Chapter 291: Thousand-year-old female corpse VS the last warlord (12)

Chen Yan and Mi Yuyan thought that Meng Liangchao would definitely send someone to follow them, so they fled all the way to avoid anti-tracking and observed in the dark for several days before going to the safe house provided by the assassination organization.

However, not long after entering, Chen Yan discovered the weirdness of the room.

"What's wrong?" Mi Yuyan moved quickly and stood back to back with him.

"There is a smell of smoke in this room."

But he never smoked.

"Someone has been here." Chen Yan frowned.

"Could it be Meng Liangchao's people?" Mi Yuyan looked around and grabbed his sleeve nervously, afraid that she would be arrested and taken back to the prison again.

"No. Meng Liangchao and his people can't find this place." Chen Yan reached under the table and the pistol he had hidden before had disappeared.

He lifted a corner of the curtain and looked outside. There were five men in black clothes and black hats holding guns, gesturing and preparing to rush upstairs. He growled, "Go."

"Where are you going?" In a hurry, Mi Yuyan accidentally knocked over the vase on the table. Chen Yan bent down and picked up a piece of debris and hid it in his sleeve. He grabbed her hand and rushed downstairs.

As soon as they walked out of the room, five men with guns met the two of them in the narrow stairwell, and a fierce battle began.

Chen Yan pushed Mi Yuyan back into the room and told her to lock the door. The vase fragments he picked up before played a great role at this time. While the man approaching him was not paying attention, he cut the other's carotid artery with a knife.

Mi Yuyan, who was hiding in the room, was trembling with fear. When she heard the gunshots in the corridor, she gritted her teeth, found the kitchen knife for cooking and rushed out.

Outside the alley.

Adjutant Chen sat in the car, paying close attention to every move in the alley.

The young police officer was half squatting and massaging his legs, with a flattering smile on his face, "Master, when are we going to rush in?"

He didn't really want to ask, but his legs really couldn't squat any longer. He had been guarding here since last night, and saw the people from that organization going in and out several times to ambush the people they wanted to catch.

Adjutant Chen rolled his eyes at him impatiently, "Mind your business, so talkative."

"Yes." The young police officer quietly sat down when he wasn't paying attention.

The thirteenth gunshot rang out, and Adjutant Chen pushed open the car door and rushed out. The young police officer was so scared that he suddenly bumped into the leather seat of the car, and then quickly followed him out.

Adjutant Chen arrived just in time. Mi Yuyan and Chen Yan were both injured, and Chen Yan also killed three of the five people.

Relying on his excellent combat experience, Adjutant Chen shot the remaining two people to death with a few shots.

"Did Meng Liangchao send you here?" Chen Yan covered his arm that was shot and firmly protected Mi Yuyan behind him. Looking closely, his right leg was also shot and bleeding.

"The young general sent us to rescue you." Adjutant Chen raised his eyebrows, "The car is outside."

"What if we don't follow you?" Mi Yuyan stared with big eyes and bluffed.

"Tonight, the second wave of assassins will find you soon. If you don't die, there will be a third and fourth batch, anyway, until you die." Adjutant Chen snapped his fingers, "Then you can only pray for your own good luck."

"The organization will not be so heartless." Mi Yuyan stood up and refuted him.

"You are too young." Adjutant Chen shook his head and waited for them to make a choice.

Chen Yan weighed it in his mind, held Mi Yuyan's wrist, and walked out of the alley.

Meng's mansion.

"It's nice to see you again." Meng Liangchao motioned for the two of them to take a seat. The sumptuous meal had been prepared for them.

"We..." Chen Yan pinched Mi Yuyan's hand, and Mi Yuyan had to swallow the three words "unhappy" in her mouth.

Meng Liangchao caught this little interaction between the two of them, raised his lips, and looked to the side.

"Even if someone in the organization wants to kill me, I will never betray them. You, don't even think about getting any useful information from me. As for her, a female college student who is still half a year away from graduation, knows nothing." Chen Yan bit his lower lip and sat down despite the pain. Mi Yuyan stood beside him obediently and wiped the sweat from his forehead, her eyes full of heartache.

"The doctor treated your injury last time, why are you injured again this time?" Meng Liangchao saw the injuries on his left hand and right leg with his sharp eyes.

Chen Yan half lowered his head, a little surprised that he was not angered by his uncooperative attitude but asked about his injuries instead, thinking about his intentions.

"Although we had a grudge before, I saved both of you, and now we are even." Meng Liangchao gave a look to Adjutant Chen, and Adjutant Chen immediately took out the Tongchuan documents that had been prepared long ago.

"It's even?" Chen Yan laughed disdainfully, "I've tried to kill your father time and again. Will you let me go so easily?"

"Why don't you take a look first before you talk?" Meng Liangchao fiddled with his lighter, confident that the two of them would like the gift he prepared.

Adjutant Sun handed the customs document to Mi Yuyan and rolled his eyes, "Take a look. What kind of people are they? They take my kindness for granted."

"I don't believe that Master Meng Xiaojun is so kind." Chen Yan pulled it over, and the huge words "customs document" made him blink his eyelashes involuntarily.

Mi Yuyan was also very excited. The current situation is chaotic, and many warlords have divided their own territory. If you want to go somewhere, you have to get a customs document from somewhere. The place they had imagined before was Sichuan. At this time, the assassination organization there had long been evacuated, student patriotic movements were frequent, and warlord autonomy was shaky. It was a good place for them to continue to show their skills.

"Do you believe my kindness now?" Meng Liangchao flicked the lighter, and a bright blue flame ignited.

"What do you need us to do?" Chen Yan didn't believe there was a free lunch in this world.

Meng Liangchao quickly closed the lighter and said seriously: "Nothing is needed, just you live well."

"Is my life so important?" Chen Yan asked him back.

"Yes." Meng Liangchao nodded solemnly.

"How important is it?" Chen Yan laughed out of character.

"The country needs you, the people need you. One day in the future, maybe I will need you too." Meng Liangchao stood up from his seat and put the lighter in his hand as he passed by him. "Everything you believed in before has been overturned, but in Sichuan, you will find your new faith."

"Are you so sure?" The lighter in Chen Yan's hand was still warm.

Meng Liangchao turned around and looked at him, and said with certainty: "I, Meng Liangchao, never do anything against my will."

"I, Chen Yan, accept your kindness." Chen Yan put the lighter in his pocket, picked up the food with his uninjured right hand and ate it in big mouthfuls.

(End of this chapter)