"You... you all also... also go find... find Yu Ru," Qin Huaide said, his gaze resting on Qin Tianming and Qin Tianchen as he spoke.
"Alright, Dad, we will go find Yu Ru now."
Qin Tianming nodded, and then the two families left the room.
"Big brother, your thods are truly brilliant."
Stepping out of the room, Qin Tianchen, who was wearing a suit and looked rather thin, cast a chilly glance at Qin Tianming.
"Third brother, what do you an by that?" Qin Tianming looked back at Qin Tianchen with a puzzled expression.
"Hmph." Qin Tianchen snorted coldly and quickly left with his family.
"Dad, could it be that Qin Yuru..."
At this mont, Qin Tianming’s son, the Qin Family’s young master Qin Feng, turned his eyes to his father.
"Hold your tongue, don’t speak carelessly," Qin Tianming sternly commanded, his face bearing an air of authority, his eyes narrowing into slits as a cold flash passed briefly.
The scene switched back to a street in Capital City, where Ye Luo was chasing two business vans across five or six streets in his rcedes. No matter what, they couldn’t shake off Ye Luo, and now they had left the bustling streets of Capital City and arrived at a deserted one.
"Boss, that guy is still following us, what do we do now?"
The driver in the first business van addressed the scar-faced man sitting behind him once again.
"Tell the guys behind to stop and take care of him."
The scar-faced man’s eyes flashed with a fierce light, and beside him Qin Yuru, with her hands tied and duct tape over her mouth, her eyes flickered with light.
Soon the second business van skidded to a stop, the vehicle sideways across the road, blocking the way, and Ye Luo’s car had no choice but to stop.
Imdiately, six n in black got out of the business van, holding crossbows and began shooting at Ye Luo’s car.
Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!
A series of arrow sounds rose, and a multitude of sharp arrows shot towards Ye Luo’s car, shattering all its window glass. Ye Luo ducked his head and kicked open the car door, darting out of the vehicle.
Whizz whizz whizz!
In a flash, several sharp arrows grazed past Ye Luo and struck the ground, piercing through it.
Ye Luo swiftly darted into a flowerbed on the side, as the six n in black, crossbows in hand, approached cautiously.
As the six n drew near the flowerbed, Ye Luo burst forth like a sword.
Bang!
The first one to engage was sent flying by a punch from Ye Luo, then as he spun around, a whirlwind kick swept two other n in black before they could react, striking them in their waists and heavily slamming them to the ground, spitting blood.
The remaining three were trying to aim at Ye Luo when he ducked low, three sharp arrows whizzing past his head. Ye Luo rolled forward, grabbing the legs of two of the n and yanking them toward him, then leaped up and threw fierce punches at their chests, hitting them so hard they fell to the ground, unable to move.
"Don’t move!"
The last man in black had a serious expression, fear in his eyes as he aid his crossbow directly at Ye Luo and his voice shook as he spoke.
"Do you believe that your arrow can’t hit at all?" Ye Luo said calmly.
Bang bang...
In an instant, the man didn’t hesitate to pull the trigger. But after firing a few crossbow arrows, there was no sign of Ye Luo.
The very next second, the man felt as if his throat was clamped by a pair of pliers, making it incredibly difficult to breathe.
Ye Luo had appeared behind him at so point, grasped his neck in one hand, and hoisted him up, while rcilessly breaking both his arms.
The man let out a groan of pain, his brow furrowed, beading with cold sweat.
"Speak, where have your people taken that woman?" Ye Luo’s voice was cold and sharp.
"Not talking, huh?"
Seeing the guy’s stubborn silence, Ye Luo’s grip tightened, causing the man’s face to turn an extre shade of red. His breathing beca even more labored, and he struggled as if he was about to step into hell.
"Will you talk or not?" Ye Luo demanded coldly.
But no matter what, the man remained silent. Ye Luo snapped his throat with one squeeze and then walked over to another, asking coldly, "You’re not planning to talk either?"
That person glanced at the corpse of his companion, his face pale, eyes filled with terror.
Bang!
Ye Luo stomped out, crushing his heart underfoot, then turned his gaze to the third man.
"I’ll talk! I’ll talk." The third man in black, upon seeing Ye Luo’s gaze sweep over, hurriedly spoke out in fright.
Soon enough, he described the location their boss had taken Qin Yuru too. Ye Luo then disabled the limbs of these four n, adding their bodies to the other two corpses and tossing them all into their van, before driving off in pursuit.
In the suburbs of Capital City, there was an abandoned auto repair factory. A black van was parked inside, which was clearly the gang’s hideout.
On the second floor of the factory, Qin Yuru was bound and brought into a room. Then, the man with a scar across his face looked her over and took out his phone to make a call.
"We’ve got the girl, should we get rid of her now?" the scarface man asked.
"Black Wolf, I knew I wasn’t wrong about you. But don’t be hasty; since I have Qin Yuru, she’s still of use."
A sinister male voice ca from the other end of the phone.
"Keep an eye on her and wait for my instructions," the male voice said before hanging up.
After ending the call, the man known as Black Wolf cast an indifferent glance at Qin Yuru and told one of his n, "Watch her."
"Yes," the two n in black nodded.
Ten minutes later, another van arrived outside the factory. Recognizing it as one of their own, the factory gates were quickly opened, allowing the van to enter.
"Why did it take you so long to get back? Are your hands and legs getting rusty from not being used?"
A man in black walked out from inside the factory, joking with the occupants of the black van, only to freeze when he realized that it wasn’t his comrades coming out of the van, but the man who had been chasing them in a rcedes earlier.
"You..."
Before the man in black could say anything, Ye Luo raised his crossbow and pulled the trigger, the arrow piercing the man’s head.
The sound of the arrow alerted the others in the factory, and imdiately a group of n in black rushed out.
Whiz, whiz, whiz!
The piercing sound of arrows flying filled the air. Ye Luo, holding two rapid-fire crossbows, continuously pulled the triggers, and in an instant, the group of n were slain before they could react.
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