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Chapter 123 I'm still quite valuable, a desperado

One of them is a large jeep with a tall body and huge tonnage, which has been known as a tank and has been modified to be bulletproof.

It's just an SUV of average weight.

The result of the collision is obvious.

The jeep smashed the front of the oncoming car to pieces, bringing it to a complete stop.

The driver and passenger airbags deployed instantly.

Even with the double protection of airbags and seat belts, the driver of the vehicle that was chasing the person was still dazed and confused, feeling as if his ribs were about to be broken.

The other passengers in the car were also thrown about, some hitting their arms and legs, others their heads, and they screamed and cried out in pain.

Another car, which was a car length behind, narrowly avoided the collision, but before the people inside could even feel relieved, there was another loud bang, this time the rear of the car in front crashed into the front of the car behind.

Both sides suffer!

After the two collisions, the conscious people in both cars immediately clutched their injuries and scrambled to get out.

Who knows if this car will explode after it's been hit?

Jiang Hanying's airbag also deployed, and due to inertia, her head was uncontrollably buried inside the airbag.

After a couple of seconds, he straightened up, shook his still dizzy head, and coldly watched the second collision unfolding ahead through the windshield.

As the people inside poured out like sardines from an opened can, Jiang Hanying unbuckled her seatbelt, pushed open the car door, jumped out, glanced at the front of the Jeep—which, though not completely wrecked, still bore the marks of impact—and walked straight toward the group without expression.

He still wants to run away, but did he ask her if she agreed?
Chi Song had barely stepped on the brakes when he heard a crash from behind. His breath caught in his throat, and his mind went blank for a moment.

After regaining his senses, he pushed open the car door, got out, and hurried back. He rushed as fast as he could and finally caught sight of a familiar figure in the headlights. Seeing that the figure had all its arms and legs and was walking normally, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Jiang Hanying!"

Jiang Hanying paused when she heard his shout, but did not turn around and continued walking forward.

He walked a few steps to the group of people scrambling to get off the bus, quickly glanced at them, and then, without warning, reached out and precisely identified the first person to get off.

Liao San was still lamenting the car that had been scrapped before it even got off the ground when he was suddenly grabbed by the collar.

Turning my head, I came face to face with the target.

Ignoring the amazement, he drew his sword and stabbed directly at the target.

They were initially worried that forcing the car to stop would result in huge losses for themselves, and they were wondering how to get the person off the bus. But now, the person got off on their own.

The excitement lasted for less than a second.

My hands are free.

The knife has been taken away!
Jiang Hanying gripped the knife that had been offered to her, patting the man's face with the gleaming blade. "Who sent you?"

The sudden, clear female voice jolted the group of still-dazed minds behind them back to their senses.

When I looked in the light, I was terrified.

I blurted out instinctively, "Third Brother!"

How did our boss end up being taken hostage without us even noticing?
Liao San was too preoccupied to respond to his men. With his neck choked and the cold blade pressed against his face, he had no choice but to look up and meet Jiang Hanying's gaze. He felt that those eyes were sharper than knives, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Yes, let's talk this out."

Chi Song ran not far behind Jiang Hanying. After a frantic, heart-pounding run, he couldn't help but catch his breath when he looked up and saw someone in the crowd opposite him quietly raising a dark, shadowy object that looked like a gun. Without thinking, he immediately shouted a warning: "Watch out!"

Jiang Hanying's foresight of danger was just as fast as Chi Song's warning.

The instant the gunshot rang out, she grabbed Liao San by the neck and switched places with him.

"puff!"

The sound of the bullet entering flesh was exceptionally clear.

Liao San had one hand hidden behind his back, preparing to give hand signals to his men. At this moment, he was only concerned with covering Zhong Mucang's side waist, while in his mind cursing the reckless subordinate who fired the shot a thousand times over.

Is now the time to show off our gun-wielding skills? Huh?

Jiang Hanying wrinkled her nose as she smelled the stench of blood. "Aren't you going to talk?"

Liao San gritted his teeth, "I... I'm at least a person with professional ethics." Then he shouted, "That's ten million! What are you all standing there for? Charge!"

Seeing that their leader had fallen into the hands of the target without them noticing, and that they had just accidentally shot and wounded their leader, the group felt a sense of fear and were starting to back out.

It wasn't until I was reminded that there was ten million to be made that I remembered what the client had said: whether the person was dead or injured, as long as I could bring them back, I would get that much money.

Each of the ten of them will receive at least one million!

This is one million!

Not to mention that the leader personally gave the order, disregarding his status as a hostage, and everyone immediately became hot-blooded.

He didn't even care about the injuries he sustained in the car crash; he pulled out the iron bar and knife he always carried and rushed forward.

Liao San himself was ruthless enough. Taking advantage of the moment when his men rushed forward, he disregarded the knife pressed against his face and risked having his neck twisted. He opened his mouth wide and lowered his head to bite Jiang Hanying's wrist.

Jiang Hanying really didn't expect him to do something so disgusting. Seeing that his saliva was about to drip onto her hand, she quickly pulled her hand back and kicked him several meters away at the same time.

Before he could retract his foot, a whoosh came from the side, "Go to hell!"

Bending down to dodge the swinging stick, Jiang Hanying gripped the knife in her other hand, twisted her body, and precisely stabbed the arm holding the stick through the other person's arm.

In excruciating pain, the iron rod fell to the ground with a scream.

Chi Song quickly picked up the stick, and just as he straightened up, he saw Jiang Hanying draw her knife and mutter to herself, "I'm quite valuable!"

I couldn't help but twitch my lips for a moment.

Is now the time to worry about whether you're worth anything?

After making the call to the police, Pei Yuan stood there blankly for a moment, then gritted her teeth and ran back.

When she finally ran breathlessly to the parked jeep, she saw a scene she had only ever seen in television and movies.

No, what's depicted in TV shows and movies is nowhere near as realistic as it is now!
The car headlights shone on the raised blade, reflecting a cold light.

The sticks flew everywhere, and every time one hit someone, it was accompanied by an uncontrollable scream.

She felt that the scene now was even more intense than the one at the villa that morning.

The bodyguards who were hired before at least used fists and feet, and after watching them for a while, you could see that they had some kind of technique.

But now these people have all sorts of weapons, and they fight without any strategy, and they are extremely ruthless.

Pei Yuan clenched her fists and huddled in the shadows. She dared not and could not go over there; going over would only cause trouble. She could only silently pray that the police would arrive soon!

Chi Song had only been on stage for a short while when he realized that this group was even more difficult to deal with than the bodyguards that Ge Dahai had hired before.

It's not that these people are more skilled than the bodyguards, but rather that they are far more ruthless and unscrupulous in their attacks.

Desperados!

No wonder they even have a gun.

Fortunately, the melee was so intense that the guns were temporarily unusable, otherwise it would have been easy to accidentally injure our own men.

If the other side really doesn't care and starts firing indiscriminately, he and Jiang Hanying will probably have to admit defeat.

However, the situation is not optimistic now; these people are clearly blinded by greed for that ten million.

Even those who have already been knocked to the ground cannot be let down, for who knows if the other party might force themselves to get up and suddenly strike you.

Jiang Hanying was already angry, and with the car damaged, she was certain she would break her promise to the cheap owner when she got back.

These people are being incredibly cunning, and she has to respect the rules of this world and restrain herself from killing them outright. In fact, she even got hit on the arm, which only fueled her anger.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw blood seeping from his clothes, and his eyes hardened instantly.

She was always the one who made others bleed!

Just then, a short, agile, thin man took advantage of the chaos to dart to Jiang Hanying's side and stabbed her in the abdomen with a slender willow-leaf knife in his hand.

The knife tip pressed against his clothes, about to pierce them, and a smile involuntarily crept onto the skinny man's face.

The next second, a chill ran down my spine, and my smile froze.

The skinny man looked down in disbelief and saw the willow-leaf knife stuck straight into his stomach, with only the handle remaining!