"Received!" Ah Heng, who was squatting downstairs, made a gesture of circling his index and middle fingers together to indicate that he was surrounded. In an instant, he nimbly leaped onto the wall and began to climb the rope by hand.
Walking along a wall in a straight line is much faster than walking up stairs.
The other plainclothes officers split into two groups: one rushed into the building, and the other guarded all the exits.
Sure enough, not long after, Ah Heng spotted a person carrying a bag running down the stairs outside the window.
Although the man did not appear to have any blood on his body, he suddenly sensed someone rushing up from downstairs, and instinctively grabbed his shoulder and rushed in another direction.
Ah Heng suddenly leaped through the window, his attack extremely ruthless, and kicked him in the shoulder.
The other person sensed the wind behind their head with lightning speed, dodged it, and swung the knife in their hand directly at Ah Heng's neck!
Aheng deftly parried and twisted the opponent's wrist, knocking the dagger away. He chuckled, "Tsk, this trick... looks like we were once in the same boat!"
The man silently drew his weapon, then pulled out a dagger and stabbed her in the lower abdomen.
The two engaged in a fierce fight.
...
At the hospital, Rong Zhaonan nimbly climbed up the wall using the rappelling rope.
He quickly returned to the eighth-floor window and flipped himself back inside.
Ye Dong's eyes were glazed over, and he curled up in Chen Chen's arms, clinging tightly to Chen Chen's neck.
Just like when she was thrown out of the window, Rong Zhaonan's bullet grazed her face, hitting her instead of the enemy who was attacking her.
Chen Chen, with some patience but little patience, grabbed her by the collar, trying to tear her off while simultaneously trying to comfort her—
"Hey Ye Dong, you're not dead yet! You're still the granddaughter of the Ye family. Forget about Old Master Ye's generation, you grew up in the Martial Arts Academy. How can you act like such a coward! What kind of person are you!"
Ye Yuan, enduring the pain in his back, tried to lean closer and gently coaxed, "Dongdong, it's alright, everything is alright, you're safe now."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but say to Chen Chen, "Couldn't you have been a little less rude? Dongdong is just a young girl, she was terrified just now, how could Zhao Nan point a gun at her like that..."
Ning Yuan stood to the side with her arms crossed over her chest, rolling her eyes.
Rong Zhaonan narrowed his eyes, then suddenly strode forward and shoved Ye Yuan aside without holding back.
Ye Yuan, a frail scholar, could hardly withstand such a powerful push from him. He was pulled half a step away and crashed onto the cabinet.
He bumped into the spot where Ning Yuan had kicked him, and the pain made him groan, his face contorted in agony, "Ah—!"
Ning Yuan couldn't help but curl her lips into a gloating smile: "Oh ho, serves him right."
Tsk, being treated like this by your "beloved" must be very upsetting, right?
Compared to Ye Dong being instigated to like Rong Zhaonan, she felt that Ye Yuan's obsessive desire to keep Rong Zhaonan in the Ye family forever was more like his own "liking" of Rong Zhaonan and being jealous of her, the "third party".
It's really inexplicable.
But the next moment, Ye Dong's sudden scream of fear startled Ning Yuan and Ye Yuan, and they both looked over.
It turned out that Rong Zhaonan had simply raised his hand and pressed on the pressure points on both of Ye Dong's arms to numb them.
He practices Taoist martial arts and has a deep understanding of acupoints in the human body.
Ning Yuan was also frequently pinched on pressure points by him, but most of the time it was done with a touch of fun and gentleness.
But he showed no mercy to Ye Dong, just as he had to Ye Yuan.
Ye Dong felt both pain and numbness, and cried out, then released his grip on Chen Chen's neck.
Before she could react, Rong Zhaonan grabbed her by the collar, swiftly and lightly lifted her towards the window, and then tossed her aside in one smooth motion.
"Aaaaaaahh ...
Ye Dong's scream instantly resounded through the sky.
She was thrown out of the window by Rong Zhaonan and hung there, swaying in mid-air like an object.
The only thing that supported her from falling from the eighth floor was Rong Zhaonan's arm, which was holding her wrist.
Ye Yuan screamed in terror, "Rong Zhaonan, are you insane! Are you trying to kill someone?!"
Not to mention him, even Ning Yuan was startled: "Rong Zhaonan, what are you doing!"
Although Chen Chen was also startled, he quickly grabbed Ye Yuan by the back of his collar and shoved him aside, saying, "Don't go over there!"
He also stopped Ning Yuan by the way.
No matter what the captain does, he must have his reasons, even if it means throwing the Ye family's granddaughter out of the eighth-floor window.
Chen Chen firmly believed this.
"Aaaaaah—pull me up—don't kill me—Brother Zhaonan—!!!"
Ye Dong screamed and cried, desperately trying to grab Rong Zhaonan's arm.
She hadn't recovered from the shock of almost being shot in the head and falling to her death last time, and now she was being thrown out of an eighth-floor window again, hanging in mid-air.
Especially that person, who was actually the one she thought was least likely to hurt her.
The shock and extreme fear made her wet herself.
Rong Zhaonan, however, lifted her up with one hand, leaned against the windowsill, and asked indifferently from above, "Weren't you just bored and liked to threaten people by jumping off buildings? Weren't you scared and couldn't come to your senses? Now you can wake up and clear your head, isn't that good?"
"I'm awake—I'm awake—I'll never do it again—Brother Zhaonan—pull me up, please!" Ye Dong screamed in terror.
She tried to struggle up, but her thin legs couldn't even grip the wall, causing her frail body to sway precariously in mid-air, making the situation even more dangerous.
Rong Zhaonan glanced at her and suddenly asked gently, "Now that you're clear-headed, shall we have a proper talk?"
Ye Dong cried and screamed, "Brother Zhaonan, I don't want to...don't talk like this!"
The feeling of being suspended in mid-air is terrifying!
Rong Zhaonan ignored her refusal and calmly asked, "Ye Dong, Aunt He Su is very good to you, right? What has she taught you?"
Ye Dong froze, looking fearfully into Rong Zhaonan's deep, dark eyes, a chill creeping into his heart in an instant.
He found out! He found out she was secretly in contact with He Su?!
She instinctively flinched, "I didn't talk to Aunt He Su about anything... Ahhh—!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Rong Zhaonan let go of her hand.
Ye Dong screamed in terror, clinging tightly to his arm with both hands, tears and snot streaming down her face.
She didn't want to die, she didn't!
"Ahhh—I was wrong, I was wrong, I called her, and she called me too—Brother Zhaonan—I was wrong, I didn't mean to, I just didn't know what to do!"
Rong Zhaonan tightened his grip slightly and said gently, "Well, then take your time to recall. There's no rush. The view outside this window is beautiful."
His voice was so gentle and calm that it was as if he wasn't throwing her out of the eighth-floor window, but rather having a friendly chat at the dinner table.
But in his dark and cold eyes, there was not a trace of pity or gentleness, only coldness.
This extreme contrast made Ye Dong tremble with fear beyond measure.
This was the first time Ye Dong had seen the terrifying side of Rong Zhaonan, the "Tai Sui" (a powerful and ruthless figure in Chinese mythology). This was not the Zhaonan she remembered as the gentlest and most affectionate towards her!
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