Rushing to the Rescue

In the initial stages of the pursuit, Qing Chen used Puppet Master.

No one knows what it is, but the pursuers are certain it must be something Forbidden Item.

Such Forbidden Item that can enhance combat power are coveted by everyone, so as soon as he confirmed that Qing Chen had indeed lost his combat ability, he ordered his subordinates to search for the Forbidden Item on Qing Chen's body.

However, they were all puzzled because Qing Chen had only used it at the beginning and then seemed to have discarded it.

Why abandon something so powerful?

Six subordinates approached Qing Chen carrying a black briefcase, inside which was a complete set of equipment.

Two subcutaneous injection syringes, one red and one blue.

Two sets of specially made black shackles, one set of finger locks and one set of wrist locks.

They first searched Qing Chen's entire body, but found nothing extra; he was completely clean.

The subordinate looked up and said, "Sir, we didn't find anything Forbidden Item, and there are no tattoos on him."

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Qing Chen's palm, saying, "According to the information I received, he should have had a pinky ring on his little finger, but now even that's gone..."

The subordinate whispered, "It might have shattered during the battle?"

The middle-aged man shook his head. "No, he knew he couldn't escape, so he hid all the Forbidden Item on his escape route. What a ruthless and meticulous mind! Even when facing death, he still didn't want to let his opponent have his way."

He knew that Qing Chen must have been certain that he was going to die for him to do this.

In times of crisis, ordinary people will grasp any help they can get as if it were their last lifeline.

But this boy was different. He was very calm, so calm that after knowing he was going to die, he first hid the Forbidden Item in the snow forest.

The middle-aged man said, "Follow the path you came from. You have 20 minutes; you must find it."

Four of the six subordinates rushed back the way they came, searching around for any clues they might miss.

Two other people squatted down next to Qing Chen and took out two syringes.

The middle-aged man calmly said, "Just use the red one to keep him alive. There's no need for the blue one. He has already lost the ability to move, and he may not recover for another month."

"Understood," the subordinate nodded and injected the red needle into Qing Chen's neck.

Then, with great care, they put a finger lock and a wrist lock on Qing Chen.

They did all this with great caution, fearing that the boy on the ground might suddenly attack again and kill them on the spot.

It must be said that the ferocity of that battle left them all deeply shocked.

So much so that even when facing the unconscious Qing Chen, she felt a strange sense of apprehension.

Twenty minutes later, the four subordinates returned, looking at the middle-aged man with difficulty. "Sorry, sir, we didn't find any trace of the Forbidden Item."

The middle-aged man's expression turned cold. He hadn't expected that even though he had successfully completed the task, he would still be disgusted by the boy lying on the ground afterward.

"Forget it, let the intelligence agents handle the follow-up. Let's leave now," the middle-aged man said.

He had to go.

Even though he is an A-level, and even though the temptation of the Forbidden Item is extremely great, he cannot risk his life.

Within the Federation, no one dares to bear the wrath of the Qing family's shadow in the South.

Moreover, as they travel north to transport Qing Chen, there will definitely be checkpoints to block them. If they are too slow, they may not be able to return to the north.

On the other side, Qing Yi was being carried by Yan Chunmi as they trekked northward.

Qing Yi suddenly said, "Even if you know it's useless for you to go, you shouldn't stay and protect me. The people chasing you have already focused all their attention on you, so I'm safe."

Yan Chunmi glanced at Qing Yi sideways and said, "What are you up to now?"

Qing Yi said, "I think you should leave us behind and get to the town outside Forbidden Zone 065 as quickly as possible, find a communication device, and tell Shadow everything that happened here. If Master is dead, he can intercept the enemy in the Central Plains; if Master is alive, he can at least carry out a rescue as quickly as possible. Don't worry, even if you leave me behind, I won't rashly go to rescue Master. I know my own limitations."

"Have you calmed down?" Yan Chunmi asked.

"Yes," Qing Yi nodded, "I've calmed down."

"Then be careful, don't mess things up and kill yourself," Yan Chunmi said, then threw Qing Yi into the snow and ran wildly northward by herself.

But when she stepped on the snow, the soft snow did not collapse.

Qing Yi got up from the snow pit, wiped the snow off his face, and then suddenly turned around.

One of the attendants was terrified. "Young master, where are you going?"

Qing Yi calmly said, "Go save Qing Li. I think he might not be dead."

When everyone first saw the wolf pack, they all thought Qing Li had died in battle, which is why the wolf pack came chasing them so quickly.

But now that Qing Yi has calmed down and thought about it carefully, since the other party's target is Mr., then the pressure on Qing Li's side will not be the greatest.

Perhaps Qing Li is still alive.

Under immense pressure, Qing Yi forced himself to calm down quickly, and every judgment he made at that moment was the most correct one.

He decided not to risk his life again and told Yan Chunmi to deliver the message as quickly as possible so he could lead his men back to rescue Qing Li.

That's all he can do right now.

However, whenever he thought of Qing Chen possibly being surrounded by wolves, his heart ached faintly.

Qing Yi said to Song Niaoniao, "We need to go back to rescue people now. If you're afraid of danger, you can continue heading north. If you're not afraid, you can come back with us."

Song Niaoniao remained silent, but when Qing Yi turned around, she broke off a branch from a withered tree not far away and followed behind.

No matter how her agent tried to pull her or give her meaningful glances, she ignored them.

The chubby agent sighed and followed.

The sounds of fighting.

Qing Li and the others were surrounded by the remaining wolf pack. Even though the main force of the wolf pack had left, the remaining wolves were still enough to keep them all trapped.

Many refugees have already died.

Even while alive, they have no ability to resist.

In this era, ordinary people are like wheat seedlings in the struggles between powerful figures; a gust of wind can bring down countless people.

Qing Li felt a bitter taste in his mouth; he didn't know how much longer he could hold on.

One of the attendants used his out-of-ammunition gun as a weapon to fend off a wolf's attack.

He gasped for breath and said to Qing Li, "Sir, I'm afraid we're not going to survive."

Qing Li hummed in agreement.

"If the young master is also pursued, will we be unable to bring back our wills?" the attendant asked.

Qing Li laughed in anger, but the laugh aggravated the wound in his chest, causing him to grimace and yell, "What the hell are you thinking about at a time like this?!"

"I've liked Fenfen for three years. I finally mustered up the courage to write her a letter before I died, but I couldn't even send it. What a miserable life I have," the attendant lamented.

No sooner had he finished speaking than, in a moment of distraction, a wolf bit his calf and pulled him to the ground.

The wolf tore at the follower's leg, pulling him rapidly toward the edge of the defensive perimeter.

Qing Li panicked. If the other party were dragged into the wolf pack, they would be doomed!

However, just as he was about to go to the rescue, another wolf blocked his way.

Qing Li ashen, and he thought viciously, "A bunch of damn beasts!"

However, at that moment, a burst of gunfire suddenly rang out in the distance, as if someone had attacked from the side.

Caught off guard, the wolf pack was suddenly breached. Qing Li looked up and was shocked to find that his young master, Qing Yi, was leading the charge!

"Young Master, don't come any closer!" Qing Li roared angrily. He wanted to tear Qing Yi's attendants to shreds. These good-for-nothings actually allowed their young master to come back and cause trouble!

Even if Qing Yi were to return, the wolf pack here would be useless!

"Young Master, don't worry about us, let's go!" Qing Li roared.

"No," Qing Yi, continuing to wade through the snow while firing his gun. "I can't leave you behind."

Qing Li's eyes reddened, and he roared across the wolf pack, "Young Master, have you forgotten the Qing family precepts? The third one: Success doesn't have to be mine! Go now! As long as you live, our deaths won't have been in vain!"

"No!" Qing Yi's tone became even more resolute.

Just as Qing Yi was about to return to the battlefield, the roar of car engines came from afar, and dozens of rugged off-road vehicles sped by.

As the massive wheels swirled, snow was flung into the air behind the vehicle.

Qing Li squinted and was immediately horrified. "The hearth?! Young master, let's go! It's someone from the hearth!"

That's not right. The Great Snowy Mountains in the southwest are at least several thousand kilometers away from here. How could they suddenly appear in the heart of the Central Plains?!

This is a place the fire pit rarely visits; even in the wilderness, it still faces the encirclement and suppression of the Federation Group Army.

Have the people at the hearth gone mad?!

Qing Li anxiously looked at Qing Yi, wondering if Qing Yi had escaped.

But the next moment he froze. The protector only saw his young master, as if he had gone mad, excitedly waving his arms towards the fire pit and the convoy.

It felt like I was seeing an old acquaintance.

In an instant, a young girl jumped off the convoy. She was wearing a fur coat and was speeding across the snow, dragging a long black knife in her right hand.

The blade was extremely black, as if it could absorb light.

There was a black flame between the girl's eyebrows, a symbol of unparalleled nobility in the hearth.

The girl was incredibly fast, and a pack of wolves parted to meet her.

The wolf approached, but suddenly it sensed a strange aura emanating from the black blade, a terrifying aura akin to Bloodline Suppression.

It's like a pig encountering a butcher's knife.

The chicken encountered the butcher's knife used for bleeding.

That black knife had killed countless creatures in the wilderness, leaving the wild wolves stunned on the spot.

As snowflakes danced in the air, the girl turned around, dragging her sword. A black blade flashed, and the wolf that pounced at her was caught completely off guard and cleaved in two.

Her dashing ponytail swung in the air, and her wheat-colored skin shone brightly.

The girl didn't stop walking, as if the wolf she had just killed was just a minor incident.

Before anyone could even think, the girl charged headlong into the fearsome wolf pack, killing the wolves one by one on the spot.