Chapter 69

Hanzo looked at Chu Ying with a blank expression, the latter leaned in and whispered something in his ear. Hanzo nodded and said, "Alright, I remember, but it will take half an hour to get there." He paused, then his gaze shifted to Ma Tao, "You can't touch a single hair on anyone here until I come back!"

Ma Tao had long seen through Hanzo's straightforward nature. Hearing this, he said to his two subordinates, "You two go with him!"

He then looked at Hanzo and sneered, "I can agree to your condition, but you only have ten minutes. If I don't see you in front of me after ten minutes, be prepared to collect your good brother's body!"

Hanzo angrily replied, "I'll be lucky to get there in ten minutes, let alone come back. Don't push me too far!"

Ma Tao said, "Then I'll give you an extra five minutes. Remember, none of you have the right to negotiate with me!"

"Then hurry back, our lives are in your hands!" Chu Ying nodded inwardly, Hanzo's performance was very satisfactory, and it was logical. If Hanzo had readily agreed to compress the half hour to ten minutes, it would have raised suspicions.

Hanzo's haggling had effectively put Ma Tao at ease, which was exactly what Chu Ying needed!

"Be careful!" Hanzo looked at Chu Ying and the others, then turned and walked away.

Since Chu Ying had been standing by the door, he had to move whenever someone came in or out. To make way for Hanzo and Ma Tao's two subordinates, Chu Ying shifted to the side, and the black-clad, sunglasses-wearing man with the gun also had to move.

As Hanzo and the two subordinates reached the door, blocking the other's view, Chu Ying made his move. The shard of glass he had hidden in his hand shot out like an arrow, aiming for the hand holding Ma Tao's gun.

At the same time, Chu Ying quickly turned, his shoulder colliding with the back of one of the subordinates who was about to leave with Hanzo. The force was irresistible, causing him to stumble forward and crash into the black-clad, sunglasses-wearing man.

Without hesitation, Chu Ying pounced on the gun that was about to fall from Ma Tao's hand due to the pain.

The entire sequence of actions was fluid and incredibly fast. By the time everyone reacted, Chu Ying was already pointing the gun at the black-clad, sunglasses-wearing man, and he sneered, "Move a muscle, and you'll lose your life!"

The black-clad, sunglasses-wearing man's face turned pale, and he dared not make a move.

Hanzo, seemingly emboldened, reached out and snatched the gun from the black-clad, sunglasses-wearing man, then handed it to Ling Xuan. He quickly walked to Ling Siyi's side and untied her.

The crisis was averted. Chu Ying turned his gaze to Ma Tao, who was clutching his hand and wailing. The shard of glass was still embedded in Ma Tao's wrist, blood flowing profusely. Ma Tao's pale face was contorted in pain. Chu Ying pointed the gun at Ma Tao's head and said impatiently, "I wonder if a bullet can shut your mouth!"

Ma Tao shuddered, and his wailing stopped. Beads of sweat, whether from pain or fear, appeared on his forehead. He collapsed to the ground, grabbing Chu Ying's hands and pleading, "Brother Ying, I know I was wrong. Please let me go. I promise I won't cause you any more trouble!"

Chu Ying said coolly, "Begging me won't help."

Ma Tao turned his gaze to Ling Siyi, crawling to her and begging, "Siyi, I was wrong. For the sake of our acquaintance, please let me off this time. I beg you!"

"Get lost! Begging me won't help!" Ling Siyi gathered all her strength in her legs and kicked Ma Tao's shoulder with her high heel, which broke in the process. Ma Tao screamed and fell backward.

"Give me the gun, I want to kill him!" Chu Ying was caught off guard, and Ling Xuan snatched the gun from his hand, pointing it at Ma Tao and saying coldly.

"No!" Ling Siyi shouted, but it was too late. Ling Xuan had already pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The bullet hit the ceiling. At the critical moment, Chu Ying intervened, altering the direction of Ling Xuan's shot. Otherwise, Ma Tao would have been dead for sure.

Ling Xuan, fuming, said, "Why did you stop me? That bastard almost killed us!"

Chu Ying sighed, "A scumbag like him isn't worth your killing."

"Right, right! I'm a scumbag, I'm trash, I'm a bastard! I don't deserve to be killed—" Ma Tao, who had just narrowly escaped death, crawled to Ling Xuan's feet. As he moved, a trail of blood and a stream of foul-smelling liquid were left behind.

The man who had been so arrogant and domineering a moment ago was now so frightened that he had lost control of his bladder.

"Are you just going to let him go?" Ling Xuan was extremely dissatisfied with Chu Ying's words.

Chu Ying looked at Ma Tao and said coolly, "How should I deal with you?"

"Anything, just don't kill me!" Ma Tao nodded frantically, as if he had found a lifeline.

Chu Ying looked at Ling Siyi, who shook her head. He sighed and said, "You can go."

Ma Tao's expression froze, and he said in disbelief, "You really plan to let me go?"

"I'll give you one minute. I want you out of my sight!" Chu Ying's tone was calm.

Ma Tao didn't even wait a minute. With the help of his subordinates, he left the office and fled in a car, completely forgetting about the guns.

"Are you, are you okay?" Ling Siyi and Ling Xuan supported Chu Ying, the former asking softly, her face flushed. This was the first time she had spoken to a man in such a tone.

That level of attack was nothing to Chu Ying, but he was feeling dizzy from blood loss. He wanted to say he was fine, but the tingling sensation in his arms made him reconsider. He stumbled and leaned on Ling Siyi and Ling Xuan, "I'm about to die."

"Shut up! You're talking nonsense! I won't let you die!" Ling Xuan shouted.

"Call an ambulance!" Ling Siyi said to Hanzo.

Chu Ying, in a weak voice, said, "No need, it's too late. Before I die, I have a wish. Can any of you help me fulfill it?"

"You can't die! I'll do anything you ask, just don't die!" Ling Xuan was in a panic, her voice breaking and her words incoherent.

Ling Siyi, however, was not as agitated. She stared at Chu Ying, her mind blank, with only one thought: to remember this face that had once seemed so detestable forever.

"Siyi, are you that heartless? Can't you help me fulfill my wish?" Chu Ying looked at Ling Siyi, his eyes filled with pleading.

"I—" Ling Siyi hesitated, then suddenly became angry, "You're my bodyguard. You can't abandon me now! Without my order, you absolutely cannot die! I won't allow it! Chu Ying, stand up!"

Ling Xuan also became angry, "Sis, he's about to die, can you stop saying these things?"

Ling Siyi seemed to wake from a dream, her eyes blurry with tears. She used all her strength to say, "Speak!"

Chu Ying looked at Ling Siyi, then at Ling Xuan, a self-deprecating smile on his face, "Don't laugh at me, but I've never been in love. Before I die, I want to experience the feeling of love. Can you kiss me?"