Chapter 83: The Fishing Port Dock, A Life Hanging by a Thread

  A new day's sun rises slowly, in this season of warmth and cold, the winter in the south country appears and disappears suddenly, the temperature of the sun gradually becomes warm.

  Su Yisu's seat was finally moved away from the window, and the morning sun shone in through the windowsill, casting a shadow on the desk by the window. Su Yisu gazed enviously at her classmate sitting by the window and lamented: "When can I sit back in that spot by the window?"

  It was just the time for morning reading, and Li Shuiyan was holding an English book and reading it seriously. When she heard Su Yisou's words, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at her and say: "You can wait, heaven will pity you."

  Su Yi rolled her eyes and changed the subject: "How can there be so many heroes saving beauties in this world?"

  Li Shuoyan curiously glanced at the book in her hand, "What are you reading?"

  "Wu Sangui's crown was lost in one fit of rage for a beauty!"

  Li Shuiyan looked at her silently, "The beauty has already pledged herself."

  Su Yisu chuckled and asked, "Hero rescues beauty, then beauty repays with her body... Hmm, why do the old plays always go like this? However, Li Fengqing, you tell me, if there's a beauty who sacrifices herself to save someone, will the hero also repay with his body?"

  "Is it heroic to save a weak woman?" Li Shuiyan snorted disdainfully and turned her head back to continue reading English.

  "Tsk, tsk," Su Yisu sighed repeatedly, "Indeed, it's Li Fengqing."

  Compared to the warm and sunny dawn of Jiang City, Yin City was somewhat gloomy. Layer upon layer of dark clouds pressed down, with signs of a heavy downpour.

  Jiang Fengchen stood in front of the window, looked up at the sky filled with dark clouds, and resolutely opened the door and walked out.

  Today will be an exciting day!

  The city of Yin is by the sea, and at this time, the western dock is bustling with activity. The diligent fishermen have already emptied their fully loaded boats before sunrise, and the fresh seafood will be sent to various markets, hotels, and restaurants in Yin City. They count their money with hands full of fishy smell, their faces, which have been weathered by rain and wind for years, are filled with vicissitudes, but that cannot hide the joy on their faces at all. The fishing boats in the fishing port occupy every corner, leaving only a few narrow channels for the boats to enter and exit.

  There are residents living near the dock who have an advantage of being close to the water. Occasionally, they come here in the early morning when the sun is rising to buy some leftover fish at a relatively cheaper price. The fishermen are also very talkative. Those residents cover their noses and haggle with the fishermen, but they can't stand the strong smell of the fishing port. However, the fishermen don't care; they have long been accustomed to this smell and happily wave their hands to help customers clean and pack the fish in bags.

  The dock was bustling with people. Only fishermen and nearby residents were moving around, seemingly peaceful. However, Jiang Fengchen knew that the batch of goods mentioned by Qinglong would be arriving in half an hour, disguised as a fishing boat.

  He was accompanied by several of the Green Dragon's men, who would be responsible for bringing in or perhaps not bringing in the police. Perhaps the police had received a tip-off, but the fishing port dock was always the safest and easiest place to make a clean getaway, and they were willing to take that risk.

  Jiang Fengchen was the leader of these people, and as required by Qinglong male, he would be at the forefront. For this reason, he couldn't help but sigh, a chess piece that only had utilitarian value could be discarded at any time.

  After a long time, the fishing port finally quieted down. The fishermen and residents had all finished their morning chores and gone home, leaving only a few scattered fishermen mending their nets.

  "Here it comes!" In a daze, Jiang Fengchen heard one of his companions shouting hoarsely not far away. He immediately tensed up and looked out to see an old fishing boat slowly entering the harbor.

  Jiang Fengchen vigilantly glanced around. After not finding anything unusual, he made a hand gesture and silently slipped into the connected fishing boat, indicating to his companions to dive in.

  Their mission today is to board the fake fishing boat and divert the police, so that those people can transfer their goods and gain time.

  Jiang Fengchen and his group successfully snuck onto the fishing boat. He stood on the deck, looking complexly as the boat sailed closer. His eyes quietly searched around, still not seeing any movement. Suddenly he tensed up, hadn't those police officers arrived?

  "Ka——" The boat docked. Jiang Fengchen didn't think much, and hastily turned around to instruct his companions to move the cargo boxes out of the boat. And he knew that the real goods were still hidden in the cabin, waiting to be transferred.

  "Police! Don't move!" Just as they were loading all the cargo onto the dock, the fishermen who had been intently repairing their nets suddenly dropped their tools and whipped out handguns with a flourish, shouting loudly and pointing their guns at Jiang Fengchen and the others.

  Jiang Fengchen was leaning against the stacks of tall cargo boxes on the dock when he heard the sudden loud roar, his first reaction was to run. He shouted "Run quickly!" and turned around to dodge into a hidden place.

  "Go after him!" Even after he had turned several corners, he could still hear the police officer's command behind him. No one was catching up to him, and he finally stopped to catch his breath in big gulps. His heart was pounding nonstop, cold sweat beading on his forehead, and he knew he was scared.

  "Bang!" A sudden gunshot rang out on the quiet dock, Jiang Fengchen was frightened and his face turned white instantly, his body stiffened in place. The police have opened fire!

  "Jiang Fengchen, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and run, don't get yourself killed!" At this moment, two companions also escaped to here, saw Jiang Fengchen, couldn't help but curse, ran over to pull him and wanted to run.

  "Don't run!" The voice of police chasing behind him.

  Jiang Fengchen suddenly came to his senses and, in a moment of divine intervention, he stretched out his right foot and tripped the two people walking hastily in front of him.

  "Ouch!" Due to running too fast, the knees of both people were severely rubbed and suddenly saw blood.

  "Jiang Fengchen, what are you doing!" One of them stumbled up and cursed loudly.

  Jiang Fengchen was frightened and gradually backed away.

  "Run fast!" Another one also got up, seeing the police getting closer and closer, and hastily pulled over his companion, "Don't care about him anymore!"

  "There!" The police voice was getting closer and closer, and in the blink of an eye, they were almost upon them. They also spotted Jiang Fengchen and, worried that he might get hurt, shouted: "Jiang Fengchen, quickly move to the side!"

  Jiang Fengchen hadn't had time to react when the two people who were about to escape suddenly turned around, their faces revealing a murderous aura. "Was it you who called the police?!"

  "Die together!" Another figure emerged from nowhere, pulled out a dagger and stabbed Jiang Fengchen fiercely.

  Jiang Fengchen was already frightened out of his wits, and this sudden situation had stunned him, leaving him unsure how to react. Just as the dagger was about to pierce his chest, he heard a sharp cry, "Fengchen!!" Then, a figure rushed forward, blocking his front. The two of them lost their balance and fell backwards together.

  "...Uh..." As he fell, he heard a dull groan from the figure rushing towards him.

  "Really!!!"

  "Bang!" Another gunshot rang out, and the comrade holding the dagger let out a miserable cry, subconsciously loosening his grip on the dagger.

  "Take them away!" The leading police officer gave the order and then turned around to look at Jiang Fengchen and the others, "Are you two alright?"

  Jiang Fengchen nervously stared at An Yiran who suddenly appeared, feeling that his brain was already unable to think, "Yiran, how can you be so stupid? Do you know it's very dangerous?"

  An Yi Ran's face was pale, covering his injured arm, weakly saying: "I... I'm worried about you..."

  Jiang Fengchen's eyes reddened as he hastily picked up An Yiran and rushed out, "Don't say anything else, I'll take you to the hospital!"

  "Hey! Get in the police car, we're taking you away!"

  Jiang Fengchen turned around in a fluster, "Where?"

  Seeing Jiang Fengchen's flustered appearance, An Yiran couldn't help but giggle and weakly said: "Fengchen, you look so adorable like this..."

  Jiang Fengchen stared at her arm, where fresh blood was continuously dripping down, and subconsciously clenched his fists. "Let's hurry to the hospital!"

  The police car finally arrived at the hospital with its sirens blaring.

  After a moment of anxious waiting, the doctor finally finished treating An Yiran's arm and walked out with a calm face.

  As soon as he saw the doctor's figure, Jiang Fengchen immediately went up to him and anxiously asked: "Doctor, how is she?"

  The doctor took off his mask and said calmly, "It didn't hurt the bones, it's not too serious. Go back and take good care of yourself, come back for a check-up on time. Leaving scars is inevitable, just accept it."

  Upon hearing this, Jiang Fengchen's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he let out a deep sigh of relief, saying: "Thank you, doctor!"

  "Don't be polite, the patient is awake now, you can go in."

  Jiang Fengchen rushed into the ward, saw An Yiran sitting calmly on the bed with a thick bandage wrapped around his right arm, and a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes. He walked up to him softly and asked hoarsely, "How are you feeling now?"

  An Yiran smiled slightly, "It's just an injury to your arm, it's not life-threatening, why are you so tense?"

  "However..." Jiang Fengchen's heart was filled with a million emotions, and he didn't know how to respond to her.

  An Yiran chuckled and said, "If you feel guilty, I'll let you feed me three meals a day from now on. Are you willing?"

  Jiang Fengchen hastily nodded, "I'll go buy food for you right now, you rest well first!"

  An nodded slightly.

  She gazed at Jiang Fengchen's receding back as he ran out, gently stroking the injured spot on her arm, and let out a silent sigh.

  "Yan sister!" At this time, a worried voice came from outside the door, and then her small figure appeared at the entrance. As soon as she saw An Yiran, her originally pale face turned even paler, and she hurriedly walked to her side, saying: "Yan sister, how are you?"

  An Yiran gently shook his head, "It's nothing, just a bruised arm. How did you get here? Weren't you in class?"

  Xiao Yan looked at An Yiran carefully for a while, making sure she was really okay, before he felt relieved and said: "As soon as I heard the news, I took leave and rushed over. Nai sister, how could you risk your life to save Jiang Fengchen?"