Wen Jiu was stunned, vaguely realizing that she had been picked up, and in her peripheral vision, the glaring red became increasingly blurry.
All the scenes transformed into the man's hand hanging down at his side, gripping a gun.
Fresh blood trickled down from his fingertips, but didn't touch him at all.
Wen Jiu instinctively reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering, " Feng Chi..."
"I'm here." Feng Chi's voice was cold, and he couldn't hide his chill even when facing Wen Jiu. Wen Jiu, however, was somewhat greedy for this sense of reality.
"I..."
"You didn't." Feng Chi knew what Wen Jiu wanted to say, and raised his other hand to show him. "I was the one who fired the last shot."
Wen Jiu lowered her head, her expression blank.
Feng Chi exuded a dangerous and cold aura. Perhaps due to extreme anger, his words carried a wildness he had never seen before. "He doesn't even deserve to dirty your hands!"
Wen Jiu shrank back and murmured, "Actually, I'm fine. I never intended to let him go..."
"That shouldn't be you either," Feng Chi said. "I won't allow it."
Even if you wanted to, I wouldn't allow it.
The forceful words successfully brought Wen Jiu back to his senses. He closed his eyes and calmed down.
Only then did I realize that my current posture was rather embarrassing.
Feng Chi seemed to find his other hand too dirty, so he put one hand under his knees and picked him up like a child.
She was sitting in Feng Chi's arms, with her arms wrapped around his neck.
From this vantage point, the ground appears much higher.
Wen Jiu shifted uncomfortably, not daring to straighten up.
All I could do was plead, "Put me down first."
Feng Chi: "No."
Wen Jiu: "... Oh."
How did you realize something was wrong? Where are those people?
" Gu Xun left via a side path. I sensed something was wrong, so I brought a team back, and the rest continued the pursuit." Feng Chi paused, then said reluctantly, "K suddenly betrayed us."
Wen Jiu's eyes widened in surprise. "Why?"
Feng Chi glanced at him but didn't say anything.
"Where is he now? Should we go help Feng Yuan?" Wen Jiu hugged him and shook him. "At least send them a message!"
Just then, a person walked towards them.
Dressed in all black, holding a submachine gun, his short black hair was neatly styled.
Wen Jiu blinked, tilting her head in confusion.
Allen slightly raised his grey-blue eyes, quietly gazing at the factory buildings gradually disappearing from view. He chuckled softly and contentedly reached for the hand of the person beside him.
My fingertips touched the cold, hard tubular object.
It's a gun.
The silver spear slowly moved upwards, aiming at his brow. The beautiful woman behind the spear slightly curved her red lips and let out a very soft "bang."
Allen chuckled, "You still love to joke around."
"Really?" Feng Yuan tucked the silver spear into his waistband, opened the carriage door, and got in, replying lazily, "I never joke with people."
Allen followed and got into the back seat, his gaze towards him carrying a deeper meaning. "You're acting a little differently today."
Feng Yuan was in a good mood. "Maybe it's because it's almost over."
A hint of mockery flashed in Allen's eyes. He gestured to his men to drive, then pulled a pair of handcuffs from his jacket pocket and cuffed the two men's hands together with two clicks.
Feng Yuan closed his eyes, pretending not to see.
"I'm curious, when did you figure out our plan?" Allen stared at him intently and with fascination. "Yesterday? Or earlier?"
Is there a difference?
Allen thought about it seriously for half a minute, then slowly shook his head.
The wheels rolled smoothly over the gravel road. Below the long mountain road lay a vast and lush forest. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and looking out of the car, it was still pitch black and bottomless.
But both of them knew perfectly well that a large number of soldiers and police were lying in ambush in the darkness.
Allen deliberately softened his tone and said politely, "I'm curious about your current thoughts: do you want to continue being an assassin, or become a hero in their eyes?"
Feng Yuan opened his eyes, smiled, and asked, "Do I have a choice?"
"You have it," Allen said, his words full of praise. "The renowned Y never does anything he's not confident about, and he never closes off his own escape route."
Allen gently placed his hand on the back of his hand, his voice trembling with barely suppressed excitement, "Once you make your choice, you can accomplish any task, no matter how difficult."
Feng Yuan closed his eyes again, smiling without saying a word.
At the road crossing ahead, Shen Qianshan stepped out of the armored vehicle and coldly instructed his men behind him, "The mission for this mission is twofold: first, to intercept the convoy and destroy the cargo at all costs, taking the sound of gunfire as the signal; second, to capture the target, and kill him if necessary."
"Yes!"
"According to the plan, we will ambush them from three directions!"
"Action!"
At the same time, Ren Huaizhong and Lu Xing, who had arrived in the command vehicle, also gave orders in a deep voice, arranging for local special police and the army to block several key roads. Dense police lights surrounded the mountain forest in the night.
Inside the car, the person who had been concentrating with their eyes closed slowly opened their eyes like a precise instrument, turned their head, and their blood-red eyes curved slightly.
He asked softly, "Would you like to know what I'm thinking right now?"
Allen's eyes darkened slightly.
Before he could even see how the other person made their move, the bullet had already pierced through the back of his hand. The intense pain made him freeze for a moment, and the next instant, a silver spear pressed against his temple.
The gunshot shattered the silence, like an invisible hand suddenly tearing open a hole in the night, letting a sliver of light peek through the clouds.
Bang!
The lead vehicle suddenly exploded, followed by a series of pre-planted frequency bombs that detonated on the mountain road. The wheels slipped, and countless red lights were reflected in the shattered glass.
Shen Qianshan charged into Line 1 first, gun in hand. While using his shield to block enemy fire, he dodged and unleashed a flurry of bullets!
The tires screeched violently, and the driver cursed under his breath, grabbing his submachine gun and preparing to rush out.
"Don't move," Allen commanded coldly. Blood was still dripping from the back of his hand, and his face was pale, but his aura was as if he weren't the one with a gun to his head. "Keep firing."
Feng Yuan moved her wrist, revealing her fair and beautiful hand covered in blood. "Where to?"
He smiled and asked, "To see your God?"
At the point where the fighting was raging, a black SUV sped out. Someone was about to throw explosives, and Shen Qianshan rushed over immediately, stopping them before they could detonate them.
The man gave a chilling smile, and then pulled a military knife from his pocket.
They are the enemy.
His movements were too fast to discern clearly before, and he only realized what was happening when he met the man's eyes. By then, it was clearly too late to act, but years of life-and-death experience had honed Shen Qianshan's instincts, allowing him to react as quickly as possible.
He caught the military knife with his bare hands and rolled sideways into the bushes.
He raised his hand and fired.
"Boss!"
With a scream, the off-road vehicle crashed heavily over the remains of the corpses, roaring past amidst a series of explosions and the astonished gazes of the crowd, disappearing completely around the corner.
"Wasn't that drug lord named Allen in the car? How dare this guy make a move?" His comrade helped Shen Qianshan up, angrily kicking the corpse at his feet. "Was he trying to blow them all up?!"
"It was arranged in advance." Shen Qianshan walked quickly towards the armored vehicle, his voice cold and deep. "He bet I wouldn't dare to joke with Feng Yuan's life, and he bet I would definitely take action."
Su Xu followed. "Huh?"
Shen Qianshan spat, "Madman!"
"The target vehicle is heading towards Line 2. All checkpoints on Line 2 have been withdrawn!" Shen Qianshan said in a deep voice to the person in the communication channel. " Feng Yuan is in the target vehicle!"