Jiang Qiao smiled faintly, "I have a way to protect myself, Uncle. I won't drive close to them. I'll keep my distance and only let the engine make noise so they'll realize someone's coming. Only by attracting their attention can you get closer to them."
Don't worry, I'm afraid of dying too. I don't want to lose my life here; I still have to go back for my exams.
What could Gu Zhengkai say? Because what Jiang Qiao did was the right thing to do. He ruffled Jiang Qiao's hair and said, "Girl, be careful. We need to get back alive. Let's go!"
Seeing everyone disperse and disappear into the bushes, Jiang Qiao got into the car. The roar of the engine was particularly loud in the quiet night, especially the headlights, which could be seen from afar.
Jiang Qiao turned off the lights halfway through the drive and slowly inch her way in.
She wasn't in a hurry; there were people who were even more anxious than her at that moment.
"Damn it, what's going on? Why aren't they here yet?"
Milan was anxious. This was her first time carrying out a mission as a team leader, and she had already been exposed. With no other choice, she had to resort to this method. She didn't know if the enemy would take the bait. If more people could come, the pressure on the other side would be greatly reduced.
"It's here, listen, there's a sound."
Milan was now troubled again. "Wait a minute, our backup should have arrived by now, why haven't we heard any movement?"
No sooner had she finished speaking than a burst of gunfire erupted in the distance. Jiang Qiao heard it too, and because she did, she stepped on the gas, instantly increasing the car's speed.
Those who were planning the ambush didn't expect the car to drive so fast. By the time Jiang Qiao rushed over, they only had time to fire a few shots before the men jumped out from their hiding places and started firing at the truck.
"That's not right, why isn't anything happening?"
"Not all of them are brainless," someone suddenly said with a puzzled look.
But before his companion could answer him, a barrage of gunfire erupted behind them.
Jiang Qiao didn't have time to waste with them. She jumped out of the car and ran straight up the hillside. Saving lives was the priority.
Unfortunately, before Jiang Qiao could run very far, she heard a woman's shout, "Don't move, hands up!"
Jiang Qiao obediently raised her hand and examined the person in front of her by the moonlight. It was indeed a woman, and a beautiful one at that. The other woman was pointing a gun at her.
Seeing the woman's appearance, Jiang Qiao suddenly remembered what Pan Yunqiang and the others had said back then.
"You, you're that art teacher?"
Milan snorted coldly, "Little girl, you do have some sense. What, are you here to save your brother?"
Jiang Qiao raised her hand, tilted her head, and looked at the other person. "Of course, otherwise why would I come here? What did you do to him?"
Milan snorted. "With you in my hands, whether I keep those people or not doesn't really matter. Come with me—"
This time, Jiang Qiao was furious. "You killed them?"
"Stop talking nonsense. I don't want to waste those bullets. You'd better cooperate with me, or I'll take their lives with one shot."
Jiang Qiao was relieved to see that no one was hurt. As for Milan, who was following behind her, she felt a sense of satisfaction as she listened to the gunshots below.
"Well, did you hear that? We've wiped out all the people you brought. Doesn't that sound amazing?"
Jiang Qiao thought to herself that this woman was probably either blind or deaf. The gunshots were clearly different, yet she hadn't noticed. She wondered how those Japanese soldiers trained their men. But then she thought about it and realized that the Japanese had long since left. Even if they had trained them, the training would have gone through several rounds of hands. As for how skilled they were, that was about it.
"Team leader, team leader, something terrible has happened—"
Milan was momentarily distracted and tried to turn to look at the person who had come to report. In that critical moment, Jiang Qiao reacted, his knife flashing like lightning as he slashed at Milan's arm holding the gun.
With a sharp pain in her arm, Milan couldn't hold onto the gun anymore. Jiang Qiao seized the opportunity, snatched the gun from her, and fired a shot at the person running towards them from a distance.
Then the gun was pointed at Milan again. In the blink of an eye, the gun in her hand was in Jiang Qiao's hand. Milan was a little confused. What was going on? When did this brat get a knife?
"you--"
This time, Jiang Qiao snorted coldly, "Stop with yours and mine, now it's my turn to speak, behave yourself."
Just when Milan thought Jiang Qiao wouldn't do anything else, the gun in Jiang Qiao's hand fired again, and Milan staggered and fell to the ground.
"If we had known, we should have killed you sooner."
Jiang Qiao's eyes flashed. "You know me? When did you find out about me? How did you learn about me?"
Milan completely played dead at this point, not saying a word, just glaring angrily at Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao didn't think that just pointing a gun at Milan would make the woman behave. The gun in his hand fired repeatedly, and Milan was shot in the arm and leg.
Milan lay on the ground groaning in pain. She never dreamed that Jiang Qiao would do such a thing. She had still had a glimmer of hope, but now it was completely over.
Jiang Qiao put away the gun, took the knife, and held it to Milan's neck. She began to search Milan from head to toe, inside and out, not even missing any jewelry. She even checked Milan's shoes and looked at what she found in her bag.
Jiang Qiao smiled smugly, "What, you're not convinced? It's my fault for not knowing how to fire a gun. It went off accidentally. There's nothing I can do about it. Please forgive me. I promise I'll practice more in the future."
Jiang Qiao looked at Milan again. "By the way, what did you mean by what you just said? Did someone mention me to you?"
Milan simply turned her head away from Jiang Qiao. At this moment, Jiang Qiao was also thinking about why Milan would say such a thing. There must be some basis for it. In other words, someone must have mentioned her to her.
And it was also a warning to Milan to be careful of her, Ugly Narcissus? Jiang Qiao thought it was unlikely. At most, Ugly Narcissus was just a gofer and outsider for these people. She didn't think Ugly Narcissus would have that kind of brain.
Besides, she was just throwing a tantrum back then; it wasn't enough to make this woman say such things.
Who exactly is it? Jiang Qiao couldn't figure it out, but she wasn't in a hurry. She would have to interrogate this woman sooner or later, and then she would naturally find out who was behind it all.
Milan felt cold all over her body, and she was worried that she might bleed to death.
"You, you quickly bandage me up."
Jiang Qiao couldn't be bothered to bandage the woman in front of him. The wound hadn't even penetrated the flesh, so the little bit of blood was nothing. Did she really think he was completely clueless?
"Hehe, you'd better bear with it. Once our people arrive, you'll be saved. But it's hard to say. Maybe by the time they arrive, you'll be dead too. Before you die, if there's anything you want to say, I'll pass on a message to you. It's free."
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