Chapter 269 Just how many children has this guy secretly fathered?

Time ticked by, the heavy concrete dome overhead blocking out the sunlight and everything that might happen on the surface. Only the hum of engines and the rushing sound of water being torn apart at high speed provided the sole background noise for this underground escape.

The cramped cockpit was dimly lit, with only the cold, bluish light from the instrument panel illuminating the tense and silent faces of everyone present.

To find out how far the thunderclouds were building on the ground, Zhang Mo directly turned on the live weather forecast on her phone.

The director, wearing a heavy raincoat, was broadcasting the sudden, massive thunderstorm in disarray amidst the wind.

In the footage, a director wearing a heavy yellow raincoat, almost unsteady on his feet from the gale, is shouting something at the camera at the top of his lungs, his voice drowned out by the raging wind and rain and the incessant thunder. The city behind him is shrouded in darkness.

The scrolling red alert messages are alarming.

"Red alert for severe rainstorm! Coverage area continues to expand! It has now covered half the country! Severe convective weather has triggered extremely strong thunderstorms! It is expected to end in one hour. Please stay indoors and away from doors, windows and open areas!"

At that moment, Shi Tou sent a WeChat message, a short video showing a chaotic scene of flashing swords and clashing blades. Shi Tou's honest yet anxious face occupied half the screen as he yelled at the camera with a worried expression. His voice was broken and intermittent, mixed with the loud clanging of metal: "What should I do, boss? This dagger is too hard, it can't be destroyed at all."

Suddenly, the sky brightened, and the view ahead opened up abruptly. The "submarine" plunged straight into the sea from an outlet and then surfaced again.

The violent jolts caused everyone to lurch forward, only to be violently pulled back into their seats by the seatbelts.

Zhang Mo glanced at the time; only fifteen minutes had passed.

Jiang Mian tapped on the hull of the "submarine" from the outside, while Qin Yuechuan in the driver's seat turned to look at Zhang Mo.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Mo said clearly and decisively, "Open the door. In the ocean, the river itself is faster."

Qin Yuechuan nodded, and the door of the "submarine" opened upwards. A biting sea breeze rushed in instantly, carrying the unique, cold, and refreshing salty smell of the ocean.

Jiang Mian, in the water, drew a few circles with her hand. Where her fingertips passed, they left faint blue light traces. Four huge, transparent bubbles with a soft, pearly luster instantly appeared out of thin air and immediately enveloped Zhang Mo, Jiang Rong, and Lin Qing and Lin Hong.

Each bubble is exceptionally resilient, with air circulating inside, so it doesn't affect breathing at all.

Each bubble is connected to a piece of seaweed, and the other end of the seaweed is in Jiang Mian's hand.

At first glance, it looks like he's holding a string of balloons of all sizes.

Qin Yuechuan was completely stunned.

Jiang Mian gently tugged, and four bubbles entered the water at the same time. Just as he was about to dive to the bottom, Zhang Mo suddenly called out to him, "Something's not right!"

Jiang Mian paused, looking at her with a puzzled expression: "?"

Zhang Mo didn't answer immediately. Her gaze pierced through the transparent bubbles, scanning the sky and the sea: "Why isn't it raining here?"

Qin Yuechuan also realized something was wrong, a chill creeping up his spine. The news had just reported that it was raining across most of the country.

He turned sharply to look at the coastline not far away—the rocks on the shore were wet and reflected the light, and the sand still bore the marks of the rain-eroded gullies! It had clearly been raining just moments before!

Has the rain stopped?

When the rain stops, the thunder stops too.

Then there's only one possibility: Wang Heng has found a new vessel.

Zhang Mo and Qin Yuechuan both checked their phones at the same time.

On Zhang Mo's phone, in the weather forecast livestream, the director stood blankly in the middle of an empty street. The wind had subsided considerably. He raised his hand and took off the hood of his heavy raincoat, revealing his wet hair, and looked up at the sky in disbelief: "The sun is out?"

Meanwhile, Qin Yuechuan quickly dialed the phone number of team leader Wu Kexin.

Wu Kexin answered the call instantly. The background was noisy, and her tone was anxious, but she succinctly said four words: "Yang Qiang has run away."

Qin Yuechuan froze instantly, his voice trembling with extreme shock: "How is this possible?!"

How impenetrable are the interrogation rooms of the National Security Bureau?!

That's not something an ordinary person could escape from!

"He seemed to have divine power descended from the heavens, breaking free of his handcuffs and shackles, smashing through the wall with a single punch, and then jumping from the 24th floor." Wu Kexin paused for half a second, "The key point is, he was completely unharmed."

Qin Yuechuan: "......"

Wu Kexin: "Zhang's three employees are chasing him, heading north."

They were too fast; our men couldn't catch up at all.

Only the drone is still filming; I've sent you the live stream footage.

Jiang Mian was completely dumbfounded: "What's going on? Wang Heng has taken over Yang Qiang's body? No, isn't the 'Soul Contract Thorn' in Jiu Xuan's and the others' hands?"

Zhang Mo had figured everything out: "We were misled. That dagger wasn't the 'Soul-Binding Dagger' at all. The real 'Soul-Binding Dagger' had been hidden somewhere by Yang Qiang, for example, inside his body."

Lin Qing and Lin Hong looked at each other in bewilderment: That's right, no one actually saw what Yang Qiang used to preside over the final ceremony. It just so happened that the police found a dagger that looked really cool at the scene, so they naturally used it as a prop for the ceremony.

Fortunately, Yang Qiang fled in the north, while Zhang Mo and the others fled in the southeast, completely going in the opposite direction.

Qin Yuechuan: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I remember just saying that this ritual requires the parents to sacrifice their child..." He suddenly stopped, an even more unbelievable thought popping into his head, making the rest of his words stuck in his throat.

A complex expression crossed Zhang Mo's face, a mixture of insight, absurdity, and a chilling understanding. She sighed softly, her voice lowering: "According to Yang Qiang's information, he lost his mother at a young age and never received a formal education. Nobody knows who his father is."

However, it seems we know now.

Yang Qiang? He's actually Wang Heng's son?!

Those present:

Just how many children has this guy secretly fathered?

Seeing the petrified expressions on her companions' faces, Zhang Mo took a deep breath of the sea-smelling air and continued her rational analysis: "But there's no need to worry too much. It seems that Yang Qiang's aptitude is too poor. Whether it's his intelligence or physical fitness, he's only in the lower-middle range among humans."

He's over 50, quite old. Using his body would definitely significantly diminish Wang Heng's demonic power. "At this point, Zhang Mo's lips curled into a cold smile, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be being chased like a dog by Jiu Xuan and the other two."

It's likely that Wang Heng looked down on Yang Qiang's body, otherwise he would have used it when Yang Qiang was young.

They wouldn't have waited until today, when they were on the verge of death, to resort to desperate measures out of desperation.

"..." Qin Yuechuan looked down at the live feed from the drone and had to admit that Zhang Mo's analogy was really apt.

Jiang Rong: "Then, for the boss's safety, Jiang Mian should take the boss to the deep sea to hide for a while. We'll call some more employees over, and this time we must surround Wang Heng and kill him."

Jiang Mian: "Mhm!"

Lin Qing and Lin Hong rubbed their hands together, their eyes gleaming with a fighting spirit: "Wow, a group fight? Great, this is exciting!"

Qin Yuechuan: "......"

A group fight against one person? That would be really exciting.