Tang Wenji had truly intended to wait until the driver left before taking the two of them out.
But with the three of them traveling together, she still had a way—at worst, she would kill all three.
So, as the three passed a bend in the road, a boulder the size of a ninety-two-liter refrigerator rolled down from the mountain. It swept up rocks and dirt of varying sizes along the way, sending them crashing toward the road.
Since all three were holding umbrellas, they did not notice it immediately. By the time they did, it was already a little too late.
"Fuck!" Little Yang was genuinely terrified. He threw away his umbrella and ran, shielding his head with both hands as he shouted, "This is fucking murder!"
He was right, but unfortunately, by the time he realized it, it was too late.
Tang Wenji had not expected the falling rocks to hurt them. What she wanted was... to slip something extra among the rocks!
Sure enough, a head-sized stone whistled through the air toward Little Yang. It shattered his arm, then slammed heavily into his neck. He tumbled to the ground, kicked his legs twice, and went still.
Little Wang was horrified. He was an assistant and half a bodyguard, so he could tell at a glance that the stone had not fallen naturally. Unable to stop himself, he cried out, "Spare me~"
However, he cried out a little too late. Another stone of roughly the same size struck his head hard. His vision went black, and he lost consciousness forever.
The driver had been calculating from the start and had kept his distance from the two of them. Seeing this, he simply stopped running, crouched on the ground, tucked his head between his arms and legs, and shouted,