Chapter 132-2 |
The final battle (6)
The car key was still in the ignition, and Song Yuhang swiftly turned it on, speeding away before they could come to their senses and give chase.
The captain of the special police wiped the blood from his face, cursing under his breath: “Damn it, we fell for their trick.”
“Get in the car, let’s keep chasing!”
“Report, report, no enemy activity has been found in Yunzhong Island.”
The reconnaissance team that went to Yunzhong Island reported back with real-time satellite images. The entire island was calm and peaceful in the night, with waves crashing against the white sandy beach. The only flickering red dots on the thermal imaging device were a few small animals, and there were no suspicious individuals.
The large helicopter hovered over the island, causing the trees to sway with the fierce wind from its rotor blades.
The pilot lowered the altitude, turned on the searchlight, and scanned the calm island below with the night vision system, from the jungle, bushes, to the shallow shore… nothing escaped his eyes. In the end, he signaled to the ground commander, and they both gave a thumbs-up.
“Report to headquarters, no target found. 027 requests to return.”
The communication device crackled with static as the pilot began maneuvering the helicopter to retreat, gaining altitude, making a left turn, and flying away from the area.
Meanwhile, the ground team, under the command of the commander, boarded the assault boat: “Retreat!”
Not long after they left, the Supreme Lord and his group had already arrived at the boarding point near the port of Zhongjing Industrial Port.
Kuba lifted the plastic tarp, pulled out a speedboat, and struggled to push it into the shallow water by the beach.
“Supreme Lord, come.” He stood on the side of the boat, reached out his hand to the Supreme Lord, and helped him up.
Two or three other men also climbed aboard. Just as they were about to escape, Pei Jinhong, bound and limping, also rushed forward, intending to board the boat.
“Supreme Lord, Supreme Lord, take me with you, take me with you, I’ll be your servant…”
The Supreme Lord glanced back, pulling his lip slightly.
Kuba understood, raised the rifle in his hand, and Pei Jinhong, realizing the situation was turning against her, turned pale, turned around, and ran back, only to stumble over a reef and fall to the ground.
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With a loud “bang,” the woman quietly lay on the beach, motionless, and the blood seeping from under her soaked the white sand.
“Sir, should we still wait for Tiger?” Kuba hesitated for a moment before starting the engine.
The Supreme Lord was helped to sit in the cabin by his men, and his cane was placed to the side. “Wait for what, let’s go straight.”
Kuba nodded, no longer hesitated, started the engine, gripped the steering wheel, and quickly accelerated, creating a trail of white waves behind the boat as they headed towards Yunzhong Island.
According to the plan, they didn’t actually arrange for anyone to be there. They had just hidden the boat beforehand, stocked it with fresh water and food needed for the voyage. Within 24 hours, they would be able to escape from within China, head to international waters, and someone would naturally come to pick them up.
The Supreme Lord glanced at his watch, stroking the incredibly large cowhide suitcase, which was filled to the brim with money.
A smug smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. By this time, all the police officers should have withdrawn from Yunzhong Island. No one could stop him now. He would take this immense wealth to another country and enjoy his senior years in peace.
Lin Youyuan was dead, and the police had suffered heavy casualties. How could he not feel elated?
He had been dreaming about this day for so long.
The Supreme Lord let out a faint sigh, then opened his eyes and gazed at the horizon. This was the first time in over thirty years that he hoped for the day to break as quickly as possible.
“Damn it, the ghost is still haunting!” Tiger muttered curses. Just as he was about to kick the person away, the headlights in the distance suddenly brightened. A police car came racing towards them, siren blaring.
The bright light was blinding, and instinctively, he raised his hand. Song Yuhang slammed her foot on the gas pedal and drove straight towards him.
“Motherf*cker!” In an instant, the rushing wind was right in front of him. Acting on instinct, Tiger leaped outwards, narrowly avoiding the front of the car and rolling onto the beach.
Song Yuhang slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a halt steadily in the shallow water. Both of them pushed open the car doors and got out.
Duan Cheng, who was lying on the ground, quickly welled up tears in his eyes. “Captain Song, Sister Lin, you finally came.”
Lin Yan reached out to help him up: “Well done, you’ve worked hard.”
This was the first time she had praised him, and the big boy’s mouth curved, wiping away tears.
“Wuwuwu, if you hadn’t come any sooner, I would’ve gone down with him.”
If it weren’t for the difference in gender, he probably would have started crying in her arms in the next second. Three black lines instantly appeared on Lin Yan’s forehead.
Song Yuhang patted his shoulder: “Leave the next steps to me.”
“No,” Lin Yan raised her head and walked confidently to her side.
“It’s right to leave it to me.”
Song Yuhang frowned in surprise, “No, you are still injured.”
Lin Yan dipped her fingertips into a bloodstain on her chest wound, licked it lightly, her eyes both sinister and flamboyant.
“It’s alright, you go, there are many people around the Supreme Lord, Kuba is also there, be careful.”
“As for me,” she flexed her wrist, “just loosening up my muscles.”
Song Yuhang knew that Lin Yan had placed most of her hopes on herself. Kuba was the Supreme Lord’s number one expert. Only by defeating him could they successfully capture the Supreme Lord.
And as for Lin Yan, did she not yet realize her current skills? She was not as good as half as she used to be. This was a fight where life and death were completely disregarded, a solitary courage of knowingly heading into danger.
However, if they didn’t do this, when they went to chase after the Supreme Lord, Tiger would definitely block them. If Lin Yan alone couldn’t beat Tiger, could she really beat the Supreme Lord?
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Song Yuhang gritted her teeth and tightened her fist.
On the other hand, Lin Yan seemed more relaxed: “Sometimes we have to believe in something called miracles.”
Duan Cheng limped forward as well, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, clutching his shoulder.
“Captain Song, go with peace of mind. I will stay here with Sister Lin to stop him. With us here, no one can leave.”
“You all…” Song Yuhang’s eyes moistened slightly, her voice trembling. After a while, she finally clenched her teeth, made this difficult decision, and turned to get in the car.
“Be careful.”
“Hey.” Just as she was about to leave, someone called out to her.
Lin Yan smiled charmingly: “Give me back my things.”
Song Yuhang was taken aback, her gaze falling on the mechanical stick at her waist. She swiftly drew it out and tossed it to her.
Lin Yan caught it steadily, swung it crisply, her smile fading from her face, her expression turning cold.
She raised an eyebrow lightly and said to Song Yuhang in a daring and proud tone.
“Don’t strike too quickly, don’t be too ruthless, so you don’t kill someone in one fell swoop. I still want to personally settle with my enemies.”
Song Yuhang glanced at her, a hint of smile on her lips, but her eyes inevitably carried some grave concern. After squeezing her hand back, she jumped into the car.
“Don’t worry, I guarantee the mission will be completed, you take care—”
“Wait for me to come back.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped on the gas to reverse. The wheels sank into the soft sand, but with the strong power, the car dashed out and sped towards the distance.
After listening to their boasts for a while, Tiger was already impatient. Now, seeing her swagger off in front of him, he was infuriated. He drew a dagger from his leg strap and pounced.
“Stop right there! Don’t even think about running!”
With a clang, the mechanical stick clashed against the gleaming blade, Lin Yan gritted her teeth and pushed the person away with force.
“Your opponent is me.”
“And me!”
Duan Cheng also raised his fists and rushed forward.
Tiger held the knife and assumed a tactical posture, eager to try his hand.
“One waste, one heavily injured, overestimating yourselves. No matter how many more there are, I’m not afraid. Come at me together!”
Lin Yan and Duan Cheng exchanged a glance and rushed forward together.
Following the tire tracks on the beach, Song Yuhang chased all the way to the pier. She quickly jumped out of the car, looking around for any boats. Finally, not far away, she spotted an abandoned boat.
With a swift stride, she rushed over, wading into the seawater and clambering on board. She started the engine, and the boat roared to life, still functional.
Feeling elated, she hopped off, pushed it a few steps, then leaped back on to press the engine button. The boat dashed out onto the sea.
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The snow-white waves stretched out behind her, the fierce wind lifting strands of hair before her face. Song Yuhang’s expression was resolute as she gazed at the small island not far away. She increased the throttle, and like an arrow released from a bow, she shot out towards the island.
Tiger initially thought Lin Yan was a weak woman who couldn’t put up a fight, even with weapons, it was just a useless show. With an intentional move, he aimed a direct punch at her face.
Lin Yan instinctively raised her stick to block, a glint passing through Tiger’s eyes. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He firmly grabbed her stick, intending to snatch it with brute force.
Lin Yan’s lips curved into a mocking smile. With a sudden burst of power, she twisted to the left, but Tiger’s grip remained tight. Then, in a lightning-fast move, she twisted back, similar to forcefully turning a steering wheel while driving. In an instant, the explosive force flung Tiger out.
As the stick returned to her hand, she fiercely swung it towards his temple.
Tiger staggered back a few steps, feeling dizzy. Duan Cheng, standing by, delivered a whip-like kick to his head. He raised his hand to block, then retreated a few steps, spitting a mouthful of blood on the ground.
“Damn, you’ve got some skills.”
Lin Yan twirled her stick, shifting her footwork, searching for the right attack distance and angle, keeping calm.
“You flatter me. If not for studying forensic medicine, I could probably make it into the top ten in the country.”
Tiger sneered, his lips curling up in a cold smile. “Too bad, today you’re going to die here.”
“Who dies is not yet certain!”
The best defense is offense, even though the previous strike had already made her qi and blood surge, causing weakness in her limbs, Lin Yan boldly rushed forward.
Duan Cheng followed closely behind. Although he was not as strong as the two of them, they excelled in combat experience, agility, and unexpected moves, working in perfect synchronization with each other.
Tiger was pushed back repeatedly for a moment, struggling to defend himself but unable to launch an effective counterattack.
Breathing heavily, Lin Yan thought to herself: This can’t go on like this. Both she and Duan Cheng were injured, they couldn’t keep this up, they needed to end this quickly.
Perhaps sensing her slightly erratic breathing, a cunning look flashed across Tiger’s face. Deliberately creating an opening for her, Duan Cheng lunged forward, intending to grab his head and knee strike. In a swift motion, Tiger reached out his hand, the gleaming blade flashing past.
“Look out!” Lin Yan shouted with all her might, using the stick to block the knife aimed at his abdomen, giving it a slight lift.
Tiger let go, a cold smile playing at the corner of his lips as he sent Duan Cheng flying with an elbow strike. He then hooked Lin Yan’s leg, sweeping hard to make her knee down on the ground. A punch as heavy as a thousand catties came crashing down on her, causing her head to turn, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Her hand weakened, releasing the mechanical stick, which fell to the ground.
Tiger didn’t give her a chance to catch her breath. With a kick to the chest, he toppled her backwards, grabbed the fallen dagger from the ground, and lunged towards her eyes.
Suffering consecutive blows, the wounds on her body reopened, oozing blood. Lin Yan coughed weakly, unable to even lift her fingers.
The glint of the blade in her eyes grew larger and larger.