It was only a little before one o'clock in the afternoon, which should have been a bright and clear day, but due to the sudden gathering of dark clouds and lightning, the entire sky was shrouded in darkness.
Especially in the No. 1 compound, which is the central point, there is not much difference from midnight.
Only the temporary streetlights cast scattered rays of light.
In the dim light, two figures emerged from the ruins of the Yang family's residence.
Despite the mess and disorder, the two acted as if they were taking a leisurely stroll, relaxed and indifferent, as if they had not noticed the Yang family guards who had surrounded them.
Everyone was on high alert.
This was Yang Qiming's first time meeting Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, yet he recognized them immediately upon seeing them.
His already gloomy face darkened even more: "Was this your doing?"
The two stopped five or six steps away from him. They showed no expression upon hearing his words. Fu Jingheng smiled, a slight curl at the corner of his lips: "Mr. Yang, are you referring to this thunder?"
Before the other party could speak, he chuckled and shook his head: "We are not as powerful and influential as Mr. Yang, who holds the power of life and death over many people. How could we possibly attract lightning of this magnitude?"
"All of these people are here because of Mr. Yang."
Are they targeting him?
They're here to kill him?
Yang Qiming instantly understood the underlying meaning in the other party's words. His face suddenly darkened, and he almost blurted out, "You're courting death!"
But when he thought of what Fu Jingheng had just said, he paused and forced himself to hold back.
These words confirmed Fu Jingheng's assessment of him, and if word got out, it would do him no good.
but……
Yang Qiming looked at the two people opposite him, a dark light flashing in his deep eyes.
On many occasions, he either took action through others or provoked them by inciting those around them. It wasn't that he didn't want to take action against them, but rather that the hidden forces around these two were too strong. Every time he got close, he would encounter invisible obstacles.
Since he couldn't find a good opportunity, he had to settle for second best.
But this time, they came to us of their own accord.
Provoking the other party to make them act irrationally and thus find a weakness—isn't that the purpose of his repeated actions?
Although the cost was high, it was still an achievement.
Yang Qiming's eyes flashed again, and he gave a barely perceptible nod to his trusted confidant beside him.
The confidant understood, glanced around again to make sure it was only Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, then gave them a sharp look and waved his hand, saying, "These two have trespassed into the Yang residence and damaged the buildings. They have malicious intentions. Take them down and we'll interrogate them in detail later!"
He then warned Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng: "Swords and guns have no eyes, so you two had better cooperate. Otherwise, if the shooters make a mistake and something happens, don't blame us."
As if in response to his words, a loud bang rang out as a bullet left its barrel. A bronze-colored bullet flew past Qin Sheng's eyes, less than five centimeters away, and finally landed in the garden outside the encirclement.
It is a blatant threat and warning.
A smile appeared on Qin Sheng's pretty face. Instead of backing down, she pressed on, saying, "Try making another mistake."
Not to mention the shooters, even her confidants and Yang Qiming were stunned. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether she had something to rely on to be so calm and arrogant, or whether she was just ignorant and fearless.
However, upon further reflection, considering the identities she had revealed and the audacity of the two of them to break into the Yang residence and cause him such great trouble, he immediately realized that it could only be the former.
So, what is she relying on?
Xuanyuan Jing? Or Xuanyuan Zhenhua?
Yang Qiming's eyes were filled with coldness as his indifferent gaze swept over the shooters.
Most people hesitated, but others gritted their teeth after a sudden realization and quickly pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of bullets leaving the barrel rang out continuously, and streaks of bronze light flashed through the air, shooting straight towards Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng.
The two people surrounded remained unfazed, and did not even try to evade.
He was determined to die.
Yang Qiming's eyes grew even colder. Since that was the case, why shouldn't he grant their wish?
He watched coldly from the sidelines.
Just then, Qin Sheng, who had been indifferent, suddenly looked up at him, her dark, bright eyes seeming to hold a deeper meaning.
Yang Qiming felt a sudden shiver run through him for no apparent reason. Before he could even react, his body had already instinctively dodged to the side.
The next moment, a coppery light flashed, and something flew past where Yang Qiming had been standing, finally landing in the courtyard wall behind him.
It was extremely fast, even faster than the shooters could fire!
Yang Qiming broke out in a cold sweat when he saw the weapons buried entirely in the courtyard wall behind him.
He was still focused on dodging and didn't see Qin Sheng's movements clearly, but the other shooters who had been watching Qin Sheng and Yang Qiming's men did subconsciously take a step back.
The look in his eyes as he looked at Qin Sheng was beyond horror.
Just now, as the weapon was about to reach Qin Sheng and Fu Jingheng, Qin Sheng also moved.
It's a very simple action.
It was as if a fair and delicate hand had been stretched out and swept across the air.
Then, those weapons, powerful enough to penetrate the human body, were firmly grasped in her hands, and with a flick of her wrist, they were thrown out at an even faster speed.
Except for one that changed direction and flew towards Yang Qiming, the remaining nearly ten... all returned the way they came!
"ah!!"
Cries of pain rose and fell as the shooters, finally regaining their senses, clutched their arms, hugged their thighs, or pressed their abdomens, sweating profusely from the pain.
Qin Sheng's gaze swept coldly over those people, his voice even colder than his gaze, and he said, "The country has spent a lot of effort and money to train you, not so that you would become accomplices to evil."
He then looked at Yang Qiming and said, "Putting everything else aside, just in terms of using any means to achieve one's goals, my elder brother loses to you."
His gaze deepened, and he said, "If you stretch your arm too far, it'll break easily."
"Click".
Almost the instant Qin Sheng finished speaking, a crisp cracking sound rang out from nowhere. Everyone looked closely and saw that Yang Qiming's right hand, which had been intact, was now hanging limply, clearly broken.
But... how is that possible?!
You should know that Yang Qiming had just dodged back several steps, and now even his closest confidant was three or four meters away from him.
No one came near him, no one touched him, so how did his hand just break off on its own?
I couldn't help but look up at the pitch-black sky.
Does this mean that cause and effect, or karma, truly exist in this world?
Yang Qiming has done too many evil deeds and hurt too many people. Is even God going to punish him?
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