The expected pain did not come.

Amidst the commotion, Yu Chengyun seemed to sense a gentle breeze passing behind him. The next moment, the sharp, piercing sound of the wind suddenly stopped.

Yu Chengyun's heart stirred, and he loosened his grip on Pei Ling slightly, turning his head to look behind him.

Then I saw a vaguely familiar face.

It's Qin Sheng.

Yu Chengyun's heart stirred, and he lowered his eyes to look at her hand.

But then they saw the girl's hands, whiter and more flawless than jade, clenched into fists and raised to her sides, probably because she was using a lot of force, as they were clenched very close together.

You can see the slightly taut veins on the back of her hand with the naked eye.

Just as he looked over, the girl slowly let go, and the next moment, after a series of crisp "clanging" sounds, five copper-brown metal objects fell to the ground one after another.

At the same time, it also touched the hearts of Yu Chengyun and Geng Yan.

Yu Chengyun was somewhat better off.

After all, he had not only met Qin Sheng several times, but had also fought with her, and knew just how powerful her seemingly thin and weak body actually was.

But Geng Yan, who had just met Qin Sheng for the first time and whose bullet was blocked by Qin Sheng's bare hands, was not so easily convinced.

He stumbled back several steps in fright, only managing to regain his balance after crashing into a shipping container behind him. He could barely contain his terror: "Who...who are you?!"

Qin Sheng glanced at the hand that exuded a metallic aura, a hint of disdain in her eyes. Hearing this, she looked up and said, "The 'femme fatale's sister you mentioned, um..." Qin Sheng thought for a moment and continued, "femme fatale?"

Fu Jingheng, who had just jumped down from the top of the container, was speechless.

Goodness, he almost twisted his ankle.

So his daughter is this humorous?

Pei Ling was initially facing Geng Yan, but then Yu Chengyun pounced on her and hugged her, turning her completely around.

Not only were people blocked, but their view was also blocked.

Therefore, what you finally see is the bullet flashing past in your peripheral vision.

Just as she was feeling terrified and her hands and feet were turning cold, she heard Qin Sheng's voice the next second.

She snapped back to her senses and easily broke free from Yu Chengyun's embrace.

First, I checked his condition and only felt relieved after confirming that he was indeed alright.

Yu Chengyun was about to say a few words of comfort to her when, just as he raised his hand, the girl who had been holding onto him and looking him over had already walked past him and reached Qin Sheng's side in a few steps.

A pair of exceptionally small hands instinctively tugged at Qin Sheng's sleeve, calling out, "Sister."

It was actually a calm and even voice, no different from usual, but Qin Sheng, who knew her well, immediately detected the lingering panic and... grievance in her voice.

Qin Sheng glanced at Yu Chengyun.

However, she didn't say anything, and immediately turned her gaze to Geng Yan, who was still looking at her in fear.

She lifted her foot.

But before she could move forward, a tall figure blocked her way.

Fu Jingheng pressed down on her forehead, somewhat amused and exasperated, but mostly helpless, and said, "I'll do it."

Without giving her a chance to refuse, he stretched out his long arm and pulled her aside, then turned and went forward after gesturing for Pei Ling to keep an eye on her.

Pei Ling knew that her older sister, who seemed aloof and indifferent to everything, was actually irritable and fierce, and was afraid that she might accidentally kill someone if she lost control.

He immediately grabbed her hand firmly, preventing her from getting closer.

Qin Sheng remained expressionless and did not attempt to break free; only her slightly pursed lips revealed her displeasure.

Yu Chengyun looked left and right, then touched his nose and stood behind Pei Ling.

He realized that as long as Qin Sheng appeared, he would be useless and would have to just be a mascot.

There were three... oh, four people, plus Xia Zitong, who was so shocked she almost had a heart attack and still hadn't recovered.

Under the watchful eyes of the four, Fu Jingheng walked up to Geng Yan in a few steps.

The man had a pair of dark, jade-like eyes and a high, yet not jarring, nose with a perfectly proportioned curve. Only his lips were a pale color, giving him a somewhat sickly appearance.

But because of his unique ink-wash style, one can't help but feel that he has traveled through countless years to arrive here.

Bathed in the soft moonlight, it gained an even more ethereal quality.

His beauty is unparalleled, unmatched in the world.

This man, however, now had a hint of coldness in his eyes. The moment Geng Yan looked back, he raised his hand and grabbed the other man's shoulder.

The movements were very unhurried, but Geng Yan seemed to be under an invisible pressure, unable to even struggle.

He could only watch helplessly as the other person's hands, longer and whiter than jade chopsticks, landed on his shoulders and applied slight pressure.

"Click".

After a crisp cracking sound, Geng Yan felt an intense pain, so severe that it made it difficult for him to breathe, rapidly spread from his shoulder throughout his body, causing his pupils to constrict to their maximum size in that instant.

But before he could even recover, there was another crisp sound.

With a flick of his fingers, Fu Jingheng easily snapped his other shoulder bone.

Then came the arms, fingers, leg bones, kneecaps...

With each inch Fu Jingheng moved his fingers, a crisp cracking sound was heard, and Geng Yan could no longer even cry out in pain for help.

She stared in terror at the man who was so close to her.

He never imagined that someone could do such a brutal thing with such elegance and gentleness!

Even after kneading it once, she turned her gaze away and asked softly, "Is it almost done?"

The tone was calm and gentle, as if it were just an ordinary conversation.

But heaven knows just how intense the pain he was enduring at that moment!

He subconsciously cast a pleading look at Yu Chengyun.

But the other person ignored him, and didn't even glance in his direction.

Geng Yan's heart sank to the bottom.

However, this is not the worst of it.

Just then, a sharp siren blared, unlike the usual approaching siren; the first blare was already right in front of them.

Sure enough, the next moment Geng Yan saw a large group of police officers surrounding him from all directions.

As soon as he appeared, he shouted, "Don't move! Put down your weapons!"

Whether they were from Jiuyuntang or Tianhongmen, they had all stained their hands with blood and had seen all sorts of things. Being surrounded by the police like this was terrible, but it wasn't enough to scare them out of their wits on the spot.

Normally, they wouldn't just lay down their weapons as ordered; they would probably either flee or retaliate immediately.

But the situation is different now.

Nearly ten minutes had passed since the two sides started fighting until Xing Ji'an arrived with his men.

It wasn't a long battle, but given the intensity of the fighting, those ten minutes had already used up about 70-80% of everyone's weapons.

And almost everyone was injured.

And most importantly—neither side's leader is present.

With no leader, the morale of the people from Jiuyun Hall and Tianhong Gate had already weakened considerably.

At this point, it was no longer a question of whether they were willing to surrender, but rather that they were simply powerless to resist!