Chapter 273: Chapter 273
At the O State checkpoint, two groups of people were gathered, the air thick with gunpowder. One side, with silver azalea crests embroidered on their shoulders, had guns loaded, aiming at the arrogant group opposite them.
Three large trucks were parked to the left, their doors open. Shortly, a tall man with long legs jumped out from the truck, his brow ridge deep-set, thick lips, and a high nose bridge, striding with an air of confidence.
He approached Ying Cenchuan, provocatively lifting Ying Cenchuan’s chin and mockingly said, "Young Master Ying, your reinforcements have arrived just in time, but I don’t know if your Military Guard’s guns are faster or my knife is faster!"
Before he finished speaking, a dagger suddenly appeared in his palm, plunging straight towards Ying Cenchuan!
A bullet suddenly flew from somewhere, bouncing off the man’s gun and numbing his wrist.
He turned his head with a sinister look, only to see a silhouette under the night holding a gun aimed at his head, the features unclear.
Ying Cenchuan, however, instantly recognized the person, his pupils slightly constricting, shouting in a language Angduo couldn’t understand, "Don’t come over!"
The surrounding area was full of McFerson bodyguards, each armed, and who knew if someone was carrying grenades. If one of them exploded here, both Ying Yunlin and he would be buried in flames.
Meanwhile, Angduo finally saw the person clearly. He raised his thick eyebrows, wiped his thumb across his lips, and sneered, "I wondered who it was, turns out it’s Mr. Ying. What, after wandering enough in the Hua Country, you finally decided to come home and find Daddy?"
"Go fuck your mother wandering."
Now that Ying Cenchuan was in the opponent’s hands, Ying Yunlin was worried Angduo would get angry and act, so he only dared to verbally provoke to attract Angduo’s attention.
Sure enough, upon hearing that, Angduo turned around, played with the dagger in his hand, pointed it at Ying Yunlin’s head, and mouthed, "Since Mr. Ying is so eager to die, you better serve them well."
The Macpherson family’s bodyguards immediately left some people around, while the rest charged towards Ying Yunlin.
Ying Yunlin frowned, there seemed to be about twenty of them, not easy to handle.
The battle was about to erupt.
Ying Yunlin had to confront them, and the Military Guard had no choice but to step in and help.
No one paid attention to Angduo anymore, giving him the space to continue taunting Ying Cenchuan leisurely, gripping his neck with five fingers, forcing him to look up, "See, your good brother is about to fall under my knife, your Ying Family is a bunch of losers."
Ever since the McFerson family was rejected by the Royal Family because of the Ying Family, this resentment had been bottled up, never released over the years.
Finally, seizing this opportunity to trample the Ying Family, they naturally humiliated them at every chance, dragging their names and honor through the mud.
Angduo stared at Ying Cenchuan’s pale face and felt inexplicably exhilarated at the thought of scratching that face.
"Having failed to get into the Perfumer Association, your family’s most talented Ying Zhao Yuan is already a waste, the Ying Family is about to fall and be buried in the dust of history, only McFerson, McFerson is the final victor!"
Angduo’s mind was brainwashed by family mission and honor, apart from his perfuming skills, the rest was all delusional thoughts.
Just then, a voice suddenly sounded from behind, leisurely asking:
Then came the sound of something dragging on the ground, accompanied by footsteps growing closer, sounding behind Angduo, or perhaps surrounding him from all directions.
Angduo felt the voice was somewhat familiar, low and slightly hoarse, like the intoxication of wine, as if heard before.
However, he had no time to ponder, his back suddenly tensed, sensing the approaching danger, Angduo hurriedly crouched down and jumped sideways—
Immediately, he saw the slender boy holding a baseball bat.
The mountain forest howled, a late wind lifting her coat, creating a sharp arc; her right hand held a hefty baseball bat, the shaft shimmering coldly under the moonlight.
She walked out from the light, her body exuding a cold and aloof aura, her eyes slightly lifted, those fox-like eyes of black and white immersed in a light mist, ambiguous yet dangerous. This update is available on novel✶fire.net
Angduo’s expression froze, then regained his composure and pointed at her, shouting, "Ying Jiu!"
The genius perfumer brought back by Ying Yunlin and inducted into the Ying Family!
No matter how extraordinary Angduo considered himself, he could only sigh ’can’t compare’ in front of this person.
But he refused to admit defeat!
"I thought you really died in a crash at the racing competition, didn’t expect you to still be alive." Angduo mocked.
Everyone in O State’s upper circles knew that the Ying Family had an adopted miss, who was a jack-of-all-trades and particularly loved racing, also a master in perfuming, many famed perfumes from the Ying Family in recent years came from Miss Nine’s hands.
However, Ying Jiu suddenly announced her withdrawal from the competition last year and disappeared right after the last race, moreover, an incident occurred during that race, the elite circles speculated whether Ying Jiu might have died in that incident, and the Ying Family didn’t announce it for the sake of their reputation.
The fact that Ying Jiu didn’t show up for an entire year further confirmed their suspicions.
Rong Zhi nonchalantly lifted the baseball bat, slightly outside, with a cold and indifferent tone: "Even if you turn to ash, I won’t die."
Returning to O State was like opening a box switch, she became as prickly as can be.
Without giving Angduo any time to react, she charged with the baseball bat, aiming it straight at Angduo’s head!
This swing was sure to crack the skull!
Although Angduo came from a refined perfumer family, they would learn martial arts in their youth, with close combat being the specialties. Facing Rong Zhi’s direct attack, he instead breathed a sigh of relief.
In close combat, he hadn’t found an opponent in the whole O State!
The two quickly entangled with one another, even the absent Ying Cenchuan was unaware, the guards falling silently beside them.
Catching a glimpse of a disappearing figure, Rong Zhi turned her gaze to Angduo’s eyes, filled with anger from being unable to catch her, playfully tweaking the corners of her lips.
Angduo’s attacking movement paused.
Rong Zhi seized the chance to swing the bat at his waist!
The sound of bone snapping echoed in the endless darkness, making one’s teeth ache.
Angduo spat a mouthful of blood with a "wow," falling face down to the ground, cursing, "Fuck you... ah!"
The last word of ’mother’ was swallowed into a scream.
Rong Zhi’s booted foot stepped on Angduo’s back, grinding with interest, slightly lifting her head, her gaze coldly turning towards Ying Yunlin, witnessing another figure joining the battle, the two cooperating to rescue Ying Cenchuan and capturing the truck driver.
The truck’s cabin door quickly locked, leaving only a few Macpherson family bodyguards standing firm with cold eyes staring at her.
"Ying Jiu! If you’re bold enough, drop the baseball bat and fight me one-on-one, what kind of man needs weapons!"
Rong Zhi thought this person was an idiot, she wasn’t a man in the first place.
She gestured to the Military Guard to retreat, then lifted the battered and still spitting blood Angduo with one hand, dragging him back in front of the bodyguards.
The bodyguards raised their guns, while the vigilant Military Guard chambered theirs simultaneously.
The situation reversed for the two sides, this time it was the Ying Family holding hostages.