The intense sound of gunfire gradually died down. Qin Miaomiao kept listening to the commotion outside.
"I think I should go out and check. If Lu Qing ca and they won, but couldn’t find us, that wouldn’t be good."
Ninth Uncle stopped her, saying, "Don’t act rashly. Otherwise, you’ll easily beco a bargaining chip for the enemy. Be patient and keep waiting."
Qin Miaomiao thought about how Ninth Uncle must have rich experience. Not daring to act on her own, she moved slightly closer to him and whispered:
"Ninth Uncle, if—just hypothetically—if Ouyang Yan’s side won, will you promise one thing?"
"What is it?"
"Try to get Xiao Chen out of here. I have a way to deal with Ouyang Yan, but he will definitely kill you."
Mr. Jiu glanced at her lightly and responded coldly:
"Impossible."
"Ninth Uncle!"
"You’re my adopted daughter. If I left you behind, what kind of person would I be? As for that boy, I only took him as my apprentice on your account. How could he ever compare to you?"
"Ninth Uncle, please listen to , alright?"
Mr. Jiu waved his hand dismissively, "No, I won’t."
How could she convince him? It seed no matter what she said, he wouldn’t listen.
Gradually, the gunfire disappeared. Was the battle over?
At that mont, she heard faint rustling sounds. She gripped the surgical knife tightly, only to see Ouyang Yan leading a group of people approaching!
All of them were ard with guns. Ouyang Yan’s once pristine white suit was now filthy, and his hair appeared disheveled.
When he spotted Qin Miaomiao and Mr. Jiu, a sinister smile crept across his face. Without a word, he raised his gun toward Mr. Jiu!
Bang! The bullet shot out of the chamber, and in a flash, a figure darted forward to take the shot for Mr. Jiu!
Everyone present, even Ouyang Yan himself, was stunned.
Mr. Jiu stared in shock at Qin Miaomiao, who had shielded him, his entire body trembling:
"Little Jin’er?"
Qin Miaomiao clutched her injured abdon, feeling the warm flow of blood seeping out nonstop. The pain was so intense it left her speechless.
Nearby, Ou Beichen lunged at Ouyang Yan like a maddened wolf, stabbing the surgical knife into critical areas of his opponent’s body! However, Ouyang Yan, true to his status as the top assassin in the assassin world, was chaotic but lethal in his counterattacks. Within re monts, he struck several bloody wounds into Ou Beichen’s body!
Yet the infuriated Ou Beichen was like a ticking ti bomb, making Ouyang Yan find him increasingly troubleso!
Just then, the sound of gunshots echoed! The n surrounding Ouyang Yan fell lifelessly to the ground!
Lu Qing had appeared, accompanied by over a dozen fully ard individuals. They were equipped with advanced gear, all holding guns. When Lu Qing caught sight of Qin Miaomiao, limp in Mr. Jiu’s arms, his eyes turned crimson!
"Ouyang Yan!"
Bam! He fired a shot directly into Ouyang Yan’s shoulder, and Ou Beichen seized the opportunity to sink his teeth viciously into Ouyang Yan’s neck!
Ouyang Yan was now cornered on all sides! Yet, he suddenly pulled out a smoke grenade-like device and tossed it onto the ground. Instantly, thick smoke rose all around. When the haze cleared, he had vanished from sight.
There was no ti to search for him now—the priority was saving Qin Miaomiao!
Mr. Jiu, a man who had endured countless assassination attempts unfazed, now looked deathly pale. His entire deanor seed aged by years, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
His eyes reddened, tears streaming down. Qin Miaomiao could only feel her breathing slowing as she slipped into a dizzying haze.
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