Chapter 421: Chapter 421

Hu Yaoji’s eyes were nearly blinded by the glare, but his body instinctively sensed danger—he knew a car was hurtling straight towards him.

Hu Yaoji covered his eyes with one hand and fired three wild shots with the other.

The bullets shattered the glass, and Sang Ning ducked down the moment Hu Yaoji pulled the trigger.

The bullets missed her completely, all embedding into the driver’s seat. Sang Ning was forced to slam on the brakes. The vehicle halted so abruptly that its rear end skidded sideways, tilting the car sharply across the road and crushing a patch of nearby Banana leaves.

Both she and her adversaries fell into a fleeting pause to adjust. The strong inertia from the brake had caused a gash on Sang Ning’s forehead.

Cradling her swollen, bleeding forehead, she slowly sat upright and glanced at the three pitch-black bullet holes in the seat. A chill ran down her spine.

Damn it, real bullets!

While Hu Yaoji and the driver were still dazed, Sang Ning recovered faster than they did.

She slammed on the gas again, rolled down the window, and shouted into the night, "Move out of the way!"

This guy had a gun, and she was unarmed—running him down was her only option.

Qin Feng hadn’t anticipated that at the edge of life and death, his survival instincts would kick in so fiercely. His mind turned razor-sharp, instantly understanding Sang Ning’s intentions. Awkwardly using his restrained hands, he grabbed Li Haidong’s shirt and dragged him to the side, Wei Lan stumbled along behind.

Lu Yujing and Jiang Xiaoti screamed as they dashed off, grateful that Hu Yaoji hadn’t shackled their feet, or they’d be doomed now. Fınd the newest release on noveⅼfire.net

Bang, bang! Hu Yaoji fired two more reckless shots when he saw the group fleeing, but missed them entirely.

He couldn’t afford to waste time chasing after these people—the woman aiming to hit him with her car was the primary lethal threat. The rest of his bullets were reserved for Sang Ning’s business vehicle.

Sang Ning played dirty; aware that the high beams could blind him, she deliberately kept them on the whole time.

Once Hu Yaoji emptied his magazine, he tossed the gun aside and dove into the nearby Banana Forest.

Sang Ning wasn’t about to let him off so easily; she crushed leaves flat beneath her wheels, relentlessly chasing him.

"Help! Help!" Hu Yaoji shouted at the top of his lungs.

Momentarily overlooked by Sang Ning, the driver climbed into his vehicle, started the engine, and launched a pursuit against her.

Sharing Hu Yaoji’s reckless desperation, the driver stomped the accelerator to its limit, pushing the business car to top speed and aiming directly at Sang Ning’s vehicle.

Sang Ning glimpsed the speeding vehicle sharp as an arrow rushing for impact in her rearview mirror, hurriedly swerving the wheel to dodge the first strike.

The driver raced ahead, reaching Hu Yaoji, who had already bolstered himself. With a swift leap forward, Hu Yaoji pulled the car door open and jumped into the passenger seat as the vehicle decelerated slightly.

"Kill her!" Hu Yaoji growled fiercely, buckling his seatbelt and roaring with rage.

The driver spun the car around and drove straight at the side of Sang Ning’s vehicle, intent on flipping her both car and all.

Sang Ning caught onto their plan and quickly spun her wheel for a sharp turn, keeping her high beams on.

Blinded by the glaring lights, the driver instinctively shut his eyes but relied on muscle memory to flick on his car’s high beams as well.

If it’s mutual destruction, so be it!

The moment the driver’s high beams turned on, Sang Ning winced hard, her eyes trembling uncontrollably as tears began pouring from the piercing light.

But instead of shrinking back, she squinted briefly to adjust and then opened her eyes wide. With deadly resolve, she slammed the accelerator, preparing to ram into the vehicle before her.

Years of driving had forged the driver’s resilience—despite being momentarily blinded, he immediately corrected his steering, repressing his dizziness as he barreled toward Sang Ning.

Neither side showed the slightest intention of yielding; both vehicles shot directly toward one another at breakneck speeds, their drivers hell-bent on obliterating the other.

Li Haidong and his group were watching from the distance, hearts in their throats. Their cries pierced the air, desperate to warn her.

Li Haidong, limping heavily, staggered upright and leaned on Wei Lan for support. Together they stumbled toward Sang Ning, hoping to stop her suicidal maneuver.

Sang Ning wasn’t being irrational; she knew that reasoning wouldn’t work with these two ruthless men—they had to be taken down to end this madness.

The vehicles finally collided, though both Sang Ning and the driver intentionally reduced their speed at the last second before impact.

A thunderous crash rang out, sparks erupting beneath the wheels.

Despite wearing a seatbelt, Sang Ning felt the jarring force—her brain felt like shaken tofu, her vision erupting in bursts of flashing stars.

Both cars’ hoods were crumpled inward, shards of glass littering the ground. Sang Ning, dazed but remarkably unscathed, couldn’t help but marvel at her vehicle’s durability.

"This car’s built like a tank!" she thought privately.

Then she looked at the opposing vehicle, where the driver and passenger shook their heads furiously to clear their dizziness before unbuckling their seatbelts to get out.

Sang Ning sighed inwardly—looks like their car’s quality holds up too.

Those two were obviously coming for her; she had no intentions of giving them the chance. She planned to ram their car again, but hers was completely totaled and wouldn’t start.

Great, seems like there’s no avoiding a fistfight now.

She unbuckled her seatbelt and prepared to climb out, only to realize that the heavy damage to her car’s hood had pinned her foot, preventing her from moving.

Hu Yaoji and the driver were already at her vehicle, furiously banging on the door.

The driver’s window was rolled down. Hu Yaoji reached in, grabbing Sang Ning’s hair and trying to yank her out.

Sang Ning had both hands gripping her thighs, struggling to extract her pinned foot. Hu Yaoji seized the moment to clutch her hair tightly.

Hu Yaoji’s strength was monstrous, nearly ripping her scalp clean from her skull. Sang Ning gritted her teeth through the agony as she freed her leg.

"Die, you bastard!" Outside, Li Haidong charged like a raging bull, bowing low and slamming his head into Hu Yaoji’s side, sending him flying off the car.

Hu Yaoji’s hand was still tugging on Sang Ning’s hair, but the collision made him release, leaving behind a small clump of her hair in his grasp.

"Ahh!" Sang Ning hissed in pain, clutching her head. She glared at Li Haidong through the window with resentment. "You owe me a new head of hair!"

Li Haidong, guilty but trying to play it cool, retorted confidently, "It’s all for saving you!"

The driver, silent until now, abruptly swatted Li Haidong aside with a forceful slap, barking in clumsy Mandarin, "You old fool!"

Sang Ning opened her car door, staggering as she stepped out. The humid heat of the island left her feeling slightly faint.

The driver bent down, hooked his arm under Sang Ning’s knees, and attempted to slam her violently to the ground. Sang Ning retaliated with an elbow strike, driving it hard into his vulnerable temple.

Like an iron man immune to pain, the driver clenched his jaw tight, suppressing his anguish through a sharp, guttural growl. He released Sang Ning from his grip and hurled her outward.