Chapter 67 You're going to kill me?

Chapter 67

Wen Yining instinctively closed her eyes and covered her head, feeling like she was a piece of clothing being tumbled in a washing machine, her body flipped upside down. Before she could react, the car started to overturn again, and she was thrown over and landed heavily on someone.

These princelings are all crazy!

The car flipped over several times before finally stabilizing. Luckily, the wheels were on the ground, but the bottom of the car was stuck on the slope, with the two front wheels dangling in the air.

Fortunately, the car's fuel tank and windows were all specially made. Although the three people were a bit jolted, they were unharmed. Otherwise, such a collision could have caused a fire or even an explosion.

The two were more agile than Wen Yining. As soon as the car stopped, they regained control of their bodies. Old Zhou in the front seat immediately opened the car door, got out, and looked around. He saw that the surroundings were full of weeds, and not far away, a car was overturned, and the people inside were motionless, their fate unknown.

Old Zhou quickly ran to the car behind.

The people in the back row quickly got out of the car as well. When they saw the car, their faces turned extremely ugly. They didn't even bother to check on Wen Yining's condition and immediately ran towards the car.

No matter whose fault it is, if that guy makes even the slightest mistake with them, they're finished!

Wen Yining was in pain all over from the impact, and her head was spinning. She shook her head and looked back. In the tall, windswept weeds, she could only see the two figures running. She opened the car door and got out, but her legs gave way and she fell into the dry, yellow grass.

The two rushed to the car, one after the other. Suddenly, there was movement inside. The car slammed against the weight and made a loud thud before landing on the ground. The passenger door was opened, and the two hurriedly pulled the handle from the outside to help Li Changjing.

The car door opened, and the first thing the two saw was not a person, but a dark gun barrel, held in a pale, blood-soaked hand, pointed at them, with the sharp eyes of the person holding the gun behind them.

The two men froze, their outstretched hands instantly freezing in mid-air, too afraid to move an inch. Old Zhou, at the front, stared at the gun barrel, his mind racing for half a second between grabbing the gun or surrendering. Grabbing the gun now would be dangerous, after all, this young master was crazy enough to do anything, and might actually shoot. Moreover, he was ruthless enough to be carrying live ammunition, not blanks. He could only lower his guard first, wait until the young master got out of the car, and then seize the gun when the opportunity arose.

Years of experience allowed the two to make an immediate judgment, raising their hands and taking two steps back as he gestured.

Old Zhou: "Mr. Li, don't worry, we definitely won't get away. Put the gun down first. It's too dangerous in the car. You'd better get out and let's stay away from the car."

The two worked together seamlessly. Old Zhou was responsible for calming Li Changjing down, diverting his attention, and stalling for time until reinforcements arrived. The man behind Old Zhou kept a sharp eye on Li Changjing's hand, ready to seize the gun at any moment after he got out of the car.

Once he gets out of the car, the two men will have a chance to seize the gun; once he puts down the gun, the two men have plenty of ways to subdue him.

The black gun barrel slowly moved downwards, a hint of relaxation in his expression. The two suppressed the joy in their eyes and dared not make any rash moves, for fear of arousing his vigilance and ruining his hard-won relaxation.

Although the gun was pointed downwards, Li Changjing held it steadily, blood dripping down the black stock. He expressionlessly shook the gun to signal them to take a few more steps back.

The two men couldn't understand his meaning, guessing that Li Changjing was tempted and was preparing to get off the bus, but was worried about them, so he asked them to step back.

Old Zhou glanced at the drooping gun barrel, and while slowly backing away, he raised his hands and continued to try to reassure Li Changjing, "Don't you want to go down and check on Miss Wen? Don't worry, the car is already in such a state that it can't be driven up. We can't take Miss Wen away. Besides, there's a national highway right next to us. It would be troublesome if someone saw you holding a gun."

The man behind Lao Zhou kept his eyes fixed on Li Changjing's drooping gun barrel while subtly shifting to the side.

The two men took two steps back when they suddenly heard Li Changjing say, "That's enough, stop now."

The two were startled and immediately sensed something was wrong. Before they could react, they suddenly heard two loud "bangs!"

The two screamed in agony, clutching their blood-soaked calves as they collapsed to the ground.

It turns out that his lowered gun wasn't due to a lapse in concentration, but rather because he had intended to shoot them in the calves from the start; he had no intention of letting them go.

After the two men fell to the ground, Li Changjing kicked open the half-open car door and got out, striding forward without even glancing at them as he held his gun.

Now that's bad. They were shot in the calves and can barely walk on their own, let alone carry Wen Yining.

After getting up, Wen Yining ran a few steps before stopping. She saw everything and guessed that Li Changjing was pointing a gun at them when she saw the two men raising their hands. Then she heard a gunshot, and the two men fell to the ground. She then saw Li Changjing stride across the dry grass and walk towards her.

Wen Yining stared at Li Changjing, trembling all over. This was the first time she had ever seen Li Changjing like this. He seemed extremely calm, but this calmness was also like a calmness that had gone to the extreme of madness.

Li Changjing strode quickly, the hem of his coat slightly lifting with each movement. He was about to reach her when he got closer and the withered grass no longer obscured his view. Wen Yining could see that his arm was hanging down close to his coat, and he was tightly gripping a gun in his hand. He exuded a ruthless aura and was about to walk up to her with the gun in his hand.

Wen Yining's breathing trembled, her whole body was tense to the extreme, and she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands, but she still stood there without moving.

As they drew closer, Wen Yining gripped his hand tighter, her fingers turning white, but he acted as if he didn't see her, walking straight past her and striding to the front of the car.

They brushed past each other and then moved away. Wen Yining's tense heart relaxed halfway, but then tightened again as she turned to look at him.

Li Changjing opened the front door, found the car keys, and fired a shot at them. Shards flew and grazed his cheek, instantly leaving a bloody mark on his porcelain-white face, which then bled, adding a touch of ruthlessness to his cold expression.

With both people and cars destroyed, there was no way to escape. Meanwhile, Yue Feng and his team were on their way, eliminating all potential hazards. Only then did Li Changjing turn to look at Wen Yining, his usually ruthless yet calm eyes now brimming with overwhelming emotions.

Wen Yining's eyes were red, and she stood motionless at the back of the car, calmly watching Li Changjing stride towards her.

Her arm was gripped tightly, with a force that seemed to be trying to crush her bones. Filled with anger and hatred, Wen Yining was dragged away by Li Changjing without any mercy. He used all his strength to slam her back onto the car, and Wen Yining felt a sharp pain in her back.

Immediately, the sun's heat intensified, and Li Changjing, gripping his gun, pressed the muzzle hard against Wen Yining's temple.

The still-warm muzzle of the gun, wet with the sticky blood from his hands, trickled down her fair cheek, leaving a long, bright red trail near her ear.

Wen Yining froze for a moment in disbelief, but regained her composure, showing no fear of the gun barrel on her temple, and looked at Li Changjing with red eyes.

Li Changjing's eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Wen Yining with his gun raised, his emotions churning. He whispered, each word a painful and hateful accusation: "Wen Yining, you lied to me! You lied to me again!"

Hearing his words, Wen Yining's eyes suddenly welled up with tears, but she quickly suppressed them. "Yes!"

With tears streaming down her face, she shouted, "I lied to you! I've always hated you! I never even considered marrying you. My promise to spend this year with you was just a delaying tactic!"

The gun on his forehead was trembling. Li Changjing stared into Wen Yining's eyes, and the color drained from his face in an instant.

Wen Yining felt a sharp pain in the back of her head as Li Changjing pressed her against the glass, rendering her unable to move. The gun barrel pressed even harder against her temple, Li Changjing's eyes were bloodshot, and he was acting like a madman. "Hate me? Wen Yining! Do you think I don't hate you?! I'll just kill you first and then kill myself! That way, it'll all be over!"

Wen Yining felt her blood rush to her head, and for a moment she felt she really wanted to die right there.

Undeterred, she roared at Li Changjing, "Then shoot! Shoot me and kill me!"

Li Changjing stared intently at her, and Wen Yining also glared back at him. Both of them had red eyes and were at the peak of their emotions, neither willing to give in.

After a few seconds of eye contact, the madness in Li Changjing's eyes slowly faded, replaced by an extreme coldness and gloom.

He suddenly released Wen Yining, lowered his eyes, gripped the gun with both hands, opened the slide to chamber the round, then raised his hands again, placed his finger on the trigger, and pointed it expressionlessly at Wen Yining's forehead.

He taught her how to use a gun a long time ago, but back then it was a fake one. Now this one is real. Wen Yining remembered the steps very clearly. He hadn't chambered the gun when he pointed it at her earlier, so the bullets wouldn't fire. But now, with these steps, as long as he pulled the trigger, she would surely die.

Wen Yining stared intently at Li Changjing without any fear, as if the gun wasn't pointed at her.

That's it, might as well just die.

After treating their wounds and giving their report, the two injured men watched from a distance without daring to approach. They had a new understanding of Li Changjing's ruthlessness and knew that if they continued to stop him, he would really shoot. There was no need to risk their lives for a mission that could be done again next time. But they saw that he was actually going to shoot at the people who were chasing after him recklessly.

The two exchanged a glance and, dragging their injured legs, rushed over in great anxiety.

Li Changjing's bloodied finger on the trigger moved, slowly pressing down. He stared at Wen Yining, his eyes filled with an extreme coldness. The black trigger was pressed down further and further by Li Changjing's force, the muzzle pointing straight at her forehead, and then the trigger was pulled all the way down.

He actually fired the gun.

"Bang!"

With a bang, the world fell silent for a moment.

Wen Yining subconsciously closed her eyes. It is said that before a person dies, their mind will play out the unforgettable people and events of their life like a revolving lantern.

She thought, "It's a lie." In that instant, all her attention was focused on the gunshot, and she didn't have time to think about anything else.

After the gunshot, nothing happened.

He clearly fired the gun, so why didn't she die? The reason is that he used up all five bullets in his gun; there were no bullets left.

Wen Yining opened her eyes. Even though she was prepared to die, her body still felt a physiological fear. She couldn't stop trembling, and tears streamed down her face.

Li Changjing lowered his hand, took a few steps back weakly, and the gun in his hand slipped from his grip and fell to the ground with a thud. He looked at Wen Yining, his eyes red as if they were about to bleed, and then tears slid down his cheeks.

Wen Yining stared blankly at Li Changjing's tears, watching him cry.

The two looked at each other, their faces covered in tears.

Only the last orange hue of the setting sun remained on the horizon; half of the sun had already sunk below the horizon. The desolate grass and lake were shrouded in twilight, and the waist-high withered grass swayed slightly in the evening breeze.

Tears streamed down Li Changjing's face. His voice was hoarse as he looked at Wen Yining and whispered, "Please don't leave me."

Wen Yining's hardened heart crumbled in that instant. She bent over, tears streaming down her face, looking at Li Changjing. For a moment, she didn't know whether the pain of being shot or hearing those words would be worse.

"I'm sorry." Tears streamed down Li Changjing's face, washing away the blood. "It's not your fault, it's my fault. It's my fault for being so bad, for having such a bad personality, for being so pretentious, for being so arrogant. It was wrong of me not to let you feel my love, which is why you didn't believe I would willingly give up all of this. But in my heart, you are the most important, more important than anything else."

Li Changjing lowered his head, a tear sliding down his nose. He picked up the gun, took out bullets from his trench coat pocket, and loaded them one by one. "I probably couldn't let go from the first moment I saw you. There's only one way to make me let go: you have to die. Unless I die, you can leave."

Wen Yining watched as Li Changjing loaded the bullets, closed the gun, released the safety, placed the blood-stained gun in her hand, forcibly gripped her hand, and then pointed the gun at himself. He smiled and said, "Ningning, I taught you how to shoot."

"Kill me."