Or, they died one after the other.

If he fired first and killed Sheng Qiaoqiao, Fu Yanshen would not let him live.

3.

Leng Xiao uttered a single word, initiating the countdown to two lives.

I blinked, and all that was around me was the sound of my tense breathing, my hands trembling and shaking as I held the plate.

At this moment, I have already stepped into the gates of hell.

"Leng Xiao, if you dare to fire, I'll make sure Ye An'an and you go down with Qiao Qiao to the grave." Fu Yanshen narrowed his eyes and threatened coldly.

He dared not act rashly.

Leng Xiao is a well-trained and experienced assassin with extremely keen hearing. He can hear the sound of a bullet leaving the barrel, and if that's the case, he will not hesitate to shoot Sheng Qiaoqiao.

"You're using Ye An'an to threaten me?" Leng Xiao asked dismissively, as if he'd heard a joke.

I also have my doubts.

Besides, Ye An'an is Old Master Ye's beloved granddaughter. How could Fu Yanshen possibly harm her?

"Go in!"

Just then, the villa door was kicked open from the outside, and a girl was pushed in, followed by two men.

The leader, wearing a black jacket, black leather gloves, and a black hearing aid on his ear, was none other than Fu Ren, holding a gun in his hand.

The girl who was stumbling and about to fall was none other than Ye An'an!

Fu Yanshen actually ordered Fu Ren to kidnap Ye An'an and bring her to London overnight.

Her hands were bound with black tape, and after Fu Ren tore the tape off her mouth, she gasped for breath. When she raised her face and looked this way, her big eyes suddenly filled with hatred.

Ye An'an glared at Leng Xiao with hatred.

Leng Xiao pursed his lips, staring straight at me without glancing at Lin An'an.

Just as Ye An'an was about to rush over, Fu Ren grabbed her and pressed the muzzle of a black pistol against her temple.

"What are you all doing?" Ye An'an asked angrily.

"Leng Xiao, if you let Qiao Qiao go, I won't touch Ye An'an either," Fu Yanshen said coldly.

“Ah Shen, Elder Ye only ordered me to kill Sheng Qiaoqiao, not to protect Ye An’an. Threatening me with her won’t work.” Leng Xiao scoffed.

"Really?" Fu Yanshen looked unconvinced and gave Fu Ren a wink.

Fu Ren's men stepped forward, pulled out a sharp dagger, grabbed Ye An'an's arm, and pressed the tip of the blade against her wrist.

This is to cut Ye An'an's wrist artery!

"You, you don't touch me!" Ye An'an struggled fiercely, but was restrained by Fu Ren.

"Fu Yanshen, you can't threaten him with me." She looked at Fu Yanshen again, her smile bitter.

Ye An'an looked at Leng Xiao, dressed in black, with her large, misty eyes, who had loved her for five years but had completely forgotten him. Her heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, a dense, stinging pain.

This cold-blooded and ruthless man actually hypnotized her and altered her memories after she underwent heart surgery, taking advantage of her weakened will.

They altered her memory of loving him to make it seem like she loved Fu Yanshen, and that Fu Yanshen gave her his heart to save her.

He would rather she love another man than allow her to pester him any longer!

"ah--"

Ye An'an cried out in pain, and blood splattered everywhere.

Her wrist artery was severed.

I was shocked and gasped, the plate in my hand falling to the ground with a "thud".

"She...she'll die," I murmured, looking at Fu Yanshen.

Fu Yanshen gave me a reassuring look, but his expression remained unchanged.

Leng Xiao remained unmoved, but I clearly noticed that his hand was trembling slightly.

"She...she's having a massive hemorrhage, there's blood everywhere!" I shouted deliberately.

His face was filled with terror.

Leng Xiao looked to his side and behind him. Taking advantage of his distraction, Fu Yanshen suddenly grabbed his wrist and turned the gun.

With a "bang," the bullet hit the wall.

Fu Yanshen pinned him against the wall, pointed the gun at the back of his head, and took Leng Xiao's gun away.

Having escaped danger, I quickly ran behind Fu Yanshen.

“There was a gunshot just now. Old Master Ye’s men will be rushing in within two minutes. They’re all special forces,” Leng Xiao whispered to Fu Yanshen.

He was telling us to run away immediately.

Fu Yanshen gritted his teeth, grabbed Leng Xiao's head from the back, and slammed his head against the wall.

Leng Xiao had no grudge against him. They had once worked together for Elder Ye and were considered comrades-in-arms. He was here today to kill them in accordance with Elder Ye's orders.

He believed that Leng Xiao was telling the truth.

Fu Yanshen opened the surveillance footage on his phone. Outside, all his bodyguards were lying on the ground, indicating that someone had arrived.

He sensed danger.

"Ren, retreat quickly!"

Fu Yanshen took my hand and called out to Fu Ren.

Ye An'an collapsed to the ground, clutching her wrist with one hand, crimson blood seeping continuously from between her fingers, her face drained of all color.

There was also a pool of blood on the brown floor.

She didn't cry or make a fuss, and seemed very calm, but her eyes were lifeless.

As Fu Yanshen led me out of the villa's back door, I glanced back and saw Leng Xiao carrying Ye An'an in a princess carry as they hurried towards the villa's entrance.

She is Old Master Ye's beloved granddaughter, so she should be fine.

If she hadn't been taken hostage, I would have been killed by Leng Xiao's gun long ago.

"How do you know Ye An'an can threaten Leng Xiao?" I asked curiously after getting in the car.

“They have a romantic entanglement.” Fu Yanshen put his arm around my shoulder, pecked my cheek with his thin lips, and then whispered in my ear, “Damn it, my wife’s lovingly prepared breakfast has been ruined.”

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