Chapter 68: Woman? Inverse Scale?

  In the darkness, a silent and soundless gun battle unfolded in chaos.

  The front hall was a scene of lively and peaceful atmosphere, while in the backyard, a man lay on the ground with a gunshot wound to the chest, his formal attire stained with crimson blood, like a blooming flower of blood, beautiful and deadly.

  Jiǔ yé jiàn mù dì yǐ dá dào, biàn zhāo hū shǔ xià lì kè tuì lí cǐ chù. Wèi àn de xiāo yīn qì de zǐ dàn chuān bo ér guò shí, hòu yuàn de níng jìng yǐ jīng bèi dǎ pò.

  Zitan Mountain Villa has been established for a long time, and the identity of the master in the villa is naturally unfathomable. If someone were to rashly kill people on their own property, not only would they disagree, but also those who know about it would be implicated, and still, it was their side that made the first move. How could they not be at a disadvantage? That young man has already been shot once, and since the goal has already been achieved, there is no need to entangle further. For now, the only option is to return to the main hall and let the master not suspect anything.

  Jiu Ye thought for a moment, then quickly ordered his subordinates to retreat. His chubby body jumped several steps and climbed onto the windowsill, jumping in. The two black-clad subordinates behind him also followed closely and jumped in.

  Perhaps they never found out that throughout the process, Ye Shengge's side had been quiet and still, not even chasing after them.

  Jiuye hid the murderous aura on his face, replacing it with a playful and smiling expression. The road leading to the main hall was particularly dimly lit, and the sound of crunching echoed from underfoot, sending chills down people's spines.

  The night outside was shrouded in darkness, with flashes of the Terminator's signal flickering.

  A flash of knife light appeared behind him, and in an instant, the two black-clad men behind Ninth Master's eyes widened in shock. They didn't even have time to cry out before a thin line of blood, like silver thread, appeared on their necks. Not a single drop of blood had fallen when the two corpses were quickly moved to the corner.

  Jiuye's leather shoes tapped tap-tapped on the smooth tile floor, with a long, trailing echo.

  He suddenly stopped in his tracks, a flash of inspiration crossing his mind, and the puzzled expression on Jiu Ye's face had already turned into a deep chill. He stood stiffly in place, his massive body trembling slightly.

  Something's off? Ye Shengge doesn't seem like the kind of person who would be so weak and incompetent, or else he wouldn't have become the young master of the Dragon Gang. And his subordinates didn't even give chase, letting them leave easily. How is that possible? Unless there was a problem somewhere?

  Before he could think through the cause and effect, his thick neck was pinched from the left side, and the thin blade licked his skin, as long as he moved, he would see blood and choke.

  A voice thick with murderous intent brushed past his ear, "Ninth Master, where are you off to in such a hurry?"

  Jiu Ye hastily turned his head back, the blade had already cut into his skin, cutting out a bloody mark. He let out a stifled hum, his thick lips curled up in a disdainful cold smile. "Hao Lianmeng," his voice was almost gnashing his teeth.

  A dimly lit corridor, with only occasional flashes of light from outside the window, faintly outlining the sharp features of a man in black, exuding an aura of murder.

  Hao Lian's icy voice was like a cold wind, and the knife blade followed along Jiu Ye's neck to cut another line. "Go back and tell Ghost Old Big, this account will be recorded by Long Bang."

  That night, in a dilapidated warehouse hundreds of meters away from the Zitan Mountain Villa, a thick bloody aura lingered in the air, refusing to dissipate. More than thirty lives vanished into thin air that evening.

  Senri woke up on the evening of the second day.

  Look up, the ceiling above is white, and the Simmons bed under me is still soft as silk. The touch of velvet is so beautiful that it's hard to let go. The warm decoration in the room, the cold white tone overlooks the original beauty of the whole room.

  Dizzy and severe, as if having a thousand pounds on her head, Qian Lian Xia couldn't help but punch her head.

  Memories before fainting flooded her mind, her hand paused, looking incredulously at the surrounding room.

  She remembered that in the backyard of Zitan Mountain Villa, the last scene was stuck on the bloodstain on the chest of the man who fell to the ground. So how did she end up at home? How did she get back?

  The curtains were only opened a small gap, Qian Lian Xia squinted her eyes to look outside, her hand reached for the remote control on the headboard, and the curtains slowly opened. The sunset opposite was shining with residual light. What time is it now?

  Just as she was thinking this, the door to her room opened and a face appeared in the doorway. The look of surprise on his face when he saw that she had woken up couldn't be covered up, and before she could even react, she found herself being pulled into a warm embrace.

  Tian Wei's excited voice was heard in the air, full of choked sobs, "Zhou Zhou, my daughter, you finally woke up, you scared your mom to death."

  "Do you know that when you were sent back home in that state last night, your mom's heart almost stopped! Daughter, don't ever scare me like this again, I only have one daughter!"

  The rain was still drizzling, and Qian Lixia quietly pushed open her arms, asking in confusion: "Mom, you said I was sent back? So, what time is it now?"

  Tian Wei Yu sat on the edge of the bed, hearing this, a loud slap echoed on her forehead. "You still know how to ask, I thought you didn't know? Do you know or not, when you were sent back by a young man in black clothes, your dad's face was so gloomy, you don't know?"

  Qian Lian Xia rubbed the painful spot on her forehead, but instead of yelling as she usually did, she continued to ask calmly: "Mom, you said it was a man who brought me back?"

  Tian Wei Yu looked at her in a fluster and muttered: "Yes, daughter, what's wrong with you?"

  Qian Lian Xia raised her head and glanced out of the window, then asked: "Is it evening now?"

  Tian Wei's eyes welled up with tears as she nodded, her hands trembling as she touched her daughter's forehead. "Daughter, what's wrong? Don't scare your old mom, okay?"

  She had been unconscious for one night and almost a whole day.

  For the next three days, Ichinose didn't go to school once. For three whole days, she also didn't say a single word, and her facial expression lost its former joy and innocence, showing no happiness or emotions.

  The villa was brightly lit for three whole days, and the man lying on the bed didn't move at all. His private doctor had carefully treated his wounds during this time, fortunately, the bullet only passed through his left shoulder and did not hit his heart, so his life was not in danger.

  Xie Hua's face, like Kong Yu Mo Li's, appeared beside Hao Lian Guo, her eyes filled with unconcealed concern, shining brightly on the man in bed. "Why hasn't he woken up yet? Is this doctor no good?"

  Hao Lianyu looked at her worried expression with a pained heart, his lips slightly raised, "This doctor is the best in Longbang, there won't be any problem!"

  Looking at her red and swollen eyes, he added another sentence, "You haven't had a good rest for three days either, go to sleep, I'll call you when he wakes up, don't worry."

  She furrowed her delicate eyebrows and gazed intently at the man beside her, "What exactly happened? How could Master be shot so easily?"

  Hao Lianyu's eyes flashed with a hint of murderous intent, his face growing even colder. "You don't need to know the reason for this, but..."

  "I will eliminate anyone who hinders the young master's goal without hesitation!"

  That lovely and proud face flashed before his eyes again, Hao Lianyuan said word by word: "Young master, you can't have any weaknesses, grasp them in the hands of the enemy, even if there are, they must be eliminated!"

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