The sound from the loudspeaker was accompanied by an impatient man’s voice, "Why waste ti talking with them? Take action imdiately!"
Leng Peixi recognized this voice; it belonged to one of her rebellious son Huo Beijiang’s subordinates.
"Humph! Stop the chatter, you’re annoying." Another voice ca up, carrying a touch of weariness and a hoarse yet ruthless tone—Leng Peixi hadn’t heard this one before.
"Damn it! What are you babbling about with them?" A few foreigners were agitated, and after shouting they were about to retaliate, but just then, bullets started rcilessly showering from outside, causing the car to rock back and forth, and all the window glass shattered.
Judging by this aggressive posture, they weren’t holding back at all. Eager for her to resist to the end and to kill all those who opposed.
"Stop the car, surrender." Leng Peixi decisively shouted.
The rcenaries didn’t react at first, until Leng Peixi scread hoarsely, "Stop right now! We can’t break through anymore. Surrendering at least won’t an imdiate death; if we don’t, we’ll surely get riddled with bullets."
Leng Peixi’s face was frighteningly ashen. From her youth to this day, she had never faced such a crushing defeat in two decades. This ti she had utterly fallen. Once caught in this situation dostically, there would be no more chances.
She could already imagine herself sentenced and executed. Her pride would rather die resisting than surrender.
But she hadn’t yet seen Huo Beijiang, hadn’t yet seen her son; she couldn’t die unknown.
She had to et Huo Beijiang once, as a mother, to et her son. During their previous etings, she had no idea Huo Beijiang was her son, the son she had abandoned twenty years ago.
Later, after understanding the truth, they were already enemies. She had always wanted to take Bei Jiang away, take him abroad, but the struggle intensified, leading to a complete defeat without a chance to see her son again.
Leng Peixi’s gaze turned cold as she looked at the police cars surrounding them and many people getting out, led by Ning Di and Yu Xiaoxiao.
Her expression gradually lost control, letting out a haunting laughter. She truly had done many wrongs, wasn’t a good mother, wasn’t worthy of being a mother, but Huo Beijiang wasn’t a good son either.
He was even more ruthless than her, even more calculating.
"Hahaha... Like , truly like , hahaha... No, I should say he’s better than , much better than ..." Leng Peixi laughed wildly until tears ca down, "I knew it long ago, you truly are formidable, otherwise I wouldn’t have been so desperate to take you away."
Leng Ran raised his hands in surrender, trembling, as he opened the car door to get out.
Suddenly, Leng Peixi’s laughter abruptly stopped, as if soone suddenly grabbed her throat. She sprang up and fiercely seized Leng Ran’s hair, shouting frantically, "It’s you, you betrayed , didn’t you?"
"Let go! Be honest with ." By this ti, all four car doors had opened, nurous black gun barrels aid into the car. Seeing Leng Ran get grabbed by the hair, Leng Peixi’s frenzy led an officer to rush in and subdue her.
Leng Ran’s hair was held tightly, causing severe scalp pain, but she did not cry out for a long ti. Instead, she turned back to give Leng Peixi a cold smile, and said unassuming, yet dignified, "That’s right, it’s ."
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