Several gunshots rang out quickly from behind the gate.

Bang bang bang bang!

Several tranquilizer darts quickly hit Zhou Xingbang.

He screamed in terror, and after struggling for a few moments, he fell into a coma.

Sure enough, there was an ambush.

Si Jin's pupils gradually changed color as she stared intently at the door.

A barrier that isolated him from the outside world spread out around him, quickly enveloping the entire mansion.

The next moment, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the rain fell like knives.

Drop by drop, the perfectly intact Western-style building, along with everyone inside, was completely destroyed beyond recognition.

Blood mixed with rainwater flowed out of the building.

The pale red color was extremely stimulating to Si Jin's vision.

He walked over step by step, slowly pushed open the door, and easily caught the bullet that was hurtling towards him.

It was as if a demon, above life, judged people to death.

The soft, gurgling sound that escaped her lips sent chills down the spines of those who heard it.

Good evening, everyone.

… …

After everything was over, Si Jin put Hirata's head into the gift box.

He carefully tied a pretty bow with a ribbon, then satisfied, stored the box in his mind and prepared to go back.

Just then, the previously quiet Xiao Yao suddenly bristled and jumped up:

[My lord, my lord, my lord, run!]

[Qi Linyuan is in danger. Hirata has sent another group of men to guard his only route back home, lying to him that he has been captured and taken to Fujita Ichi's office, and that he can only send one person to negotiate.]

Qi Linyuan went there alone now!!!

[Fujita Ichiro has set up many ambushes there; Qi Linyuan is going to be in trouble!]

Upon hearing this, Si Jin's expression instantly turned cold.

Before he could even conceal his blue pupils, he immediately slipped away from the dilapidated Western-style building.

After the boy disappeared, the barrier was removed.

Passersby then discovered that a dilapidated building had suddenly appeared, with many dead bodies lying inside.

He immediately screamed and called the police station.

… …

Meanwhile, in Fujita Itsuki's office.

A dozen elite guards held guns, each pointing them at Qi Linyuan's head.

Fujita Itsuki sat leisurely in his office chair, holding a blue-and-white porcelain teacup, glancing sideways at Qi Linyuan standing on the other side of his desk, and slowly spoke:

"Lord Qi, I have already said to release all ships at Wusongkou."

Also, if you commit suicide in front of me, my men will naturally let Pei Sijin go.

But ultimately, it's my opinion, and you still have the right to consider it.

After all, Pei Sijin is just a minor actress. It's fine to keep him as a mistress and treat him as a plaything, but Lord Qi might not be willing to die for him.

So I had to have someone point a gun at you to make a choice, you…”

"I do."

Qi Linyuan picked up the short knife on the table, his determination unwavering:

"I'm willing to die for him."

He had noticed that Si Jin wasn't in the mansion and had asked the guards at the gate. He learned that Si Jin had been taken away by Zhou Xingbang for some time and hadn't brought any guards with him, which is why he agreed to come and negotiate.

However, Fujita broke his promise, and now that countless guns are pointed at him, it is very difficult for him to leave again.

A large, calloused hand slowly raised the hilt of the knife, its mind on Si Jin, its eyes fixed on Fujita Ichi, the man who killed its father.

Fujita Yi slowly sat up straight, feeling that Hirata's decision to arrest Pei Sijin was absolutely correct.

So they watched with great joy as he committed suicide.

Suddenly, the short sword was drawn.

brush--

A flash of cold light, and it sliced ​​across Lin Yi's neck with incredible speed.

The artery was severed, and blood splattered on Qi Linyuan's face, adding a touch of murderous intent to his sharp eyebrows.

If he is destined to die today, then he will certainly drag his enemies down to hell with him!

Fujita Ichi's eyes widened, clearly not expecting Qi Linyuan to dare to attack him directly.

With his hands pressed tightly against his neck, before he breathed his last, he uttered a hoarse voice:

"shooting!"

The next moment, the person, along with the chair, fell to the ground and stopped breathing.

Upon receiving the order, the soldiers immediately opened fire.

The bullet whistled out of the barrel, and Qi Linyuan gripped the knife tightly in his hand, his eyes filled with tears.

Farewell, my dear.

Just as the bullet was only 0.3 meters away from Qi Linyuan, a blue light suddenly flashed and quickly enveloped Qi Linyuan.

They took him away from here.

With Qi Linyuan gone, all the bullets lost their target and rushed forward without resistance.

In an instant, he struck the dozen or so soldiers who had surrounded him.

They all went to the ground.

Those who weren't hit in vital areas were screaming wildly on the ground.

Those struck in vital areas die instantly.

But the death that Qi Linyuan was waiting for never came.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw his boy standing in front of him.

Her pupils were a deep blue, and her smile was gentle.