RMM -Chapter 202 At the End of the Road, a Ray of Hope

“Wait!”

Su Ruo was already ready to rush out at any cost when she suddenly heard this voice stopping her.

Brother Long frowned and looked displeased at Pan Zhiming, who had called out, “What is it?”

Pan Zhiming smiled ingratiatingly. “Brother Long, you said we were going to film, right? Just using a phone isn’t professional. Even if we send it to Cheng Yue, he won’t see clearly. I thought, since we’re doing this, why not do it properly? Leave a deeper impression on Cheng Yue.”

Another subordinate, stopped by Pan Zhiming, stood there and asked, “What do you mean?”

Pan Zhiming ignored him and continued looking at Brother Long, curling his lips in a sly smile. “What I mean is, if we’re doing it, we should do it professionally. Wouldn’t the effect be better?”

Brother Long glanced at Pan Zhiming sideways, noncommittal. “Go on.”

“How about we use a camera? Like filming a movie—that would be amazing!” Pan Zhiming said, getting more excited, his face flushing red.

Brother Long laughed heartily after hearing him and understood his meaning. He hadn’t expected this kid to have such a hobby. Fine, whatever, filming it properly with a camera to show Cheng Yue could be more interesting, right? After all, he was already smugly enjoying himself, but his woman was performing a live sex show with another man right in front of him.

As for what Pan Zhiming would do with the footage, that wasn’t his concern. As long as the goal was achieved, he didn’t mind the process being a bit more… entertaining.

“Alright, then go buy one. At this point, a little extra time won’t matter.”

Brother Long waved for Pan Zhiming to go downstairs to buy a camera, but Pan Zhiming turned to another subordinate and chuckled, “Brother, why don’t you go buy it?”

“Why? This was your idea, you should do it yourself.” The other man was difficult. Raising an eyebrow, he retorted, thinking it would be easier to get his satisfaction first. All these detours seemed like too much trouble!

“Ah, that’s not right. I’m creating a little trouble now for a lifetime of enjoyment! Think about it: such a beautiful woman in our hands—we should keep a good memento. Later we can admire it, or even show it off to others. How many people get a chance to sleep with such a beauty, and she’s about to give birth! The taste must be incredible.”

Pan Zhiming spoke lewdly, his eyes glinting with wicked light, imagining the scene. The other man couldn’t help but feel tempted too.

Indeed, this woman would only get one chance. If they didn’t keep a memento, wouldn’t it be a shame?

Brother Long sat back on a chair, looking forward to the show. “Stop dawdling. Both of you better perform well. Don’t disappoint my intentions.”

His words sounded grand, and the subordinate didn’t dare argue with Pan Zhiming, obediently going downstairs to buy a camera.

But at this hour, where could a camera be bought? All the shops were closed. The subordinate wandered the streets twice before realizing he couldn’t buy one. His teeth itched with frustration—was Pan Zhiming playing him? No wonder he didn’t come out himself. Now it was impossible to get a camera!

He considered going back, but quickly dismissed the thought. Seeing Brother Long in such high spirits, returning empty-handed would be dangerous.

If this had been before, he wouldn’t have minded. Even if something couldn’t be done, Brother Long would overlook it. But now was different. The Yan Sect had been wiped out, a huge blow to Brother Long. He was different, sometimes even scolding them. If they ruined his mood now, who knew what he’d do? And everyone knew how much Brother Long hated Cheng Yue.

“Forget it. It’s almost dawn. I’ll wait until the shops open and buy one to report back.”

Unlike this subordinate wandering the freezing streets, the two inside the inn were chatting with great interest.

“You’ve got a lot of tricks, paying attention to every detail.” Brother Long looked at Pan Zhiming with a half-smile.

“Hehe, don’t laugh, sir. Life is short. Enjoy it while you can. Paying attention to pleasures brings more pleasure. Like this time: if we just rushed in, it would feel good, but later we’d regret not keeping a memento. After years, memories fade—what a pity! So, I call it being prepared.”

Pan Zhiming explained with a mischievous grin, glancing meaningfully at Brother Long. “Such a great memento—we’ll keep it, and Cheng Yue will receive it occasionally. If anything happens to this woman later, he can ease his longing. We’re helping him, you see?”

Brother Long was momentarily stunned, not expecting this. Soon, he brightened and laughed, patting Pan Zhiming on the shoulder. “You’re impressive! Alright, let’s do it. I’ll personally film it. It’ll be as thrilling as a movie!”

Thinking about how Cheng Yue would receive this live sex footage starring his woman, Brother Long’s excitement surged. No man could tolerate such a thing. And she was pregnant! Serving another man with that belly… Cheng Yue would be haunted for life.

He rubbed his hands together, eyes shining, eager to act and send the footage to Cheng Yue.

Meanwhile, Su Ruo, neglected, sat calmly on the bed. Listening to their lewd talk, she felt nothing—completely numb.

She knew escaping under their eyes was impossible, but also that she would never let them succeed, whatever the cost. She wasn’t panicked, only coldly focused, her eyes fixed on them with lethal determination.

Even in this desperate situation, Su Ruo wouldn’t just wait to die. She had made her decision and prepared.

Neither Brother Long nor Pan Zhiming knew that under Su Ruo’s pillow lay a sharp fruit knife.

Not long ago, while Pan Zhiming was guarding outside, Su Ruo had discovered it in the bed.

At first, she didn’t recognize it. She thought it was just some leftover item from cleaning staff—a common issue in budget hotels. But upon further touch, she realized: it was a fruit knife!

Finally, at the end of the road, a ray of hope. Su Ruo couldn’t contain her joy. No matter what they planned, this knife might come in handy. They would never suspect it. With the element of surprise, they would be unprepared.

By now, Su Ruo no longer feared the outcome. If necessary, she wasn’t afraid to cause serious harm. They were the aggressors. If someone died, it would be self-defense. She only needed to protect herself and her unborn child.

Thinking of Xi Yuechen, she wondered if he knew she had been kidnapped. If he did, he would be extremely worried.

Having overcome her initial panic, Su Ruo knew she must remain calm. With even a slight advantage, she needed to use it fully. Now, she relied only on herself, protecting the baby within her, and she would not retreat.

Thanks to a previous encounter with Hong Shirong, Su Ruo had experienced a similar kidnapping. She could remain calm and analyze the situation logically, unlike the first time.

What was there to fear? No matter what, they wouldn’t succeed.

Initially, Su Ruo thought she’d face a single man, planning to find an opportunity. But now there were two. Although one had left for a despicable purpose, it still gave her a chance.

Two people are weaker than one. If she could just escape this room and get outside, she’d be safe.

Su Ruo stared at Brother Long and Pan Zhiming, their excitement evident, a sharp glint in her eyes. She was about to call someone over.

The one who had gone out might return anytime—she couldn’t delay further.

“Hey, you—” Su Ruo started, then stopped.

“What’s wrong?” Brother Long turned impatiently.

Blinking, Su Ruo continued, “I… need to use the bathroom.”

“This woman, always with excuses. Hold it in! You won’t have time later anyway.”

Brother Long sneered, uninterested, turning back.

“Not even letting me use the bathroom? Hmph. You dare kidnap me but not let me pee?”

“Can’t you just shut up? Won’t behave? We’ll teach you later!”

Pan Zhiming glared, annoyed at her sarcasm.

Su Ruo pursed her lips, fuming, took a few breaths, and said again, “I need to use the bathroom!”

Brother Long waved dismissively. “Go ahead. Don’t worry, no tricks. Since you’re going to enjoy yourself later, better not suffer beforehand.”

He squinted, a disgusting, lecherous look on his face. Su Ruo could hardly wait to stab him with the fruit knife.

“Watch her. Don’t let her out of your sight.”

Brother Long said to Pan Zhiming, of course not letting her go alone.