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Chapter 10 Fairy Godmother
Zhou Yi was taken aback, then helplessly pushed open the car door, preparing to catch up with the woman.

Just then, a deep engine sound came from afar.

At the end of the road, four motorcycles sped out of the shadows, their headlights piercing the night. The riders were fully armed, wearing helmets that completely obscured their faces.

Zhou Yi immediately became alert.

He rushed forward, grabbed the woman's wrist, and dragged her to the back of the car.

"What are you doing! Let me go!"

The woman screamed instinctively, her expression filled with terror and resistance.

"Shut up," Zhou Yi said, covering her mouth with his hand. "If you want to live, don't move."

In an instant, gunshots rang out.

The assassin on the back of the motorcycle fired first.

The submachine gun spat out blazing flames, and bullets rained down on the ground and the vehicle.

Zhou Yi decisively pinned the woman to the ground, rolled over and knelt down, drew the pistol from his waist, peered at the swaying figure, and pulled the trigger.

boom! boom! boom!
Three shots were fired in quick succession, and several people fell to the ground, their screams mingling with the roar of the gunfire.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp screech of brakes rang out.

However, before Zhou Yi could catch his breath, he heard chaotic footsteps coming from the right front of the car, as if more assassins were gathering in this direction.

That's fucking ridiculous.

He cursed in his mind.

There was no cover, no way to retreat, and the doors and windows on both sides of the street were tightly closed.

We can't afford to waste any more time.

Glancing at the woman who clearly lacked combat ability, Zhou Yi gritted his teeth, raised his pistol, and aimed at the street lamp overhead.

With a few sharp cracks, the light bulb shattered, and glass shards scattered everywhere.

The original light was immediately and completely swallowed up, plunging the entire street into darkness.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhou Yi pulled the woman up from the ground, shoved her into the car, and quickly climbed into the driver's seat, starting the engine and shifting gears in one fluid motion.

The engine roared, the tires screeched as they scraped across the ground, and the car lurched forward, crashing into the still panicked assassins.

"Fire! Fire! Fire!"

The leader roared in anger after realizing what had happened.

Upon receiving the order, the men immediately raised their guns and returned fire at the vehicle, the dense hail of bullets shattering the rear windshield.

The woman screamed, curled up in her seat, and trembled all over.

Zhou Yi crouched down, his hands firmly gripping the steering wheel, ready to retreat immediately if his first attack failed.

The car drove recklessly on the road, overturning roadside light signs.

Gradually, the tall buildings in their field of vision were replaced by low shacks, and the group had already entered the slums while chasing each other.

The pursuers behind them were no strangers to this place.

Zhou Yi glanced at the rearview mirror and saw three motorcycles approaching from the darkness, soon entering firing range.

He cursed under his breath, then abruptly adjusted the steering wheel and turned left onto an adjacent downhill road.

The road was lined with dense palm trees, the ground was uneven and bumpy, the tires bounced on the gravel and the car shook violently.

The rider at the front suddenly accelerated, closing in on the rear flank, in coordination with the gunman on the back who was trying to take aim.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi simply turned the steering wheel sharply, causing the front of the car to slide sideways and the rear to skid along the wall at high speed, crashing hard into the other car's front wheel.

The motorcycle instantly lost its balance.

The motorcycle rolled over, throwing the duo violently off course. They crashed into the roadside, sparks flying and debris scattering everywhere.

Zhou Yi did not stop and continued rushing down the slope.

At the same time, the vehicle's vibrations became increasingly intense.

Suddenly, I heard the screeching sound of a tire bursting beneath me.

The left rear wheel suddenly lost support, the car shook, tilted slightly to the side, and the speed dropped instantly.

Four assassins stood a dozen meters away, staring intently at the stalled car. "What happened? The boss didn't say that woman hired a bodyguard," one of them asked.

"Perhaps she hired him at the last minute." The leader sneered. "In any case, we must resolve this issue today."

The four men quickly spread out, forming an encirclement and slowly approaching, their guns always pointed at the stationary car.

The surrounding light was dim, and only a blurry figure could be vaguely seen in the passenger seat.

Suddenly, the car door clicked softly.

The woman crawled out shakily, her hands raised high, the fear on her face appearing exceptionally real in the dim light.

The men instinctively stopped, raised their guns, aimed, and were about to pull the trigger.

"I surrender! Don't shoot!"

Upon hearing the noise, the woman screamed, crying out in despair, "He's dead! He's really dead! The things aren't here, but I know the address, I'll tell you, please spare my life!"

The man in the lead frowned, clearly skeptical of her explanation.

"Where is the thing?" He took two steps forward, the gun still pointed at the woman. "Explain yourself."

The woman trembled slightly as she pleaded, "I'm injured, I really can't get out. Please, get me out of here, I'll tell you everything!"

A brief silence fell over the air.

The man's eyes flickered as he weighed the pros and cons in his mind.

"I really can't move. Please." The woman cried, her words filled with despair.

After a moment, the man finally chose to believe her.

He turned back and signaled to his companions to spread out to the sides to keep watch, then slowly approached the car with his gun raised.

However, just as he was about to touch the woman, an accident occurred.

A dark shadow suddenly flashed out from behind the car.

boom!
A bullet struck between the eyebrows. The man didn't even groan before he helplessly released his submachine gun and fell straight down.

Zhou Yi reached out and caught the falling weapon, while simultaneously tossing the empty pistol in his hand precisely at the woman.

"Get down!" he commanded sharply, then quickly turned around and pulled the trigger.

Da da da--

The muzzle flashed with continuous sparks.

The three assassins, who were trying to retaliate, had just raised their guns when they were shot in the chest, blood splattering as they staggered to the ground.

Smoke filled the air, and the smell of blood wafted on the wind.

Zhou Yi took two more steps forward, and after confirming that there were no other survivors around, he returned to the car.

Gina Lopez.

He suddenly spoke, causing the woman who was trying to sneak away to freeze.

If I told you you'd mistake someone for someone else, would you believe me?

Zhou Yi did not answer, but stared at her calmly, the muzzle of his gun lowered.

Gina felt uncomfortable under his gaze, chuckled awkwardly a few times, and finally shrugged and confessed:

“Okay, I’m Gina Lopez.”

After a pause, she looked directly at Zhou Yi, seemingly trying to regain the upper hand in terms of momentum: "You want to kill me too? Then go ahead, anyway, the item isn't in my hands."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi revealed a mocking smile: "If I wanted to kill you, I would have done it long ago. Why would I wait until now?"

"So what exactly do you want to do?"

"I'm here to help you fulfill your wish."

Zhou Yi was telling the truth.

Gina, however, looked as if she had choked.

"Ha, you wouldn't happen to be some kind of fairy godmother, would you?"

(End of this chapter)