Chapter Forty-six

  "What's with these two cars following us all the time?" Zhao Zijun frowned, looking back at the two cars behind them, which were the same two black sports cars that had ambushed the Lamborghini earlier!

  "Let's see at the next intersection." Ai Zi Qing also slightly furrowed her brow, if they were still being followed at the next intersection, it was likely that someone had intentionally done so.

  The two sides were thick earthen walls, and the car was shuttling back and forth like in a small alley! The two black sports cars behind were closely following Zhao Zijun's body.

  At this time, Yang Zhijie's car rushed through an intersection, and Zhao Zijun was about to shift gears and speed up to follow closely, but was blocked by Ai Ziqing: "Slow down! Decelerate!"

  Zhao Zijun heard the words and hurriedly slowed down the car, but was overtaken by one of the two black sports cars behind him. The car didn't slow down at all, and before he could even react, it had already been hit and sent flying by a sports car that came speeding out from the right side of the intersection!

  Bang! Under such high-speed driving, what's good about two cars colliding?

  "...Upon seeing the terrible state, Zhao Zijun's forehead was already sweating coldly because he had almost become that car which was smashed flying just now! Especially when he saw that the left door of the car was completely dented in and the body was destroyed, it was likely that the driver inside would not survive!"

  Ai Zi Qing let out a sigh of relief beside him, fortunately he had been using his special ability to observe the intersection on both sides, otherwise they would have almost gotten into trouble! He took out the distress signal from the side, Ai Zi Qing opened it and then threw the signal tube to the side of the road: "Let's go."

  Zhao Zijun sped up as he spoke! At this time, Yang Zhijie's figure had already disappeared.

  While the only remaining black Cadillac behind had slowed down when Zhao Zijun's companion was hit, it accelerated again when Zhao Zijun sped up. As it passed by Zhao Zijun's sports car, a dark gun barrel protruded from the window!

  Bang! A gunshot rang out without warning, and the sound of a bullet shattering glass was so piercing!

  "Ah!" Although Ai Zi Qing managed to press Zhao Zi Jun's head down in time, the bullet still grazed his arm, leaving a trail of blood!

  That car also instantly sped past and overtook, after exceeding 100 meters it suddenly braked, blocking Zhao Zijun's path.

  Zhao Zijun was grazed by a bullet and slammed on the brakes, stopping the car at the side of the road.

  "How are you?" Ai Zi Qing took out the gauze from the canvas bag, saw that he was bleeding non-stop, and hurriedly used the method taught by Han Mu Li to stop his bleeding, then bandaged him.

  "It's nothing, just a scratch." Zhao Zijun visibly shuddered as Ai Ziqing stopped the bleeding, indicating that the injury was not light.

  "Endure a little, I'll bandage for you. Fortunately, you weren't hit in the middle, or it would be troublesome." Ai Zi Qing slightly furrowed her brow, seeing that the other party hadn't gotten out of the car yet and was still at a distance, she hurriedly seized the time to stop his bleeding.

  "Who are they?" Zhao Zijun endured the scorching pain from the bullet graze, furrowed his brow and asked, looking towards the Cadillac in front.

  "It's still unclear, but it doesn't look good." Ai Zi Qing slightly shook her head, and didn't seem to have any tension, after all, even if it was a dangerous situation, she had experienced worse before, so this little scene wasn't anything.

  After simply bandaging Zhao Zijun's wound, Ai Ziqing picked up the cartridge that had fallen in the car: "AK47?" She slightly raised an eyebrow.

  "What's an AK-47?" Zhao Zijun leaned over and took a look at the bullet head in Ai Ziqing's hand, somewhat perplexed.

  Ai Zi Qing slightly shook her head, the bullet head of this AK47 and the gun type matched by the opponent must be produced in Russia, because earlier, she had already seen the samples sent by the Russian War Axe, absolutely identical.

  Previously, bandaging Zhao Zijun was a matter of an instant, but now the opponent's car door slowly opened, and two lean men walked out from inside, carrying exactly what Ai Ziqing had expected - AV47, rapidly approaching the Porsche.

  Ai Zi Qing didn't move, she just sat quietly in her seat, because she wanted to know the other party's purpose. Otherwise, with such a distance and angle, taking their lives would only take an instant.

  The other party seemed to have no intention of taking them seriously either. He walked up to the car, kicked the door and said in a cold voice: "Get out!"

  "Who are you?" didn't even come out of Yizi Qing's mouth, Zhao Zijun had already calmly and coldly spoken up. His expression also made the other party lower their guard.

  "Are you Ai? Come with us." The two lean men did not respond to Zhao Zijun's question, but instead looked at Ai Ziqing.

  Huh? Rushing towards her? Ai Zi Qing raised an eyebrow.

  "Who sent you?" Ai Zi Qing's clear and cold eyes slightly lifted, looking at one of the men.

  "This isn't a question for you, go!" The man slightly stunned, then used the gun to push Aizi Qing, hinting her to switch to that car.

  "What if it was?" Ai Zi Qing's sleeve mouth slightly trembled, her delicate palm grasping the gun tightly in her hand, the muzzle pressed against the waist of the man beside her. With her other hand, she quickly pinched the man's wrist, using her inner strength to disarm him, and everything happened in an instant. The man opposite her had not yet realized what was happening when Ai Zi Qing had already subdued one person.

  "What are you doing? Put down the gun!" The man opposite did not see that Aizi's palm thunder had already pressed against his companion's waist, but only saw her disarm her companion and raised his gun at Aizi in surprise.

  "Tell him to put down his gun, I won't kill you." Ai Zi Qing raised an eyebrow at the man who was being restrained.

  "Put...the gun down!" The man felt the muzzle pressed against his waistline exerting a slight force, and he hastily whispered to his companion.

  "What?" The man opposite him finally saw the situation clearly, and he couldn't believe that the situation had turned around in an instant, and his side was actually being controlled! Just as he hesitated to pull the trigger, he felt a pain in his wrist!

  Ai Ziying took advantage of the man's hesitation and suddenly launched a surprise attack, kicking his wrist with her foot and sending the gun flying!

  This action caused the two people present, except for Ai Zi Qing, to be stunned. Afterwards, Ai Zi Qing threw the AK47 she had put down earlier to Zhao Zi Jun, turned her head and asked the man: "Who sent you here?"

  Zhao Zijun took over the gun and nodded in understanding. He aimed at the man opposite him who was about to pick up the gun and growled, "Don't move!"

  "Are you crazy? If you kill us, you'll be dead for sure!" The man looked at the harmless-looking woman in front of him with some disbelief.

  "Do I need to repeat it a second time?" Ai Zi Qing slightly furrowed her brow.

  "Ginger, ginger, ginger door..." The man felt Aizi Qing's impatient tug on the insurance and hurriedly replied. He had a premonition that this woman in front of him would absolutely dare to pull the trigger! It was not an idle threat!

  "Jiang Meiwen?" Ai Ziqing first recalled the woman she met on Taiping Mountain, who had been making her feel disgusted from the start, and unexpectedly, her heart was also so vicious.

  "If you kill us, the Jiang family will never let you go!" The man said coldly, having regained his composure.

  "Jiang Meiwen, are you here? Where do you want to take me?" Ai Ziqing directly ignored the man's threatening words and asked with pursed lips.

  "It was Old Ginger who sent us here. Just follow us for a trip, and he won't make things difficult for you!" The man hurriedly explained when he saw that Ai Zi Qing hadn't rejected him outright.

  "What? What's going on?" Ai Zi Qing hinted with her eyes at Zhao Zi Jun's arm grazed by the bullet, narrowing her eyes.

  "It's... it's Miss Jiang who told us to teach you a lesson, and Eldest Jiang doesn't know yet... Ah!" The man didn't finish speaking before he let out a pained cry and clutched at his left arm.

  It turned out that Ai Zi Qing took out the dagger she was carrying with her and stabbed the man's arm! She smiled and said, "An eye for an eye, you won't be at a loss."

  Two men from Jiangmen were held at gunpoint, their eyes wide with terror, especially the one who was stabbed, his heart growing colder by the second, feeling that today would not end well!

  Ke Ai Zi Qing surprisingly released the man she was holding, smiled and said: "Go back and tell your boss that I will visit him someday, but not today." Then she turned around and got into the car with Zhao Zi Jun, threw two AK47s out of the window, and the Porsche sped away.

  "What should we do?" The man with a stream of blood on his arm, staining his hand bright red, frowned and asked.

  "What else can we do? These women are not easy to mess with, let's just go back and tell the truth." Another man picked up the gun on the ground and supported the injured man as they walked towards the black Cadillac.

  "Whose car was that just now? I feel like it was also rushing towards them?" The injured man looked in the direction where Zhao Zijun's car disappeared, muttering to himself.

  ……

  Ai Zi Qing and Zhao Zi Jun sped away quickly, the latter looking at her and asking: "Why didn't you kill them this time?" Zhao Zi Jun had already understood Ai Zi Qing's style, and now asked in puzzlement.

  "It's not that easy to kill, this isn't a Hong Kong gunfight movie." Ai Zi Qing couldn't help but laugh and explained: "It's not the time to mess with Jiang Men yet, I don't have the power to confront them head-on. If I killed these two today, I wouldn't be able to stay in Hong Kong anymore."

  Zhao Zijun nodded in understanding. These two people were sent here today with a clear goal, and Ai Ziqing had no foundation in Hong Kong. If these two people died like this, then his feud with the Jiang family would also be settled.

  Moreover, the current Tang family still needs the Jiang family. This sentence was not spoken by Ai Zi Qing. In her mind, she recalled the simple times spent with Tang Feng and Tang Luo in Yang City.

  Zhao Zijun was somewhat moved by her words, he saw that Ai Ziqing might have some reason to be avoiding something, and also heard the purpose behind her words, which seemed to be to ease the conflict with the Jiang family as much as possible. But today, she had stabbed someone for him in revenge!

  He treated him as one of his own and took care of him.

  Although he had mentioned before that he wanted to be apprenticed to Ai Zi Qing, Ai Zi Qing's attitude towards the two of them had always been lukewarm. But from this matter, Zhao Zi Jun suddenly felt that this master was not bad after all.

  Zhao Zijun was right, Ai Ziqing indeed did not want to let a woman ruin her relationship with the Jiang family, which would be somewhat too costly.

  But if Jiangmen insists on making things difficult for her, she can't always be 'yielding and compromising', that's not her style. Besides, she has her own way of handling things and means.

  Digression

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