Ancient cultivator Tang Jin was caught in a battle between cultivators and exotic beasts over a spiritual treasure and was accidentally transmigrated to another world.
He found himself to be ...
His lips trembled as he spoke, showing how terrified he was. He even began to gasp for breath after asking the question.
This was the first time Tang Yue had ever seen Tang Shengkai so flustered. She was very touched, but she just pouted.
Her father knew perfectly well that with her there, nothing would happen to the family, so why was he so worried?
As soon as Lin Cuicui saw Tang Shengkai, tears streamed down her face. She couldn't say a word, only staring at Tang Shengkai with trembling lips, silently weeping.
With so many people around, Tang Shengkai couldn't properly comfort his wife. After catching his breath a few times and calming himself down, he said reassuringly, "It's alright. It's good that everything's alright."
Two young soldiers helped Li Qingyang out of the bushes. Li Qingyang felt he had never been so tired before. Even working in the production team for three days straight was not as tiring as running around all night.
"Uncle Li, what's wrong with you...?"
Tang Yue understood now. She had just been wondering why Chang Yin had come at this time. Had he discovered the identity of the spy who shot her yesterday? But why would he arrive at this moment?
When she first released her consciousness, she saw only military personnel. After seeing her father, she didn't pay attention to the rest. She never expected Li Qingyang to be among them.
The whole family naturally stared at Li Qingyang, while Chang Yin explained from the side.
"After hearing gunshots on the mountain last night, Brigade Leader Li took a detour to Erqi Commune. He made a phone call from there and eventually found me after several twists and turns."
We just learned that your family was attacked by spies.
Tang Yue's family had nothing else they didn't understand, and they all expressed their gratitude.
Seeing that the whole family was alright, Li Qingyang, panting heavily, waved his hand and found a place to sit on the ground without caring about his image.
"It's alright, it's alright, you're all alright, that's good. It's good that you're alright!"
Li Qingyang was so tired that his brain wasn't working properly, and he didn't know what else to say besides these things.
When the squad leader in charge of cleaning up the battlefield returned, the way he looked at Tang Yue's family had changed.
Chang Yin gave him a look, and the squad leader reported with a serious expression, "Report, a total of 36 spy corpses were found. All of them were dead, there were no survivors."
Chang Yin's gaze unconsciously drifted towards Tang Yue's family. Six people had killed 36 spies. That's an average of one against six, and the six of them hadn't suffered any casualties. How did they manage that?
Even the most skilled soldiers he trained could not achieve such a record.
He had already spotted the bloodstained pistol beside Tang Yue and the others; he recognized the model. It was a new weapon developed by Japan last year, with a range 20 meters greater than their existing firearms.
How come this family is so well-equipped? Tang Yue followed Chang Yin's gaze and saw the pistols they hadn't put away on the ground.