Yan Song silently curled his lips, secretly holding her hand, Yun Ya turned her head and smiled at him.
"Alright, I really underestimated you all." She realized that things weren’t going as smoothly as she’d hoped; this was where they had been waiting for her.
"Sister Yi, you should confess. I will put in a good word for you in front of the judge, maybe you’ll get a lighter sentence. Otherwise, at your tender age, I can’t say how much hardship you’ll endure..." Yun Ya looked at her with a face full of concern.
Dongfang Yi loathed her high-and-mighty, sympathetic look, "Stop pretending to be nice. Now that I’ve fallen into your hands, do with as you please." She hoped her father’s side would progress smoothly; even if she died, she’d find peace. However, she had a hunch that she and her father had lost completely this ti.
"Oh... Sister Yi, why are you so stubborn?" Yun Ya sighed.
At this mont, Zong Qing gave Dongfang Yi a look, and the hand under Dongfang Yi’s sleeve secretly clenched into a fist.
Yan Song narrowed his eyes.
Then suddenly Zong Qing burst forth, swift as the wind, charging toward Yun Ya. His followers quickly ford a circle, firmly protecting Dongfang Yi in the center, creating a human wall to forge a path out.
Soon, gunshots rang out everywhere, and Dongfang Yi’s people fell one by one.
Yan Song pulled Yun Ya to his back, confronting Zong Qing head-on. The two engaged in hand-to-hand combat. Zong Qing’s fighting style was unorthodox and unexpected, his punches powerful, making it difficult for Yan Song to gain the upper hand.
Zong Qing didn’t intend to linger, and after drawing Yan Song’s attention, he blew a whistle, quickly summoning another group from the shadows.
"Protect Miss and break through." Zong Qing roared.
The terrain here was open and not suitable for ambush, so they had to charge into the encirclent, protecting Dongfang Yi and forcing their way out.
The battle was fierce.
Yan Song drew his gun, aiming at Dongfang Yi.
Zong Qing suddenly lunged out, taking the bullet for Dongfang Yi.
The bullet penetrated his left chest, and Zong Qing’s body shuddered.
"Zong Qing...." Dongfang Yi cried out his na in shock.
"Miss...." Zong Qing looked at her with a smile: "You must live on. I’m sorry... I can no longer protect you...."
Dongfang Yi burst into tears, shaking her head desperately: "Stop saying that, I will take you away. You won’t die."
The human wall fell one by one, the sound of gunfire unending.
Zong Qing shook his head with a smile: "Pei Qinghan... he is not the right one for you... Miss, don’t be foolish anymore...."
Dongfang Yi sobbed: "Please, stop..."
"Miss, there’s sothing I never dared to tell you, and if I don’t say it now... I’ll never have the chance...."
Blood oozed from the corner of his mouth, Zong Qing looked at her deeply, lifting a trembling finger to touch her cheek.
"Actually... Zong Qing has always admired Miss... knowing I’m not worthy, but Miss... you must live on...."
With those words, he pushed Dongfang Yi fiercely, the lingering affection in his eyes turning into resolute fearlessness.
Zong Qing suddenly turned around, revealing a high-power bomb strapped around his waist, and with a wild smile, he dashed toward Yan Song and Yun Ya.
Shouting, "Miss, you must live on...."
"No..." Dongfang Yi scread in agony, watching him charge forward like a moth to a fla.
Yan Song quickly pulled Yun Ya back, shouting, "Retreat."
As the bomb was about to explode, the air itself seed to tremble. However, a figure descended from above, a massive airflow emanating from her hands, countering the bomb’s explosive force, as though the world stood still in that mont.
The wind swept through her hair, masking her deep eyes, her face resolute and cold, lips tightly pressed, her skirts fluttering in the wind, as if the world itself had changed color.
Glancing sideways, an icy voice escaped her lips: "Quick, take Miss and leave."
Without hesitation, Yan Song carried Yun Ya and fled, the soldiers retreating rapidly.
In the massive airflow, Zong Qing’s ferocious face still seed visible.
Dongfang Yi was dragged away by her subordinates.
Mingyue narrowed her eyes, her palms rotating, the airflow grew stronger, a gale rising, annihilating all life along the roadside.
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed sharply, and she thrust out her palms.
Zong Qing’s entire body flew in the direction Dongfang Yi was escaping to.
With a "bang," an explosion erupted in mid-air, black clouds roiling, spewing flas, like a massive mushroom cloud blossoming in the sky.
The forceful explosion was felt clearly even five miles away, the ground trembling as Yan Song shielded Yun Ya beneath him. Only after the shockwave passed did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Mingyue knelt on one knee, one hand supporting the ground, suddenly "wah", she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Wiping the blood from her mouth, her eyes grew increasingly cold.
Yun Ya hurried over: "Are you hurt?"
No attempt was made to hide the worry in her eyes, and sothing in Mingyue’s heart stirred slightly as she spoke softly: "It’s nothing, just a minor internal injury. It’ll heal with so rest. Is Miss injured?"
Yun Ya shook her head, "Thank goodness for you, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable."
No one expected him to have a bomb on him; if not for Mingyue’s intervention, today would have been disastrous.
Zong Qing was blown to pieces, but the impact also caused significant losses to Dongfang Yi’s group. Dongfang Yi, however, was unhard thanks to her loyal subordinates.
"Miss, let’s go."
Her henchn quickly carrying her away, Dongfang Yi looked back at the raging fire, hatred in her eyes.
Yan Song watched the explosion’s direction intently, and Yellow Hair said, "I’ll send people to chase her now, no matter where she escapes, even to the Edge of Heaven and Earth, we’ll bring her back."
With those words, he was about to turn and leave.
"The Dongfang Family’s three intelligence teams are not to be underestimated. We caught her off guard this ti. Once she’s on alert, it will be hard to capture her again. However, she will eventually fall into our trap."
Yan Song coldly curled his lips.
"So now... do we chase her or not?"
"Yes, as long as Uncle Yan progresses smoothly, there’s no worry about capturing Dongfang Yi. This woman, I’ve already designed her demise. Please, don’t waste my painstaking plan. All past grievances, we must settle them properly."
The top prosecutors were very polite, inviting Yan Nanmo to the prosecutor’s office, after all, until he falls from power, he remains a leader.
"Oh? Suspect of killing Uncle Four? That’s a very poor joke." Yan Nanmo said with a breezy smile, showing no signs of nervousness.
"Although I’d like to believe Mr. Yan, you’re innocent, all evidence points to you. We also have a suspect’s testimony proving you ordered the suspect to kill the victim, the evidence is clear. I advise you to confess."
"Just this testimony to accuse of a non-existent cri? Is your prosecutor’s office a bunch of amateurs?" When Yan Nanmo’s face turned cold, his authority was rather intimidating.
Prosecutor Cai squinted: "Mr. Yan, I advise you not to refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit. If things escalate, it won’t look good for you...."
"I’m not afraid to escalate matters. As long as I am upright, I fear no shadow. If you have the capability, see in court." Yan Nanmo said righteously.
"Mr. Yan, why go this far? If this reaches the court, it won’t look good...." The opponent was using both soft and hard tactics, forcing Yan Nanmo to confess and accept punishnt.
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