Chapter Fifty-Six: It Was You All Along
Chapter Fifty-Six: It Was You All Along
Chapter Fifty-Six: It Was You All Along
Arvis heard the mockery in Zhou Ran's voice, silently lowered his head, and had no words to refute it.
He seemed alright before, but what happened after he met his sister-in-law?
In comparison, he was clumsy and stupid, unable to do anything right, and his dejection was palpable.
If Zhou Ran knew what he was thinking, she would definitely laugh and tell him.
Who told him to be so tall and yet say he's short?
Let me show you, you silly child, what the wickedness of the human heart is!
What does it mean to not offend people casually?
Young Master Zhou is petty and wanted revenge on the spot.
It's all because Iarvis has such a sharp tongue, and he just happened to do something I hate the most.
A group of people perished here, and then it became quiet again outside.
The bodyguard breathed a sigh of relief, nestled against the cabinet, looked for something to bandage his wounds, and checked his equipment.
In their minds, Zhou Ran's formidable abilities were elevated to an even higher level.
Sure enough, everyone possesses magical Eastern witchcraft.
Zhou Ran doesn't have time to care about these people right now.
If I knew what they were thinking, I'd definitely roll my eyes and call them idiots.
Just then, the phone rang.
Alvis thought it was his cell phone.
Zhou Ran had already answered the phone.
The voice of Xia Chenggan came from the other end.
"How are you? Are you in danger?"
"Hmm, you were attacked. Just like your previous tactics, you were attacked too?"
"Yes, but with Xiao Jun's people coming to meet us, we're out of danger and on our way."
Someone is blocking our way, and it will probably take some time to get there.
"Find a safe place to hide. This isn't China; there are a lot of crazy people here. Don't act rashly."
Xia Chenggan said this because he was worried that Zhou Ran would disregard everything and go with the other party.
People here disregard the rules, there are many lunatics and weapons, and Zhou Ran has no way to rescue him.
If I act recklessly again and venture into the enemy camp alone, I will definitely get hurt.
"It's okay, I won't show my face for now. I'm lying down and waiting for you to come and save me."
What Zhou Ran said was true; no one was lying flatter than him right now.
It literally means lying flat on the sofa, doing nothing.
"Okay, I'll be there as soon as possible."
“It’s okay if it’s later. Take your time. Or you can have Xia Chengjun come. There’s no danger here.”
Zhou Ran reminded Xia Chenggan that he was a patient.
Xia Chenggan could easily understand what was going on, and he looked at his own legs.
He entered the house again, his movements unchanged, preventing him from rushing to the front even when he was trying to save the damsel in distress.
Xia Chenggan gave him two more instructions: be careful, stay hidden, and don't act rashly.
He reluctantly hung up the phone, instructing the bodyguards to speed things up and double the number of reinforcements.
"We don't have that many people here."
"Aren't there mercenaries? Issue a mission to ensure Zhou Ran's safety."
They're going back to have a wedding.
What would it look like if both grooms got injured?
Xia Chenggan absolutely denied that he was concerned about Zhou Ran's safety.
The time they spent knowing each other was like that of perfectly matched souls.
Sometimes, people with such tacit understanding don't need explanations to know what the other person wants to do.
Although it sounds a bit sentimental, Xia Chenggan just wanted to say that he seemed to have indeed met his soulmate.
Zhou Ran had barely stopped for a moment before launching another attack.
The enemy was clearly well-equipped, and once again started with a barrage of fire.
Then four or five people wearing gas masks and carrying guns walked in.
Zhou Ran brushed the wood chips off her face and continued to lie flat.
The bodyguard looked warily at the group that had burst in, while silently praying that the witchcraft would succeed this time.
This time it didn't disappoint either; four or five people came in and took only a few steps before collapsing to the ground again, convulsing.
They collapsed around the same time as the previous group, with the same symptoms; they stopped breathing soon after.
Zhou Ran heard the sound of something falling to the ground and smiled.
I am grateful to my junior high school physics teacher for his earnest guidance.
Who knew it would come in handy at this moment, becoming a powerful move against the enemy?
He's waiting; it should be soon.
When Alvis saw that he had succeeded again, he almost jumped for joy.
Suddenly remembering Zhou Ran's previous instructions, he silently lay down and kept patting the sofa with both hands to show his excitement.
He originally wanted to say a few words to Zhou Ran and compliment him, but then he saw Zhou Ran with a slightly expectant look in his eyes.
What are you waiting for? Are you waiting for someone?
Sometimes, a fool's intuition is remarkably accurate.
"Yes, we should see him soon."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a shout came from outside.
"I've come to see an old friend. Is it you?"
Hearing the voice, Zhou Ran smiled and said, "They're here."
Without moving, I heard a whooshing sound outside, followed by an explosion. The house began to shake and crumble.
Once everything calmed down, Alvis pushed hard against the board on his body.
Thankfully, his sofa was sturdy enough to form a triangle with the fallen ceiling.
He was in that triangle, and apart from being covered in dust, he wasn't injured at all.
"Pah! Wait till I get here, I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget."
Zhou Ran didn't move. He was lucky; nothing fell on him, and apart from some dirt, he was unharmed.
"Hahaha, are you dead?"
"I don't think so. People like you are like cockroaches, you can never be killed, and you become stronger every time you are on the verge of death."
The people outside were talking through loudspeakers.
The people inside didn't seem to hear anything; they were simply venting their emotions.
"Too bad, you won't be so lucky this time. I'll kill you, I'll kill you!"
His last sentence was already screaming.
His face was contorted with rage, as if he would pounce on Zhou Ran and tear him to pieces if Zhou Ran were there.
Upon hearing the roar, Yarvis couldn't help but steal a glance at Zhou Ran.
What deep-seated grudge do these two have that they want to kill each other with their own hands?
Judging from Zhou Ran's appearance, she doesn't seem like someone who would associate with such a madman.
Compared to the frenzy outside, Zhou Ran, lying on the sofa, was remarkably calm.
Even the little bit of expectation on her face had disappeared.
How to describe it? Alvis thought for a while before he could think of an adjective.
It's like watching every erotic film you've ever seen, only to realize you don't actually have that function.
The feeling of powerlessness of knowing everything but being unable to do anything.
Alvis's intuition told him that interrupting at this point would only backfire.
He seemed very dissatisfied outside, as no one inside paid him any attention.
The loudspeaker continued to broadcast.
“I know you’re not dead. You’re listening, you coward. Come out here, let’s settle this like men.”
"Or are you saying you're a woman now?"
Zhou Ran remained motionless, seemingly lost in some memory, her mind wandering elsewhere.
He didn't move, and neither did Alvis. Seeing that their master didn't understand, the bodyguards also stopped moving.
The room was quiet, except for the occasional gunshots coming from the other three sides.
Everyone outside thought the person inside was dead.
Zhou Ran was indeed trapped in her memory.
He was eager to know who these people were.
As a qualified pesticide, he had to come and take a look.
Now that I've seen it, I have absolutely no motivation.
He never expected to see him in this world; wasn't he long dead?
Unlike Guo Xiang, who stayed with him until the very end.
Guo Xiang had attended the funeral when the incident occurred.
The person outside, even now that he's come to this world, is still unsure if he's dead.
They used to be best friends, the people who trusted each other the most.
It is someone who can entrust their back to the other party.
They started as petty thugs together, collecting protection money from everyone.
We'll get beaten together, and we'll run for our lives together.
We healed together, and shared a bowl of instant noodles.
They were once the most important person in each other's lives.
They know each other better than they know themselves.
Like natural partners, like two parts of one body, inseparable.
They often joked that they were so close they shared the same pants.
Where did they go wrong?
There may have been problems for a while, but neither of them paid attention to them.
In the end, it all came down to a woman.
He can't even remember the woman's name now.
What does she look like? Long hair or short hair? Round face? Square face?
He doesn't even remember, so why should he remember things that aren't important?
He only remembered that they had a very loud argument that day.
They were grabbing each other by the collar, their eyes bloodshot.
His face was full of anger as he spoke the most hurtful and heartless words.
He raised his fist high, but didn't throw it.
Later, the kid left him and said they would never see each other again.
Their resolute backs separated them from each other.
He never saw the kid again after that day.
He later thought more than once that if they had punched each other back then, would there still have been a chance to salvage the situation?
Unfortunately, they didn't make a move, and they never had the chance to do so again.
He had tried to find out anything about the other person, but it was as if they had vanished from that world; he hadn't been able to find out anything.
He wondered who was on this side? Was it someone he knew?
I never expected that the first person I would run into was that kid.
That's strange, he must be crazy.
My first reaction wasn't anger.
Instead, they were glad that the kid was still full of energy and had a strong voice.
The other person seemed to have gotten tired of shouting, and the sound subsided.
Zhou Ran knew that this kid had probably started to make his move.
Sure enough, a series of loud noises came from outside the house, accompanied by a roar and a cloud of dust.
"I've blown up all the telephone poles around here. You can't escape now, come out and surrender!"
Shouts came from outside again.
Alvis thought Zhou Ran wouldn't pay any attention to him this time.
But unexpectedly, this time Zhou Ran dusted herself off and stood up from the sofa.
Just as Yalvis was about to stop her, Zhou Ran strode outside.
"If you don't come out, I'll bury you in there."
The loudspeaker outside shouted impatiently, issuing an ultimatum.
Amidst the swirling dust, a figure slowly emerged from the mist.
The people outside raised their guns, waiting for a command to riddle the newcomer with bullets.
"lay down."
A voice came from the loudspeaker, and the attackers outside immediately moved their guns away.
However, they did not lower their guard and stared intently at the newcomer.
A bald man, about 1.8 meters tall, pushed through the crowd, holding a large megaphone, and walked to the front.
He stared intently at the gradually emerging figure, his eyes filled with hope and longing.
"Zhou Ran! Danger!"
Xia Chenggan's voice came from afar! Author's Note: Thank you to my mentor 9492239 (9492239) for your support, muah! To learn more about this book, please leave a message on Liancheng Reading.
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