me? My family can pay a ransom."

Hu Si slapped Luo Qianqian on the head, "What are you thinking? The clothes on your bed were delivered just this afternoon. They have no other advantage but to look cute and lightweight. But that’s not the point, the key is the bracelet that comes with them. It’s made of silver, but that’s also not the point. The important thing is whether the slot in it has Silver Needle or the poisoned type."

"Wait a second." Luo Qianqian glared, "Are you planning to send me to that man’s bed?"

"Nonsense, we plan for Feng to impersonate a wealthy businessman, and you are his daughter. You guys go gambling; Feng has tricks up his sleeve to keep you guys going until you meet the man," Hu Si said.

Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, "Can you guys be reliable for once? Why do I feel like you and Feng have a vendetta that involves killing fathers and stealing wives? The kind that leads to his death? Don’t they always say on TV? Casinos are filled with surveillance; if caught, can Feng come out, or can I come out? Have you watched too many gambling hero films?"

"I’m starting to wonder myself," Feng said nonchalantly.

Hu Si frowned. He couldn’t say that they had snipers hidden away, which would make the child let down her guard.

Then Luo Qianqian looked at Feng, looked at herself, her eyes gleaming as she turned a few times before she changed her clothes and dragged Feng out with her.

"What’s wrong?" Feng frowned.

"I have an idea," Luo Qianqian whispered.

"What?" Feng didn’t really want to speak, but as he remained silent, Luo Qianqian didn’t continue. He had no choice but to speak up.

"When we get there, I’ll play the role of a gambling god’s granddaughter, just out to see the world, the kind that sneaks out. Likely, they won’t check that thoroughly, just knowing there’s such a person should be enough. The granddaughter is also illegitimate."

"You sure have a lot of ideas, but what if they ask you to show some skills?" Feng snorted through his nose, his face full of disdain.

"Showing off a little... I only know how to play ’Fight the Landlord’..." Luo Qianqian felt helpless, having learned to play ’Fight the Landlord’ out of boredom during toilet breaks in her previous life. ’I can’t follow’, ’Crushed it’, ’Hurry up, I’m waiting till the flowers wilt’—those haunting phrases were still vivid in her mind.

"You might as well go play ’Draw the Turtle’..." Feng showed no consideration for Luo Qianqian’s feelings and looked completely disgusted.

"Am I to blame? Just burn that trash with a fire and be done with it."

"You think burning others isn’t a responsibility?" Feng snorted coldly. He was feeling quite troubled now, having never expected that it would be so difficult to deal with someone who had always stayed in his territory.

Actually, people who never changed locations were not hard to handle. The tricky part was dealing with those who lived among all sorts of people and, who for no reason, liked to watch the excitement. What if someone got hurt by mistake...

At that moment, Feng’s phone lit up. It was Hu Si’s number, and the message read: Cargo in warehouse seven.

Luo Qianqian saw it too and frowned, "What cargo? What do you guys even do?"

"What do you mean ’you guys’? This message is about the person tonight. The fox is reminding us to use the cargo to force that person out," Feng rolled his eyes and turned the car around.

"That warehouse seven..."

"Shh, honey, zip it." Feng looked impatient. He couldn’t understand why this mission suddenly made him feel a sense of crisis.

Upon arriving at warehouse seven, Feng took Luo Qianqian and sneaked into the warehouse. The sides of the warehouse were piled high with many large boxes and bags, looking very much like a courier point with all sorts of things. However, Luo Qianqian quickly realized something was off—there seemed to be lights and voices up ahead.

Feng gestured to her, and she followed him closely. However, the skirt and small leather shoes she wore, compared to sneakers and sportswear, proved much more cumbersome. Unwittingly, Luo Qianqian tripped, and very unfortunately, she landed on her head and passed out.

The people inside heard the noise and immediately came out, shouting, "Who’s there?!"

Feng had no time to pull Luo Qianqian back and could only watch helplessly as she was discovered. He concealed himself and cursed inwardly while clenching his fists. He didn’t care; he had gone on missions where he stayed motionless in one spot for three days without eating, drinking, or sleeping. But this child couldn’t handle that.

As the man grabbed Luo Qianqian, her hand moved slightly as if to wave him off?

Luo Qianqian had indeed passed out from the fall, but she woke up almost immediately. She also heard footsteps. If it was just two people nearby, Feng could handle it, so she decided to take a risk and see what the so-called cargo was.

"Is this one out here for fun, or is she part of the cargo?" the man holding her threw her aside. Luo Qianqian squinted her eyes, seeing there seemed to be only these two men here.

Another man’s voice said, "Judging by her clothes, she probably isn’t, right? Could she be some boss’s girl who wandered in?"

"Go out and check soon. Don’t let it be someone’s child we know. If we send her to that pervert, she probably won’t survive."

"Okay."

At this moment, Luo Qianqian pretended to be in pain and just waking up, very naturally she exclaimed, "Daddy, you scamp... Huh, where is this?" Her eyes blinked innocently, but the moment she turned around, she couldn’t contain the rage in her eyes anymore. She was certain that the stuff behind her was the so-called ’cargo’.

A massive cage, filled with what looked like young girls, apparently around ten years old.

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