Cannon-Fodder Heiress Turns the Tables by Fortune-Telling-Chapter 135 - 134 Death List (2nd Update)

Yun Ran suddenly felt numb; it was just a night of sea carnival, but with Taoist Xia’s information, this was already the fourth group causing trouble.

"This ship of people has really become a hot commodity, everyone is keeping an eye on them."

Taoist Xia felt his heart sinking as he listened to Yun Ran’s sarcastic remark; he could already imagine how many reports he would have to write once he got back.

It wasn’t until the swaying light fell on Yun Ran’s face that Taoist Xia saw something was off: "You’ve been backlash!!!"

People from Xuan Sect are very fond of their lives, they would absolutely not willingly do something that would cause them to suffer backlash unless it was a matter of life and death.

When they suffer backlash, it’s not like any ordinary internal injury; for some unlucky ones, backlash could cost them their lives.

Yun Ran, a person despised by Heavenly Dao, had dared to be careless in this situation; wasn’t this adding fuel to the fire?

"Saving a person doomed to die, this bit of backlash is what I deserve."

Taoist Xia was so exasperated by these words that his chest tightened; the way she said it, it almost sounded like a glorious thing.

He couldn’t help but retort Yun Ran, "You’re really something! You don’t even take backlash seriously, young lady, you are truly unreliable!" freёwebnoѵel.com

"Let’s split up, you investigate the two groups you’ve found, and I’ll handle the ones I found!"

Taoist Xia, currently in the guise of a server, couldn’t stay and talk to Yun Ran too long; he nodded in agreement to her proposal.

Yun Ran picked up a glass of orange juice from the tray and parted ways with Taoist Xia.

By the time she returned to Xia Jing’s side, she hadn’t noticed Yun Ran had been away for a bit.

The atmosphere of the lottery finally reached its climax.

A gunshot rang out, "Bang," and the music abruptly stopped, all the lights at the venue were turned on, completely ruining the good atmosphere.

The crowd that reacted became chaotic immediately, emitting various sharp screams.

Xia Jing quickly squatted down, fearing she would be seen.

"Ranran, get down quickly!"

Seeing Yun Ran’s figure waver, she thought Yun Ran was scared stiff and hurriedly pulled her down with her.

As the children of wealthy families, they had all been trained from a young age to make quick decisions in dangerous situations like this.

The gunshot, along with the screams of the crowd, triggered her conditioned reflex,

Xia Jing stretched her head towards a gap to see what had happened.

Unfortunately, her position in the gap wasn’t good, preventing her from clearly seeing what was going on.

Fortunately, they were not far from the stairwell; Xia Jing pushed Yun Ran.

"Let’s go, we need to find a room to hide in quickly!"

With that, she pulled Yun Ran and crawled toward the direction of the stairwell, staying low to the ground.

Fortunately, the stairwell was fully carpeted, so it didn’t make much noise or scratch their skin.

"Hey hey hey... hello everyone, can you hear me?"

A rough voice came from the sound system, very clear.

"Now, no one is allowed to move, no one is allowed to make noise, everyone quiet down, or else..."

Following was another "Bang," a scream was heard.

The coarse voice carried a hint of pride: "This is what happens to those who don’t obey!"

The once-noisy venue suddenly fell silent. Yun Ran looked over to see that the man who had been shot had not died; he was only wounded in the thigh.

Perhaps the shock was strong enough, and the man was truly afraid of death, as he desperately clutched his mouth, not daring to make a sound of pain.

"Next, those who I call out by name must obediently stand up. Don’t test my patience!"

The man dressed in chef’s attire stood on the stage, kicking the host down, and looked around the venue where everyone was squatting obediently (some with legs so weak they were sprawling on the ground).

Quite pleased with the effect he had created, he then stripped off the chef’s clothes, revealing the outfit underneath.

Someone squatted at the very edge, seeing that the man on stage’s gaze did not reach their hiding spot, they bolted towards a corridor.

The others crouched beside him suddenly showed fierce expressions, as the chance to escape had been snatched away by someone else.

There was a loud "bang"—this time no scream was heard.

Those who had secretly regretted missing the chance to escape now watched helplessly as someone whistled a tune while walking over.

In their hand was the leg of the person who had just tried to run, dragging them back.

Without looking, everyone knew that person could not be any more dead.

Now, everyone felt a sense of relief that they hadn’t run because they would have been the ones silenced.

One could only say, at this moment, the complexity and variability of human nature were fully displayed.

The man on the stage laughed and said: "I already gave you a warning, but you didn’t listen. Well then, go ahead and die. Now, does anyone else feel like running? Step forward; I’ll grant you a swift end."

Those who were faint-hearted couldn’t help but start to whimper. This scene was indeed too much for anyone to bear.

No one dared to move; the man on stage was very satisfied.

Then he continued: "Well, it seems everyone is being obedient. That’s more like it; I really hate people who do not understand human speech."

Yun Ran’s head was pressed down by Xia Jing, using the staircase as cover. They had thought they would be safe, that the person on stage wouldn’t see them.

Who would have known that the person on stage would pull out a tablet and tap on it several times before clearing their throat lightly.

"Those whose names I call now, come forward!"

The people squatting below, judging by the man’s behavior, could roughly guess who he was. The high-valued individuals began to feel uneasy.

They feared running into unreasonable pirates who wouldn’t release captives even after receiving money, which would truly turn them into fish on the chopping board.

"Miss Li Li from Master Craftsman Jewelry... Miss Xia Jing from Xia Real Estate..."

The faces of those called by name instantly turned ashen.

Xia Jing shuddered upon hearing her own name but stood up regardless and pushed Yun Ran toward the direction of the staircase with more force.

"Miss Yun Ran from Hai City Yun Group..."

Xia Jing’s expression abruptly changed. She was no foolish, naive girl. If the previously called names belonged to each family’s favored and highly valued individuals,

What about Yun Ran? She was just a drag-along, and extracting a ransom from her was certainly not an excellent choice.

It could be said that anyone else here would have more leverage than Yun Ran, yet Yun Ran was the one chosen.

Remembering Ranran’s earlier words that she would die, what else was Xia Jing unable to grasp? This list wasn’t for extracting ransoms; it was a death list.

Xia Jing suddenly felt as if her blood was flowing backward, and she became somewhat disoriented.

Yun Ran stood up calmly; considering how Xia Jing had pushed her toward the direction of the staircase twice, she could never let Xia Jing die.