It was quite a coincidence that the place where Jiang Feng and Situ Yan crash-landed was right over a vast wheat field.
The densely packed, yet-to-ripen wheat swayed with the wind, acting like a massive sponge mat.
The height from which they fell wasn't as high as imagined, so it wasn't life-threatening.
But the inertia of falling from high altitude was undoubtedly enormous. After Jiang Feng and Situ Yan crashed into the wheat field, they rolled while holding each other tightly.
They couldn't stop rolling, covering at least several dozen ters, crushing countless wheat ears.
Jiang Feng's physique was exceptionally strong, so aside from feeling slightly dizzy, he was mostly unscathed.
But Situ Yan was less fortunate!
Her delicate skin was covered in bruises from the roll and she sustained many abrasions from the crushed wheat stalks, with her head knocked a few tis, nearly causing her to faint!
Just as the two rolled away, the unfortunate Zhi-8 helicopter continued its downward trajectory into the distance.
Finally, with an earth-shattering roar, it crashed into a small grove at the edge of the wheat field and exploded!
The entire helicopter turned into a great flaming sphere on the spot, with the roaring flas lighting up the entire night sky!
The powerful shockwave brought down innurable trees and flattened countless wheat ears, sending dirt flying, sparks splattering, and igniting fires in countless places!
Jiang Feng and Situ Yan finally stopped rolling, only to be affected by the earth-shaking explosion, as the ground trembled like a massive earthquake, with flying sand and gravel sweeping toward them!
Jiang Feng suddenly got up, using half his body to shield Situ Yan, firmly covering her with his own body.
Simultaneously, Situ Yan instinctively snuggled into Jiang Feng's embrace, both of them huddling together tightly, avoiding the fierce blast waves of the explosion…
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No one knew how long it took, but the aftershocks of the explosion finally subsided, and calm returned to the ground.
Although the crackling sounds of burning flas could still be heard from behind, it seed there was no longer any great danger. Only then did Jiang Feng let his guard down, propping up his body and shaking his head.
After brushing off so wheat stalks and pebbles from his back, he turned to look behind.
All he could see was the Zhi-8 helicopter reduced to a charred skeletal wreck, with the fire still burning. Luckily, the sparks hadn't ignited the nearby wheat field and small grove, thus avoiding a more catastrophic fire.
Once safety was confird, Jiang Feng glanced at Situ Yan beneath him, "Are you okay?"
Despite having Jiang Feng's life-risking protection, Situ Yan still suffered significant injuries. Her head alone had several big lumps, but fortunately, they were all superficial wounds and not life-threatening.
"You lunatic, get off!" Situ Yan grumbled, covering her throbbing head with one hand while struggling to push Jiang Feng's chest with the other, and said angrily.
Jiang Feng chuckled, "How am I a lunatic?"
"You still ask! Why did you do that just now? Do you have a death wish for both of us?"
Situ Yan sat up huffily, glaring at Jiang Feng discontentedly.
"I had no choice. Neither of us could fly the helicopter, and we had to jump sooner or later. Better sooner than later!" Jiang Feng said seriously.
Of course, he didn't speak the truth; he intentionally let the helicopter crash.
The reason was simple: if the helicopter landed safely, the action departnt would investigate the deaths concerning Ta Kun's group, inevitably implicating him, which would be troubleso!
Situ Yan, as the action official, could shoot and kill without a problem, but it would be hard for him to escape involvent after killing so many people.
Jiang Feng detested trouble and was eager to end it once and for all.
"But you shouldn't have…" Situ Yan was at a loss, Jiang Feng's boldness and disregard for consequences left her speechless.
Situ Yan turned to look at the towering, fiery wreckage, the fervent red light reflecting on her fair, delicate face, giving her expression a complex look.
"What do we do now? My phone's broken, and we can't contact rescue. How do we get back?" Situ Yan turned back, staring at Jiang Feng with a huff.
"Don't panic, just wait here. Your colleagues should be arriving soon." Jiang Feng glanced at her and added, "I certainly don't want to carry you back all that way!"
"Pfft!" Situ Yan was instantly amused by him!
Was this even possible? They had just narrowly escaped death, and he could still joke around?
And the ntion of carrying brought back mories of that night when she drank too much and acted spoiled with Jiang Feng…
It was sothing she was always reluctant to face yet found very embarrassing.
"In your dreams, who wants you to carry them?" Situ Yan gave Jiang Feng a sideways glance, intentionally reminding him, "Speaking of which, you should rember the matter on the third, which is the day after tomorrow. You can't go back on your word."
"I always keep my promises." Jiang Feng replied calmly.
Regarding the He Family affair, he had already gathered information from Zhu Ge Yuheng. A second-tier small family in the provincial city would surely learn to back off!
"Hmph, that's more like it!" Satisfied, Situ Yan turned her face toward the blazing wreckage, gently resting her delicate chin on her knees.
It was late at night, and out here in the desolate wheat field, the wind had a slight chill, causing Situ Yan's delicate body to tremble slightly.
"It's a bit cold…" she deliberately said in a wistful tone, gazing deeply at Jiang Feng with her beautiful eyes, her cheeks flushed as she lowered her head, displaying a shy deanor.
Seeing her hugging her knees and huddling together, Jiang Feng slightly frowned, intending to take off his coat to cover her, but Situ Yan suddenly snuggled into his arms, wrapping her hand around his neck, cuddling tightly against him.
Jiang Feng didn't anticipate this sudden gesture from Situ Yan, leaving him montarily stunned, caught off guard.
Situ Yan's cheeks were flushed with crimson, her heartbeat quickened!
She didn't believe in that nonsense; last ti at her house, when she offered herself to Jiang Feng, he had turned her down. What about this ti?
In this lonely, deserted wilderness, he wouldn't resist her, would he?
"Hold …" Situ Yan, nestled in Jiang Feng's arms, said dreamily, staring into Jiang Feng's eyes.
"You know, I have a wife…" Jiang Feng said helplessly.
"Bastard!" Situ Yan exclaid angrily, annoyed by his remark! Did he have to ruin the mont!
Wasn't she aware he had a wife? Since when did she expect him to be responsible?
"Nangong Qingcheng isn't here, why are you pretending?" Situ Yan shouted, her face still flushed!
"But I..."
Seeing Jiang Feng trying to evade, Situ Yan's short temper flared up!
This ti, before Jiang Feng could react, she slid her delicate body upward, pressing Jiang Feng down into the wheat field!
Then, she hugged Jiang Feng and fiercely pressed her sweet lips against his!
Feeling the fragrant aroma from the moist, sexy lips of Situ Yan, Jiang Feng was suddenly bewildered!
At that mont, his mind was spinning wildly, completely blank, with stars swirling before his eyes. Both hands grasped tightly at the ground, entirely passive…
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