Chapter 62 Take your filthy hands off!
Kolov also struck first, throwing a punch at his face. The wind from the punch ruffled his hair, but Gu Qingci dodged it by bending down.
It was indeed faster than Alexander's.
But he can also avoid it.
This time, Gu Qingci had no intention of backing down. After he made his move, she took the initiative to attack, kicking his right foot repeatedly with increasing force.
Kolov frowned, his fists clenched, and his footwork weakened.
The two remained deadlocked for over twenty minutes.
With one last kick, Gu Qingci used all her strength to strike Kolov's right leg. Kolov felt a sharp pain from the kick and punched Gu Qingci hard in the face with her right fist and in the abdomen with her left fist.
Gu Qingci was focused on his leg, as if he wanted to break it, and didn't notice him throwing a punch, taking two punches each to his face and abdomen.
The impact caused him to immediately turn his head to the side, his mouth filled with the taste of blood, and he spat out a little blood.
Kolov tried to appear calm, but in reality, the bones in his legs were already on the verge of breaking from the kicks.
He held his head high, a flicker of pain crossing his face, and said sarcastically, "You're really bad!"
With this level of skill, how dare they bomb his armory?
You still dare to compete with him for Ji Wanwan?
"I won't say who's bad." Gu Qingci didn't believe his leg was alright; he was just being stubborn...
At least it avenged Ji Wanwan.
Those two punches were worth it.
"Since you blew up my armory, I'll blew up this place too."
"You dare?" Gu Qingci looked up at him.
"Why don't you try and see?"
After saying that, Kolov stepped into the helicopter, his steps unsteady, his leather shoes making no sound as they stepped on the gangway.
As soon as I went in, I collapsed onto the sofa.
Kolov felt like his shinbone was about to shatter from the continuous, intense kicks to his right leg.
This proves how much effort Gu Qingci used.
Alexander immediately grabbed a first-aid kit, pulled up his trouser leg, and the wound was shocking; warm blood flowed down his strong calf.
The pain caused him to groan, and a few beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Alexander quickly treated him, applying medicine and bandaging him.
"Damn it!" Kolov slammed his fist on the table.
"Blow this place up, leave no one alive!"
They dared to bomb his armory and steal his woman; they should have known what the consequences would be.
Alexander sighed inwardly, thinking, "Of all people to mess with, why did I have to provoke this devil?"
He then went to the driver's seat and told Ananda, "Blow it up."
“Okay.” Ananda picked up the walkie-talkie and notified the other bodyguards: “Blow it up.”
At that moment, Ananda placed his fingertip on the switch button, and a hurried voice came from the walkie-talkie in front of him.
"Miss Ji seems to be down there..."
Ananda paused for a moment, then realized what was happening.
He quickly withdrew his hand. If he blew up the whole place, wouldn't Ji Wanwan die here too?
Kolov will have to kill him then...
He immediately shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Don't blow it up, wait a bit."
Ananda swallowed hard, her heart pounding with panic. If she were really here, Kolov would go crazy again.
Alexander, who was about to go back, stopped when he heard the walkie-talkie and quickly picked it up.
"Where did you meet him?"
The answer from the other end was truthful: "There's a helipad behind the villa."
Both of them broke out in a cold sweat. How could Ji Wanwan, who should have been at the manor, have ended up here?
"First, get the person under control."
Alexander said to Ananda, "Go there now."
Then he sighed; it was another day of overwhelming pressure.
Alexander rushed in, his voice panicked: "Young Master, Miss Ji is downstairs, should we still blow it up...?"
Kolov, who had been resting with his eyes closed, immediately opened them upon hearing this. Seeing Gu Qingci, he was already irritated, but now his expression became even more sinister and terrifying.
"She's down there?" he asked sarcastically, as if he'd heard a joke.
No wonder Gu Qingci appeared here, and even deliberately provoked him.
It turns out that everything was premeditated.
She ran away again!
Ji Wanwan wanted to leave her again!
And it was with Gu Qingci again.
Is it already starting to get restless again after only a month?
As expected, my legs will be ruined.
Kolov endured the stinging pain in his leg and stood up; the helicopter door was already open for him.
The night wind was biting, and even Kolov's meticulously styled hair was now disheveled by the gale.
Ananda piloted the plane towards Ji Wanwan's direction.
Dmitry was trying to avoid the red beams of light when a plane happened to sweep past him, attracting all the helicopters.
All he could do now was keep running toward the plane, ignoring the menacing gazes above.
They fired at Dmitry, but the shots all hit his feet, blocking his escape route.
They dared not hurt anyone without Kolov's permission.
Dmitri had to keep going around Ji Wanwan while carrying her, which made it take a long time to cover a very short distance.
Ji Wanwan felt a chill run through her body and her gaze became vacant as Dmitri led her forward.
A blast of cold wind rushed into her clothes, and she couldn't tell if she was shivering from the cold or from fear...
When she looked up, the pale blue pupil in the distant night sky was unusually bright, and she noticed it at a glance.
That familiar feeling of suffocation.
Kolov found her...
Meanwhile, Kolov, standing on the helicopter, fixed his gaze on Ji Wanwan's right leg. He was the one who changed the dressing; how could he not know?
Kolov punched the iron gate; how dare she let another woman's man hug her!
The helicopter quickly landed on an open space. Kolov, still exuding nobility, slowly stepped down and looked at Ji Wanwan, who was less than a hundred meters away.
His voice was both irritable and playful: "Ji Wanwan, if you dare to run, I'll kill him!"
Kolov snatched the pistol from Alexander's hand, pulled the trigger, and pointed the gun directly at Dmitry's head.
Ji Wanwan looked back, her heart skipped a beat. How could they have found her so quickly?
Is it really impossible for them to escape his grasp?
As Kolov slowly pulled the trigger, she anxiously shook Dmitri's arm, her voice choked with sobs: "Put me down, he'll kill you."
The gun was pointed at his head. If Kolov fired, he would be dead. How was she going to explain that to Katya?
Demetriton stopped in his tracks. The plane was right in front of him; he was just one step away from taking Ji Wanwan away.
His heart sank, and he glanced behind him out of the corner of his eye before turning back helplessly.
"I didn't expect you to catch up so quickly..."
Kolov stared intently at Dmitri's hand holding Ji Wanwan, his aura suddenly dropping, his knuckles clenching until they turned white, and the veins on his forehead bulging.
"Get your filthy hands off me!" Kolov growled, his furious voice ringing out clearly in the quiet night.
Ji Wanwan shuddered involuntarily and quickly tried to get off Dmitri.
A sharp pain shot through her as her left leg touched the ground, causing her face to contort in agony. She quickly lifted her foot, pinching a small puncture mark on his arm with her fingers.
They were afraid of too much physical contact.
Kolov pointed his gun at Ji Wanwan: "Wanwan, come here!"
His voice was deep and commanding, leaving no room for argument.
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