Heart Hunting

Chapter 111 Deflower Her

Jean, who was greatly humiliated by Poppy, left the spa in a hurry. She was sore all over her body. She

looked in the bathroom mirror just now. Excpet the two palm prints on her face, she was fine. But

Poppy was impossible in bullying her, and she must revenge herself on Poppy ten times as much as

what Poppy did to her!

Just as she was thinking about how to deal with Poppy, her phone rang. When she looked at the caller

ID, a meaningful smile appearing on the corner of her mouth, and she answered the call.

The caller speak up first, "Miss Jean, I've found Daniel at D2 warehouse at Fisherman's Wharf."

Jean raised the corner of her lips and said, "Okay, I'll be right there soon."

Since the incident, Daniel hid himself and no one could find him. She asked many people to find him.

She must find him even if she had to dig three feet into the ground.

D2 warehouse

When Jean arrived at the door, the man guarding the door greeted her with a smile, "Miss Jean."

"He is inside, right?" Jean asked.

Jean wasn't interested in a man as skinny as the guard.

"Yes, please follow me!" The guard replied.

The guard looked around carefully and after he found nothing unusual, he and Jean walked in.

Inside the warehouse, there were puddles of water on the floor and there was an unpleasant smell in

the moist air, and faint sunlight thrust itself into such dark space.

Jean walked in, frowned slightly for the terrible surroundings, and sped up her pace.

Chuck heard the footsteps and saw Jean coming. Then he had his man go down to turn on the

chandelier, and the warehouse was finally brightened up a bit.

Jumping down from a cardboard, Chuck walked towards her, smiling wickedly at her and pointed

forward, "Miss Jean, this is the man you're looking for, right?"

Jean followed the direction he was pointing at. That was indeed Daniel.

But at this moment, Daniel’s nose and face already swelled badly, his hands were hung up, and his

clothes were cut into pieces by a knife. Now Daniel’s image had nothing to do with a charismatic fitness

trainer.

"You guys are quite efficient. You caught him so quickly." Jean said.

Jean smiled with satisfaction.This was the man who had directly pushed her into an abyss-like

situation.

She took a few steps forward and stared hatefully at the man in front of her.

"I assured you I would never let you down in completing the mission." Chuck said.

Chuck eyed his men, and a couple of men stepped forward and kicked Daniel hard enough to wake

him up.

"Miss Jean, do you need us teaching him a lesson?"

Chuck asked, his men can’t wait to do something with their fists.

"You guys 'serve' Mr.Daniel first with the appetizers."

Jean stood aside and let them 'serve' him nicely.

"Guys, show Miss Jean how you 'serve' Mr. Daniel, hahaha ......"

Chuck laughed wildly, and the group of men surrounded Daniel at his command and beat him up again.

"Ouch…"

"Ah, help …"

Daniel was dying and begged for mercy. He had been trapped here for a day, punched and cut, and the

pain he had suffered was something he would never forget.

Jean, who was standing beside, watched him being beaten sneeringly, but still couldn't swallow the

anger she originally held in her heart. Therefore she shouted to stop those men and asked Chuck.

"Do you have a salt whip here?"

Chuck ordered his men again, "Prepare it for Miss Jean!"

“Yes, sir!”

When Daniel heard this, his body was filled with a bone-chilling cold. He stared at Jean with wide eyes

and looked at her in fear, begging for forgiveness, "Jean, no, Jeanny, please let me go. I knew I

shouldn’t treat you like that."

From the moment he was caught, he repented of what he had done. Because he was unable to fight

with Jean even if he got more money.

"I will do whatever you want me to do in the future!" Daniel said.

He wanted to cry, his body ached to the extreme and he couldn’t bear it any longer. If he was served

with extra whipping, he would definitely die.

Jean snorted and yelled at him, "Shut the fuck off. Don’t talk about bullshit here. It is too late. It was

nice to get paid for what you had done to me, wasn't it?"

The more pains Daniel suffered, the happier she felt.

Jean picked up the whip and whipped Daniel’s deformed face, gritting her teeth grimly. "Bastard, let me

tell you. I, Jean, am not a person who could be fooled by anybody. You've ruined my reputation, so I'll

make your whole life miserable!"

After Jean finished her words, ‘Swoosh', she lashed Daniel vigorously with the whip.

"Ah!"

Daniel’s entire body was shocked. He was whipped to life, shining like a gleam and giving out a scarry

scream sounded like a pig being slaughtered.

The tattered clothes hanging on his body turned into shredded rags with a whip to the flesh, just like

shredded leaves floating in the air. Blood flew straight out from the whip wounds on Daniel’s thighs,

making a strong smell of blood soaked in the air. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Even the man next to Jean subconsciously looked away from such scene.

Jean looked at Daniel’s bloody thighs. The red patch of his flesh stimulated her senses and she smiled

wickedly and wildly. She soaked the whip and then went on whipping Daniel’s flesh.

Aaaah! Aah!

Daniel hissed in pain and the veins at the corners of his eyes popped out. He felt worse than death. His

flesh was wounded; his blood were flowing everywhere; What hurt most was the moment when his

wounded flesh was soaked with salt, mingling with his blood.

He was unable to struggle and could only be tormented by her whipping. Jean whipped him more and

more excitedly and relentlessly with the sound of ‘swoosh, swoosh…’ . The louder Daniel screamed,

the better Jean felt.

Staring at Daniel , Jean seemed to see Poppy’s face in Danile’s painful face. Jean narrowed her cold

eyes and muttered, "Bitch, how dared you to play tricks on me. I will whip you to death."

She beat Daniel hard with the salt whip, until Daniel’s thighs were covered with wounds. Then she

asked Chuck to put him down.

Daniel lay weakly and still on the ground, breathing in difficulty. He struggled to keep his eyes open and

was still begging for mercy, "Jeanny, please forgive me, I'm dying."

He was dizzy and felt like he was going to die in the next second.

But Jean, who was furious, wouldn't let go of him easily. She squatted down and pat his face, "Poppy,

you think you have a beautiful face and a fair figure, right?

Now I'll ruin your face and see how you can seduce men."

"Swoosh, Swoosh. "

With the whipping sound and Daniel's wailing and screaming, Jean mercilessly brought the whip down

on Daniel’s face.

The ‘X’-shaped whip totally destroyed Daniel’s face. He curled like a shrimp in pain and looked at the

frantic Jean. Chuck’s men standing next to her couldn't help taking a few steps back.

They had never seen a woman crazy and cruel to such an extent.

Jean beat Daniel until she was panting, but she wouldn’t stop, attacking his upper body again. "This

body is what you are proud of, right? I'll destroy it and see how you can seduce men."

Whip after whip, each whip on Daniel’s body almost made Jean exhausted. Daniel had no strength to

scream anymore, but could only breathe weakly. His whole body was shaking with pain, and he looked

like he was dying.

Exhausted, Jean finished venting her anger, and was finally satisfied to throw away the whip.

She gave Daniel two more kicks. He bore that in silence without moving a bit, and Jean warned him

aggressively, "Daniel, now you are aware who is the one you can't mess with, right?"

"You ask for this!"

Expressing her pent-up anger, Jean cheerfully took out a check of RMB200,000 and handed it to

Chuck, "You've done a good job on your mission."

Chuck's eyes glinted and laughed as he received the check. The scar on his face looked unusually

revolting, "Hahaha, Miss Jean, You can trust me with such things; I will catch the man for you as long

as I get the money. How can I let you down?"

Jean's eyes were cold. She looked away in disgust, holding up her three fingers to Chuck, "I will give

you RMB300,000 to catch a woman for me."

There were lots of people she wanted to screw up. Her next target was the arrogant Poppy. ‘Let’s see

how I will torment you till death.’ Jean thought.

Knowing that he had anothor chance to make a fortune, Chuck immediately asked,

"What do you want me to do, Miss Jean?"

"Kidnap her, gang rape her or rape her by using hallucinogen. I just wanted you to record the whole

process in video for me."

Jean’s eyes were dark, "You guys should know how to do it. right?"

She wanted tit for tat so that Poppy could understand what it felt like to be mockedby thousands of

people.

‘Either gang raping or raping with hallucinogen. What a nice mission!’ Chuck thought.

Chuck readily agreed, "Miss Jean, I'll do my job. Trust me. But who is that woman?"

She took out her phone, found a picture of Poppy, and showed it to Chuck.

"This is the woman I am talking about. She is an attorney from the Bailey Law Firm. I was used by her

to end up like this. You solve her for me."

Chuck scrutinized the photo, almost drooling. His eyes glinted. "Miss Jean, I'll do her for you by myself

."

Jean knew he was lusting after Poppy and didn't try to stop him, but she wanted more, "Don’t forget to

ask your men to join you when you fuck such a beauty."

Chuck understood her in seconds, "Don't worry, when this woman is caught, I will gravely deflower her

even if she is a chaste flower."

Jean was relieved to hear that, "Remember, I want the video as well!"

"I'll arrange video cameras from each direction. I can assure you that you will be satisfied."

Jean knew she can trust Chuck with this, but she still warned him, "This woman is not a piece of cake.

You have to be careful."

"We gangsters have our own ways of doing things. Just wait for my good news."

Chuck patted his chest to assure Jean, then turned back to look at Daniel, "Miss Jean, what should we

do with this man now?"

Jean stared at him icily, and an idea came into her mind. She suggested to Chuck .

"I do have an idea."

"Go ahead."

Chuck was ready to hear Jean’s advice attentively .

"Sell him to the Middle East as a laborer and you'll make another fortune."

Jean's dark eyes glinted with ruthlessness.

Chuck said "Miss Jean, thank you for the advice."

Walking out of the warehouse, Jean was blissful, and her eyes shined with a grim smile.

Jean thought, ‘Poppy, I'll see how long you can maintain your arrogance. As for Hilda Sanches and

Ethel Green , I won't let any of them get away with what they did to me!’