Your Life Is Already Like a Candle in the Wind!

Logically, as the hostages came over one by one, she should have untied their bound hands.

Yet she could not move.

Although the old man was defeated, he had not completely lost his combat capability.

Having rushed out, she had not had time to go to the police station to get handcuffs.

She had assumed that finding a few ordinary ropes would be enough.

It was enough to deal with petty thugs, but she had not expected the enemy boss to actually be a Martial Practitioner.

To capture him, her own hands had to remain immobilized, and she could not afford to be distracted by doing anything else.

Now she could only wait for the other party to release the hostages, and then she would let the old man go.

Wary of her strength, the enemy would retreat on his own, and afterward she could just call people to issue a wanted notice.

The last one.

At the hour when starlight and dawn alternated, this was when people were at their most relaxed, because a new day was about to arrive and the darkness was finally passing.

Su Yao was no exception; she grew lax.

Coupled with the fact.

Having lost too much blood, the blood supply to her brain was insufficient, and her brain cells failed to get enough oxygen, making the sensation of dizziness increasingly intense.

Even if she wanted to rouse her spirits to deal with emergencies, she was hard-pressed to do so.

Lastly.

Those scar-faced men wore harmless-as-domestic-animals faces, so even though she knew she must not relax, she still unconsciously unwound mentally to some extent.

If the enemy had worn a hostile expression, she could have held on a little longer due to external stimulation.

Yet there was none.

Watching the final hostage walk behind her, Su Yao felt a surge of joy, turned around, suppressed her sleepiness, and was just about to say something to this bunch of kidnappers.

"Swish!"

A sound of breaking air.

"Pfft!"

Until the hidden weapon pierced into flesh, Su Yao only then hazily realized.

Someone behind her had launched a hidden weapon.

Her waist had been hit by a hidden weapon!

As she turned around, she saw that the source was precisely the middle-aged man among the hostages who had just passed by.

Was this person actually the leader of this group?

Only then did she discover that she had fallen into a nested trap.

When the hostages were coming out, no!

Perhaps, from the old man's very first gunshot, this snare had already trapped her.

Seeing that she was actually still able to move, he was quite astonished.

Can a Martial Master really be this powerful!? However, even so, what of it? Your life is already like a candle in the wind.

To prevent her from going berserk, he stepped back a few paces while simultaneously turning his head to command the old man: "Entangle her! She has already been hit by Black Burn, you don't need to use a fatal move, right now her strength will gradually decline, and in just a short moment, she will completely become a useless person!"

"Understood, Master!" the old man acknowledged the order.

Hearing this, Su Yao realized this might be her last chance, and she was about to mount a desperate counterattack, but she found that her speed had been reduced far too much, and having just advanced a few steps, that old man appeared before her eyes once more.

This poison was even more lethal than she had imagined!

There was no other way; she could only make a last stand.

Holding this thought in her heart, she proactively launched an attack toward the old man.

Just like that, the old man took over Su Yao's field of vision, and the battle between the two of them was vastly different from before. Offense and defense had switched, a fundamental change had occurred in the comparison of their strengths, and as Su Yao gradually struggled, the gap widened and grew ever larger.

Defeat was merely a matter of time.

Outside the door crack.

Seeing that old man emerge from the inner room.

Young Master Fei was puzzled. Who the hell was this guy?

Where had Ji Gangji gone?

Or was this Ji Gangji himself?

Young Master Fei had never truly seen him in person either, so he had no choice but to continue watching with lingering doubts.

Seeing the negotiations between the two sides conclude, the hostages inside were being led out one by one.

Great!

This trip's mission was about to be completed!

As long as these hostages were rescued by Su Yao and this gang was subsequently arrested, Gu Corporation would be fine, and furthermore, no one would know that he was the one who did it.

Perfect!

Just as he was feeling excited, with a "bang," a gunshot pierced through the darkness.

This scared the daylights out of him, and he hastily checked up and down, inspecting whether he and A Jiu beside him had suffered any injuries.

"A Jiu, are you injured anywhere?"

"Bang!"

Before A Jiu could even reply, a second shot rang out.

It scared Young Master Fei so much that he could not care about anything else, and he hastily hugged her and lunged down to the ground.

"A Jiu, get down! Don't move!"

Pinned to the ground by him, A Jiu choked down a mouthful of dust, spat twice to clear it, and only then said, "A Jiu is fine. It's that older sister inside who got 'bang'ed."

Had Su Yao been shot?

We're done for!

What the hell is going on?

She couldn't possibly die here!

Young Master Fei hastily crawled back to his original position on all fours.

Looking inside again, Su Yao had already gained control of the old man.

Phew!

Not bad; it seemed she was still quite strong.

Seeing that Su Yao had brought the situation under control, Young Master Fei felt reassured.

Gun control in the Southern Kingdom was extremely strict, and Young Master Fei had not expected the other party to have a gun.

Fortunately, the enemy only had one, which had now been dropped on the ground during the fight.

Judging by the speed disparity between the two sides, it was impossible for the enemy to continue firing.

He stood up, intending to continue watching the show, only to discover that A Jiu's figure was missing.

Where was A Jiu?

Lowering his head to look.

Oh, A Jiu was still lying on the ground.

"A Jiu, why aren't you getting up?"

"You're the one who just said it! Don't move!" A Jiu was quite reasonable, and when she said "don't move," she even vividly imitated his demeanor and tone of voice.

"..." Young Master Fei was left utterly speechless by her, and could only say, "Get up."

Young Master Fei pulled her up, and by the way straightened her clothes and patted the dust off them.

He discovered that A Jiu's clothes hadn't been clean for the past few days, and he didn't even know what time this was that he was helping her pat off dust.

However, it seemed every time it had to do with him?

Then it was fine.

He then took off his own outer jacket, turned the sleeves inside out, and used the inner lining to wipe the dust off her face.

After wiping, he pulled A Jiu along to continue watching the show.

Not to mention, at the very beginning it was an action movie of a dashing female police officer fighting gangsters, then a cop-and-robber movie of justice defeating evil and proclaiming victory, followed by a small climax where the villain didn't know what kind of madness possessed him to launch a sneak attack. However, the villain's resistance added a bit of excitement; not bad, not bad.

Only the final happy ending remained.

If some popcorn were added, the experience would be even better.

Popcorn? Why did I think of this?

Following his peripheral vision, Young Master Fei turned his head to look, only to discover that A Jiu had pulled a small jar of popcorn out of nowhere.

A Jiu seemed to have sensed his gaze and grabbed a few kernels to hand to him.

Young Master Fei's mouth twitched.

I don't want to eat!

I want to ask where you pulled that out from.

And why on earth do you still have the mind to eat popcorn at a time like this?

How thick-skinned can one be?

If not for the fact that the current scene was inconvenient for talking, and he was afraid that his complaining would accidentally be too loud and startle the people inside, Young Master Fei would have fiercely vented his complaints long ago.

Seeing him not accept, A Jiu thought he felt it was too little, hesitated for a moment, took those few kernels back, and handed the remaining entire jar to him with her other hand.

She even added a sentence: "A Jiu is hungry, A Jiu wants to eat a little bit too..."

Seeing her act like this, what more could Young Master Fei say?

"Fine, you eat... mm."

Before Young Master Fei could finish speaking, a kernel was stuffed right into his mouth.