The Cold, Aloof Dominatrix After Parasitically Entering a Rich Family - Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Call the Police — Sister, I’m Hugging Tight…

Gong Shayu frowned at the broken lock on the door of Villa 7. Her first thought was, Is the security system here completely useless?

Miss Gong placed her suitcase behind her, gently pushed open the slightly ajar door, bent slightly, one hand guarding her head, the other ready to attack.

She hadn’t had a training session today because of the flight, and all her joints were itching. Should she knock the intruder out or cripple them?

A glint of wild anticipation flashed in Gong Shayu’s eyes.

The half-open door swung wide. The interior was pitch black, but before the anticipated scene of danger met her eyes, a strange yet familiar floral scent hit her squarely in the face.

After two sneezes, Gong Shayu inserted the door card into the power slot. The villa instantly became brightly lit.

“Holy cow!”

Tu Si let out a surprised exclamation. She had found this human phrase incredibly useful. Whenever she couldn’t find an appropriate word in her limited vocabulary, these two words accurately expressed her state of mind.

Gong Shayu heard the sound and grabbed a vase from a nearby table, slowly walking toward the source of the noise.

After only two steps, she noticed something odd. The massive space was wet everywhere. This dampness wasn’t the humidity of a rainy day; it was as if someone had meticulously mopped—with an old-fashioned mop, no less—the entire room.

Gong Shayu looked around: the television, the curtain rods, the wallpapered walls, even the smart trash can in the corner… nothing had been spared.

Miss Gong gripped the vase and walked toward the bathroom.

In the bathroom, separated by just a door, Tu Si surveyed the bathing area, which was larger than her previous bedroom. After confirming she was thoroughly clean, she slowly rose from the water.

The bathroom door was pushed open by an external force…

The naked woman standing by the bathtub and the woman holding a vase standing in the doorway stared at each other.

A moment later, Gong Shayu found her voice: “………Holy cow.”

Tu Si also reacted, exclaiming happily, “Sister Shayu?!”

Before Tu Si could get close, Gong Shayu hurled the nearby bathrobe and the vase simultaneously. The bathrobe slapped against Tu Si, and the vase grazed the hair near her temple before flying backward.

With a series of sharp, breaking sounds, “Pīlīpālā Pēng,” two men in black suits crumpled to the floor.

Tu Si, meanwhile, was struggling to pull the bathrobe over her head, seemingly intent on strangling herself with the tie, while her front remained exposed.

Gong Shayu couldn’t watch. She grabbed another bathrobe, wrapped Tu Si from the front, and quickly tied the belt as several black-clad men smashed through the window behind the bathroom.

Before the bathrobe was fully secured, a punch sliced through the air, and a black-clad man’s fist was aimed at Gong Shayu’s vital spot. Gong Shayu dodged sideways and, in the same motion, finished securing Tu Si’s belt.

The movement was lightning-fast. Before the nearest black-clad man could react, Gong Shayu snatched the civilian taser from his hand, cracked it against his head, and the man collapsed instantly.

In that brief moment, the two women were surrounded by five or six black-clad men who had just crashed through the window.

Although the men were masked, their robust, trained physiques and advanced gear suggested they were well-trained mercenaries.

Gong Shayu had trained in both Wing Chun and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and was at an instructor level. However, she had no intention of fighting six men, especially since she had the “burden” of Tu Si—a group of thugs half a head taller than her.

She focused on the shortest and weakest of the six. Her eyes narrowed, and without warning, she launched an elbow strike directly at his lower left jaw! The black-clad man cried out in pain and instinctively clutched his left cheek.

Almost simultaneously, a swift punch slammed into the short man’s right cheek, then his left forehead, then his right forehead. Tu Si saw only the blur of Gong Shayu’s hands.

The beaten man stumbled backward, leaving a gap in the circle of six.

Gong Shayu pushed Tu Si outward. “Get out! Call the police!”

No sooner had she spoken than Gong Shayu felt a sudden tightening around her waist—a pair of iron-vise arms locked around her, immobilizing her.

A flash of sharp steel appeared at her side! Gong Shayu quickly raised her arm to block. The taser clashed against the blade, creating a grating, teeth-on-edge screech.

Though her waist was bound, her right leg shot out like a scorpion’s tail. Despite the restricted movement, the swift whip-kick still sent the black-clad man flying!

“Sister Shayu, I’m hugging tight.” Seeing Gong Shayu’s face pale, Tu Si thought she hadn’t done well enough and responded weakly.

Gong Shayu: “…………”

Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted another flash of the blade. Gong Shayu was so infuriated with Tu Si she wanted to push her out to take the stab. But the woman’s arms were constructed of God knows what material; the force wrapped around her was like that of a python. Not only could she not break free, but the grip tightened with every struggle.

The cold steel closed in. The hairs on the back of Gong Shayu’s neck stood up. She whipped her head to the side, narrowly avoiding the strike! The momentum of the blade didn’t stop, instead slicing directly toward Tu Si behind her!

Gong Shayu’s breath hitched. She’s just a silly woman who wanted some money. She doesn’t deserve to die…

The next second, a deafening “BOOM” exploded! The wall of the main hall was utterly blown open. Yet, the snake-like grip around her waist remained completely unbroken!

Gong Shayu spun around and saw the nearly two-meter-tall black-clad man, wrapped in an immense force, fly out through the shattered wall like a rag doll!

“…………”

A dead silence descended upon the scene…

The injured black-clad men forcibly stifled their cries of pain, and the uninjured ones collectively held their breath, all staring at Tu Si in terror.

They couldn’t believe that a force like a pile driver came from the legs of a delicate-looking human girl whose limbs seemed fragile.

However, this astonishment lasted only a moment. The battle-hardened mercenaries quickly regained their composure. The blades of the remaining two men flashed, pointing squarely at Tu Si.

Gong Shayu finally understood. Tu Si had interpreted her command to “Call the police” as “Hug tight” (報警 bàojǐng vs. 抱緊 bàojǐn). She shouted in a low voice, “Let go! Protect yourself!”

Tu Si softly said to the black-clad man on the left, “I’m sorry.”

Immediately following, with another resounding “Kuang-lang!” the left black-clad man went flying out through the wall in the same rag-doll posture.

Tu Si turned, intending to offer an apology to the black-clad man on the right, but the man gave her no chance. His blade shot straight for her throat. Like lightning, she gripped his wrist and attempted to negotiate, “This knife is dangerous. Give it to me, okay?”

The black-clad man cried out in pain and let go. The dagger fell to the floor. Before he could recover and defend himself, the cold blade was accurately plunged into his abdomen. With a sickening “Pūzī” sound, bl00d gushed out, and the mercenary’s intestines spilled out instantly. He twitched twice and died on the spot.

“I’m sorry…” Tu Si apologized, her eyes filled with genuine regret, as if truly repentant. However, the very next second, her wrist violently twisted and sliced downward. Red and green splattered across the floor. The black-clad man convulsed and died on the spot.

The mercenaries’ mission was to capture Gong Shayu alive. Their intelligence assessment indicated they could complete it unarmed. Who could have expected they would run into a human-shaped nuclear bomb?

The remaining mercenaries exchanged a look of pure dread and quickly vanished into the dense darkness.

Gong Shayu: “…………!!!!!!!!!!”

(Pupils dilated, brain freezing.)

When Fang Yu arrived with the hotel security team, Tu Si was curled up obediently beside Gong Shayu, holding a hot drink, looking as if she had been greatly terrified.