Chapter 213 Flower Bloom Becomes a Calamity
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"There's blood on the ground, give chase!" A SWAT officer, leading an imposing German Shepherd, followed the trail of blood.
"The area ahead is sealed off; he can't escape!"
A group of SWAT officers and Song Family security members, guns at the ready,氣勢洶洶地朝著蕭辰宇離開的方向追去！
與此同時，在其他幾個角落，幾名穿著便衣的男子以更快的速度啟動追趕了出去，瞬間消失在夜色中！
In another corner, a shadow rapidly scaled walls and leaped over complex terrain, flying across rooftops!
Xiao Chenyu was clutching his right arm, coughing occasionally as he ran at high speed. Seeing the figures relentlessly pursuing him from behind, Xiao Chenyu's eyes revealed both helplessness and ruthlessness.
No one could have imagined that a soldier with such formidable individual combat prowess as the renowned Golden Blade Silversmith would be in this predicament upon returning to Beijing!
During his confrontation with Wang Zheng, after Xiao Chenyu had been called by name, he briefly lost focus and didn't expect the opponent to sprinkle some strange powder that was extremely irritating and obstructed his vision. It was already a difficult feat to dodge five out of six shots.
Now, however, with a bullet lodged in his right arm causing excruciating pain every time he moved, Xiao Chenyu found himself unable to avoid coughing even as he sucked in cold air.
Xiao Chenyu's speed was gradually decreasing, while the distance between him and the five pursuing figures was closing!
These individuals appeared to be experts who were no less than those guarding Zhongnanhai, swiftly approaching Xiao Chenyu with ease as if walking on flat ground.
"Just shoot."
The plainclothes bodyguards exchanged glances and one of them drew his pistol, taking a quick aim before firing!
Yet, it seemed that Xiao Chenyu had anticipated this shot; the moment the plainclothes man fired, he rolled to the left, dodging the bullet.
The plainclothes bodyguard hadn't expected him to dodge out of thin air and was about to fire again when a flash of gold suddenly appeared before his eyes. His right hand, holding the gun, was severed at the wrist in an instant; blood gushed like a fountain!
At the same time, the other four plainclothes men simultaneously drew their guns and fired!
The Golden Blade traced a graceful arc under the moonlight, then swung wide before flying back.
However, as the blade turned, another of the plainclothes bodyguards cried out in agony and fell to the ground!
His entire right arm had been cleanly severed and thrown away, with a smooth and neat cut! Blood spurted out instantly!
A golden knife took one wrist; silver thread snapped an arm!
Xiao Chenyu endured the pain and retracted the golden knife, then leaped down from the roof.
The moment he moved just now had pulled at his wound, causing the bleeding to accelerate. If it were before, Xiao Chenyu wouldn’t have cared about these plainclothes bodyguards at all; a single sweep of the golden knife could instantly end their lives. But now that he was ambushed by Wang Zheng and hit with both internal and external injuries, the gunshot wound in his arm caused excruciating pain, while his windpipe felt like it was on fire. His strength wasn’t even half of what it usually was, leaving him no desire to continue fighting.
Just as Xiao Chenyu was about to land, a car steadily pulled up in front of him. The door opened, and two men holding assault rifles rushed out, coldly saying to Xiao Chenyu: "Young Master sent us to pick you up; get into the car."
Xiao Chenyu clutched his arm and directly sat in the back seat, with the two armed men following him inside. As soon as the accelerator was pressed, this unremarkable Santana began roaring away in the night.
Encountering roadblocks, the Santana didn’t even stop; it charged straight through. One special police officer tried to intercept but was sent flying!
"Shoot! Don’t let that car get away!" Gunshots rang out one after another, only to find a black barrel peeking from the rear window of the Santana, easily sweeping across and leaving these left-behind special police officers with bullet wounds in their legs, falling to the ground unwillingly!
"Young Master is waiting for you at the estate."
The driver executed a perfect drift maneuver, putting those special police officers out of sight.
Xiao Chenyu silently sighed and closed his eyes without responding.
“You’re really not going back” Wang Zheng looked at Song Ziyè with an ambiguous smile, still carrying a faint warmth in his eyes.
The red Ford Focus had already driven to the moat on the west outskirts. Wang Zheng and Song Ziyè were sitting in the rear seat; Song Ziyè leaned gently against the man’s arms, her gaze soft as the moonlit night.
“I’m not going back,” Song Ziyè sighed. “This is our first meeting after returning to the capital, I don’t want to leave so soon.”
“Don’t you want to go see your dad”
"You already said he's safe; what else am I going back for" Song Ziyè replied. "Some choices might be difficult, but once a decision is made, one will realize these choices were actually very simple and easy."
Wang Zheng nodded as well: "As long as you choose the right direction, you won’t feel lost." He understood what Song Ziyè’s words meant; he knew how much risk and hardship she had taken by choosing him. Although they were sitting side by side here, no one could imagine the immense pressure that rested on Miss Song’s shoulders.
"Stay with me for a night. The next time we meet, who knows what kind of scene it will be" Song Ziyè’s voice carried a faint sadness.
The first time Wang Zheng and Song Ziyè met after returning to the capital city, Wang Zheng had already stirred up quite a commotion at the Song family. No one could predict what kind of scene their next meeting would bring.
Wang Zheng was speechless; he held Song Ziyè in his arms, gazing at the moonlight above with a serene expression.
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The time passed quickly. Before they knew it, it was dawn. The capital city was still cold at this hour, but the car's air conditioning was on full blast, making the ride quite comfortable.
Song Ziyè was lying in Wang Zheng's arms and appeared to have fallen asleep, his breathing even and long lashes fluttering gently. Wang Zheng also dozed off for a bit. Upon waking up and seeing Song Ziyè like this, warmth welled up inside him, causing him to lean down and press a gentle kiss on the lips of the person in his arms.
Song Ziyè woke up as well, glanced at the time, and showed an expression tinged with reluctance.
"We finally have to go back." Song Ziyè held Wang Zheng's hand, speaking calmly. But what Wang Zheng heard conveyed a complex sentiment.
"Let’s head back," Wang Zheng patted Song Ziyè's hand, trying to comfort him: "The capital city is our home; we’ll have plenty of opportunities to meet."
Song Ziyè didn’t speak, his eyes ablaze.
Wang Zheng found the gaze disconcerting. He opened the car door and said, “Why don’t you go back first It wouldn't look good if others saw me here.”
As he spoke, Wang Zheng had already put one foot out of the vehicle.
But at that moment, his neck was suddenly embraced tightly by Song Ziyè's arm, and he felt a warm breath against his ear.
Song Ziyè leaned over Wang Zheng’s ear, her breath minty sweet: “Don’t go.”
Wang Zheng closed the car door and turned around, forcefully pinning Song Ziyè down on the seat.
As he kissed and caressed Song Ziyè passionately and fervently, Wang Zheng unbuttoned her clothes; Song Ziyè did not lag behind either, her hands moving as quickly as his.
Before long, both of them were undressed.
Song Ziyè lay on the seat with legs wrapped around Wang Zheng’s waist. Her slender fingers traced over those scars, speaking softly but seductively: “I want you.”
The deep-seated desire within Wang Zheng was unleashed; he lowered his head and suckled at that spot of rosy red.
Song Ziyè held Wang Zheng's head against her chest, allowing him to freely caress, bite, and kiss those white waves.
Pressing his face deep into those two towering, pale and soft mounds made Wang Zheng feel as if he was suffocating from desire. Finally, he arched his waist and thrust a part of his body into the moist warmth.
Song Ziyè let out a delicate cry, and spring的氣息 began to permeate the compartment; viewed from outside, the red Ford Focus could be seen shaking at an incredibly fast frequency.
The ice on the river had long melted. It looked as though spring was about to arrive.
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After parting ways with Song Ziyè, Wang Zheng's mood became complicated.
They say women are the most complex creatures in the world, but once men become complex, women can't understand them at all.
The man’s world is understood only by other men.
Sitting in a taxi, Wang Zheng's thoughts were scattered.
Encountering the legendary expert Xiao Chenyu in Song’s garden was unexpected for Wang Zheng. He hadn't expected that this man famous throughout the Middle East had come to Beijing and even set his sights on him.
To be honest, having such an evenly matched expert constantly watching him wasn’t a pleasant experience for Wang Zheng. Imagine if someone lay in wait on your path every day with a sniper rifle, looking for opportunities to kill you; that kind of life was unbearable just thinking about it.
However, Wang Zheng knew that Xiao Chenyu must have been injured and would take some time to recover. He had clearly heard Xiao Chenyu's stifled groans when he left Song Mingwei’s room.
At present, Wang Zheng couldn't determine whether Xiao Chenyu was someone Su Tianran invited or the mysterious masked figure mentioned by Song Mingwei. Of course, Wang Zheng firmly believed that Su Tianran wasn’t that masked person.
The waters of Beijing were already murky enough.
Seeing it was still early, Wang Zheng had originally planned to visit Zhang Mingqi's place, but when he took out his phone, he saw a text message from her:
"I've gone abroad on business to Europe and then Japan; I'll be back in half a month."
The seductive woman said she would wait for Wang Zheng’s return from Ningxia before pushing him down in the office. However, after their meeting at Narielan that night, somehow neither of them mentioned it again. Perhaps Zhang Mingqi wasn't ready or was too embarrassed, or perhaps Wang Zheng had just had a doomed affair with Song Ziyè and couldn’t bring himself to push another woman into bed.
Although Wang Zheng liked both women very much, subconsciously, as a modern person, he had never thought of establishing a large harem for himself.
But even though Wang Zheng avoided entanglements with women, his桃花運 (taohuayun - mischievous fortune) still couldn't be escaped from.
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