"Huo Yan Wang, let her go, release her now." Li Xia threatened impatiently, losing her cool, "If you don’t release her, the next stab will be into your woman’s belly." As she spoke, she bent down to draw the dagger from her leg.
She originally held a gun against Sheng Ning’s head, but after one of her n died just now, no one was left to help her threaten with a knife. Those useless bastards only shivered and hid behind Sheng Ning, fearing being killed by the secret rescuers.
At the mont she drew the knife, it was the exact ti when Sheng Ning leaped into the sea, and Xu Qigang launched the final assault.
Instantly, gunfire roared.
As Sheng Ning bent and dove down, bullets whizzed through the gap she left, imdiately hitting those hiding behind her. Splash, splash... each one got shot and fell into the water.
Li Xia, by bending over, fortunately avoided the bullets. She quickly realized her situation was over, perhaps even unable to keep her life.
Thinking of scarface’s death, she grabbed Sheng Ning and jumped into the sea together.
Li Xia understood clearly, as long as she followed Sheng Ning, she wouldn’t die.
The hired soldiers on the shore didn’t even have a chance to fight back; they got shot and fell into the water.
Chen Yingjie was already waiting underwater, and swiftly caught Sheng Ning the mont they both splashed down. However, he didn’t expect Li Xia to also be there, holding the dagger she had just pulled out, stabbing straight towards Sheng Ning.
The dim underwater light significantly affected his ability, and in haste, Chen Yingjie went to shield Sheng Ning from the knife, causing his grip to loosen.
Sheng Ning was not a good swimr; even in a regular pond, she wouldn’t know what to do, let alone in the pitch-black sea at night. Losing all support, she rapidly sank toward the ocean floor.
Sheng Ning was terrified; she desperately told herself to calm down, calm down. She recalled the self-rescue thods she had once seen on TV for when falling into water.
Trying to hold her breath, trying to relax her body. As she continued to sink, she slid the gun hidden under her arm, turned it around, and fired, cutting off the ropes on her hands.
Once her hands were free, she used every ounce of strength to break free upwards.
Above, Chen Yingjie was still sparring with Li Xia, a woman who exploded with two hundred percent combat strength in the face of death. While no match for Chen Yingjie, she managed to stall him, those re two minutes enough to take Sheng Ning’s life.
"Bang!" A muffled gunshot sounded, and the dagger in Li Xia’s hand slipped free, gradually sinking to the ocean floor.
It was Xu Qigang who had also jumped down, and that shot just now was fired by him.
"Where is she?" His expression was as cold as ice.
Chen Yingjie didn’t even have ti to catch his breath, diving straight toward the bottom.
His actions said it all, and Xu Qigang moved faster than him. He plunged toward the ocean floor like a fierce great white shark.
The undercurrents below were unpredictable, sweeping Sheng Ning in the opposite direction. It even spun her like a vortex, causing her chest to ache with pressure, gradually cloaking her in despair and death...
She felt she was already dead, as if her soul had grown lighter.
Before her flashed unfamiliar scenes; it was Xu Qigang in a rescue suit. A vision of him in middle age, donning the latest and crispest rescue attire as handso as ever. Where is this? Rows upon rows of tombstones, verdant hills, grieving people.
Sheng Ning saw it, it was the National Cetery.
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