Twenty-four feathers
Outside the president's office of Yin Group, Sun Mao wandered around for a long time before mustering up the courage to knock on the office door.
After getting the consent, he pushed the door and walked in.
"Master."
"How is Ye Linghan?"
Sun Mao glanced at Yin Chen, who was emitting a chill, and said softly, "The situation is not good. He went to find Duan Jiu."
Outside a suburban factory.
Su Mo clicked the steering wheel with his fingers, and looked into the factory from time to time. The moment Ye Linghan got out of the car, he moved from the inside to the driving seat, just so that he could leave directly after Ye Linghan came out.
“Drip—Drip—”
The cell phone thrown on the passenger seat vibrated rhythmically.
Su Mo frowned and answered the phone with some irritability.
"Hello, brother, have you arrived?" The voice from the other end of the phone was very noisy, and Liao Xihe's voice was intermittent and incoherent.
"Well, where are you?"
"I'm on my way and should be here soon."
"Okay, be careful." Su Mo hung up the phone seemingly calmly, but he was actually very anxious. He just didn't want to put too much pressure on Liao Xihe.
He was concerned about the two people in the factory at the moment, but he couldn't rush in and kill them, so he waited alone outside in agony, hoping that Liao Xihe could arrive as soon as possible to help Ye Linghan.
The atmosphere in the factory seemed calm at this time, but in fact it was already tense.
"You could have killed me without anyone noticing, so why did you go to all that trouble to bring me here?"
"I can't possibly walk out of this alive anyway, so I have the right to know the truth, right?"
Ye Linghan spoke first to break the deadlock.
Although he didn't know which big shot in the upper circle he had offended, he knew very well that if the other party wanted to, he might not even have ashes left.
“Good question~”
Duan Jiu pretended to be profound.
"Who told you to follow someone you shouldn't follow and handle a case you shouldn't handle?"
Following someone he shouldn't be following, presumably referring to Yin Chen, but what about the case he shouldn't be handling? Could it be...
"CLY-20?" Ye Linghan asked.
Duan Jiu's eyes flickered, and his voice was savage. "How do you know? If that's the case, I won't tolerate you any more!"
"So what exactly is CLY-20?"
Ye Linghan also wanted to get as many useful clues as possible.
"and you…"
"There's no need to know!"
Duan Jiu, who had been smiling playfully, suddenly had a fierce look on his face. He slapped Ye Linghan's heart with an extremely fast speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye.
Although Ye Linghan had prepared himself, the opponent was too fast. He tried his best to dodge, but he was still a step too slow. Duan Jiu's palm hit Ye Linghan's shoulder heavily.
"Hold!"
Ye Linghan growled in pain.
This force is totally beyond the ability of an ordinary person like him to withstand.
Ye Linghan felt as if his left shoulder had been forcibly removed. He instantly lost all sensation and could no longer feel its existence.
"You're quite lucky, kid." Duan Jiu snorted coldly.
Without waiting for him to recover, they attacked him again, like a cat teasing its prey, making him feel psychologically tortured, pulling him while not giving him any hope of survival.
Ye Linghan tried his best to dodge, and when the opportunity arose, he raised his hand to grab Duan Jiu's arm, but before he could touch him, Duan Jiu turned into a black smoke, slipped away from Ye Linghan's palm, and then turned into a solid entity to attack again.
What should I do? I can’t hold on any longer!
The high-intensity exercise caused his physical strength to drain rapidly, and he could only control his breathing as much as possible to prevent himself from losing his rhythm.
Beads of sweat the size of beans, mixed with mud and sand from rolling back and forth, dripped from Ye Linghan's forehead and bloomed on the ground.
He was already relying on his remaining willpower to fight a desperate battle with Duan Jiu. He only had the strength to defend himself and was unable to fight back at all.
"Are you ready to die?" Duan Jiu's voice echoed in Ye Linghan's ears. He seemed to be tired of playing and wanted to end this "farce" as soon as possible.
At the critical moment, a shout came from the warehouse door, "Ye Linghan! Take the gun!"
Su Mo held the gun, aiming it at Duan Jiu at all times, but the two men were fighting too fast, making it difficult for him to aim.
This sound was like a shot of adrenaline to Ye Linghan, rekindling his desire to survive. He took advantage of the force sent by Duan Jiu and fell to the ground. Then he rolled over and ran towards Su Mo as fast as he could.
Seeing this, Su Mo threw the gun to the other party in order to save time when he saw that he was about to arrive.
Ye Linghan was afraid that Duan Jiuhua would intercept him halfway, so he used all his strength to fly forward, steadily took the gun thrown by Su Mo, and then rolled sideways to stand up.
He quickly loaded the gun and pulled the trigger. The bullet rushed out of the trajectory at an extremely fast speed and shot towards Duan Jiu who was flying towards Ye Linghan.
Can this shot hit the target?
Everything in front of me seemed to be moving in slow motion.
Ye Linghan was already exhausted at this time. The high-intensity fighting had left him with no strength left. The moment the bullet was fired, his body was bounced back by the recoil.
His grip loosened and the pistol slipped from his fingers.
He was so exhausted...
"Ling Han!" Su Mo shouted.
"Prepare to die!" Duan Jiu was also blood-thirsty at this time.
The two men ran towards Ye Linghan quickly from different directions, one wanted to save him and the other wanted to kill him.
Ye Linghan no longer had time to care about anything else. As his body leaned back, countless images flashed through his mind. Every frame from childhood to adulthood played in his mind frame by frame like a kaleidoscope.
So, am I out?
He...won't come...
Just before his eyes closed completely, Ye Linghan caught a glimpse of Duan Jiu turning into smoke in an instant, bypassing the bullet he had fired, picking up the fallen pistol, and then transforming, playfully returning the final blow in his own way.
"No!" Su Mo yelled, watching the bullet go straight to Ye Linghan's heart.
Ye Linghan slowly closed his eyes. He thought, let it be. Since I can’t possess the person I love, I’ll just leave first, leave completely.
Ye Linghan suppressed the severe pain that felt as if his heart was being torn apart, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, waiting for the final judgment of the god of death.
However…
The imagined pain of falling on the hard, cold concrete floor, and the pain of a bullet piercing the heart, did not come. Instead, a hand with a hint of warmth lifted up the waist and brought it into a solid embrace.
Yin Chen arrived before the god of death.
Ye Linghan was already exhausted and fell to his knees in the man's arms.
A muffled groan was heard, and then he felt a warm current flowing into his chest.
Everything around seemed to be still, the sky was instantly shrouded in haze, the sun was invisible, and the wind was blowing violently. It seemed like the powerful deterrent force erupted when the king returned, enough to swallow up everything around. In an instant, hundreds of demons split the sky, thousands of ghosts wailed, and tens of thousands of souls wept blood.
How could that be?
Ye Linghan opened his eyes and saw a face that was very familiar to him.
But his face was paler than usual.
"Yin Chen?" Ye Linghan murmured.
"I am here."
Yin Chen knelt on one knee in front of Ye Linghan, with his back facing the direction of the bullets, and held him firmly in his arms.
Duan Jiu, who was about to kill Ye Linghan just now, was locked in mid-air by Yin Chen's supernatural power and passed out.
Ye Linghan felt relieved. Just when his tense nerves had just relaxed, he suddenly felt as if the collar of his shirt was soaked by something. He realized something was wrong and hurriedly helped Yin Chen up.
"Yin Chen you..."
As far as the eye could see, the bright red blood was like the blood-red Lycoris radiata blooming in the netherworld, clinging seductively to the white shirt on his chest.
Ye Linghan instantly lost his mind
"Yin Chen!" he screamed.
How could this happen? He is so powerful, how could he be injured?
Ye Linghan's hands were shaking as he tried to cover the hole that was bleeding, but the blood, as if alive, flowed out from between his fingers, tying the two of them together.
"how so…"
Ye Linghan's eyelashes trembled, and tears dripped down his cheeks, mixing with his blood.
"Don't cry..." Yin Chen raised his hand and wiped away the tears from Ye Linghan's face.
He didn't even realize it himself, but tears were already streaming down his face without him knowing when.
Liao Xihe helped Su Mo to take the unconscious Yao Qingluan out.
At this moment, there were only a man and a ghost kneeling in each other's arms in the factory.
"Why are you doing this..." Ye Linghan murmured in a low voice, not out of doubt, but out of exhaustion after being tired.
Yin Chen stroked Ye Linghan's cheek back and forth with his calloused fingertips, forcing a smile.
He hadn't felt pain for hundreds of years, but this was the first time he felt heartache. When the bullet was only an inch away from Ye Linghan's heart, he was really panicked. The unprecedented fear surpassed the anger in his heart.
Yin Chen lowered his head and asked softly, "Can I kiss you?"
Ye Linghan's eyelashes trembled and he nodded slightly.
Then a soft and delicate kiss fell on his forehead.
"I was late and didn't have time to take you away, but I was afraid that the bullet would penetrate you and me, so I detonated the bullet inside me, so... you won't feel any pain."
As Yin Chen spoke, he began to cough painfully.
"But aren't you a top-tier vampire? Don't you have the ability to heal yourself? Why are you still bleeding?"
Ye Linghan spread out his palms, blood was still flowing.
Yin Chen seemed to be comforting Ye Linghan, a gentle smile on his face the entire time. It was an expression Ye Linghan rarely saw, and one that no one else had ever seen. "His marksmanship was very accurate. That shot pierced my heart..."
Ye Linghan's eyes trembled, and his bloody hand touched Yin Chen's heart again, feeling the weak vitality.
He looked at the person in front of him in disbelief. This was the first time he knew that even top-level vampires had weaknesses and not all injuries could be healed immediately.
He had always thought that this guy who was always so high and mighty in front of him was not invincible...
"Young Master..." Sun Mao's voice came from behind.
Ye Linghan didn't bother to look back. His vision gradually blurred, his body gradually lost strength, and the person in front of him pressed down on him in an instant. He heard the sounds of disordered footsteps and intersecting shouts.
"Yin Chen..."
"Yin Chen..."
Ye Linghan murmured in his sleep.
"Ling Han, are you awake?"
Su Mo was taking care of Ye Linghan by his bed. Although his injuries were not serious, he had lost too much energy and was a little exhausted.
Seeing his eyelashes trembling, as if he was about to wake up, I quickly opened my mouth and called him softly.
When Ye Linghan heard Su Mo's voice, he tried hard to open his eyes. The light above the bed was a little dazzling, and he couldn't adapt for a while, and a few drops of physiological tears slipped from the corners of his eyes.
He subconsciously wanted to raise his hands to block the light, but his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and every movement caused pain in his internal organs.
"hiss…"
Why does it hurt so much? You can't judge a person by his appearance. Duan Jiu looks like a decent person, but how could he be so cruel...
"Do you feel any discomfort?" Seeing Ye Linghan wake up, Su Mo hurriedly got up and supported Ye Linghan.
Ye Linghan shook his head, his voice hoarse, "I'm fine, where's Yin Chen?"
The scene before he fell into coma was still echoing in his mind, and he would never forget that blood-colored flower.
"He's in the next ward."
Upon hearing this, Ye Linghan wanted to stand up. Even though his body felt like it was being cut by a knife, he couldn't stop himself from wanting to see the person.
Su Mo was worried that his injury would worsen, and wanted to stop him, "Wait until this bottle of water is finished hanging up before going."
"fine."
Ye Linghan was so weak that he spoke with a weak voice.
He pulled out the needle, and the moment it touched the ground, his body went limp and he fell straight down. Fortunately, Su Mo was there to support him.
Perhaps guessing that Su Mo would dissuade him again, Ye Linghan spoke first, "I'm fine, don't worry."
Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Su Mo could only do as he wished and helped him walk to Yin Chen's ward.
After they both fainted, Sun Mao sent someone to send them to a private hospital.
Because of her identity, Yao Qingluan was sent to a specific hospital for treatment. The Blood Hunters never conduct physical examinations outside, and any questions about their own condition will not be disclosed to others.
Fortunately, her injuries were not serious, so Su Mo could rest assured to take care of Ye Linghan.
Ye Linghan stopped at the door of Yin Chen's ward, looking at Yin Chen lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His fingers touched the door handle, but after thinking for a moment, he put it down. He wanted to go in to see him, but when he thought that it was because of him that he was injured so seriously, he felt a little guilty and felt ashamed to go in.
"How long has he been unconscious?" Ye Linghan turned around and asked Su Mo.
"After two days and one night, you've all been seriously injured. You're a bit better, with a dislocated left shoulder, but thankfully you're in good physical shape, so you didn't break any bones after falling so many times. The rest of you are mostly internal injuries, so they'll just take longer to heal."
"You're incredibly lucky. The doctor said that with the strength of a vampire, an average person's arm would most likely be crippled if hit by that blow."
Su Mo couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"By the way, the doctor told you to rest, but judging by the situation, I don't think you'll listen. But after all, your body is your own, you can't just keep wasting it."
Once Su Mo opened his mouth, he began to chatter non-stop.
"Although Yin Chen's injuries are more serious than yours, he is a vampire after all. His self-healing ability should be much stronger than yours, so you don't have to worry too much. Besides, his assistant has sent people to seal off the area. Nothing will happen again."
Ye Linghan lowered his hands and smiled bitterly, "Okay, I understand."
For a moment he didn't know how to face the person in the ward.
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