Chapter 1717: Beiping Old Dream: Beauty Actor Overpowers the Big Shot 32

Third floor.

Xiao Bofeng realized something was wrong when the middle-aged man was moving Xu Nanchun.

Xiao Bofeng brought the goons sent to fetch people and a bewildered group that had appeared out of nowhere up to the fourth floor, where they clashed; the fourth floor then rushed down and discovered the dead red-bearded foreigners, leading him to believe the Chinese had broken their promise, and so they all ended up together.

In the corridor, Xiao Bofeng's suspicions flared; he brought his people up to the third floor as a fallback, where he happened to meet the two people preparing to move.

"How are you here!" Xiao Bofeng stared at Xu Nanchun, unable to describe his feelings, only filled with shock.

"Wrong..."

Xiao Bofeng recognized the clothes Xu Nanchun was wearing; the style was uncommon, and today Jin Chen and Pei Yinnian were both wearing this set.

Thinking back to how those foreigners poorly said the commander was killed, he reacted and shouted angrily: "Did you help Pei Yinnian kill Commander Lak?!"

"Catch them! Interrogate them to find out Pei Yinnian's whereabouts!"

"You scoundrels, traitors! Grandpa I'll fight you to the death!"

The middle-aged man shoved the walkie-talkie into Xu Nanchun's hands, shoved him toward the corridor, and said, "Go find the president and them!"

He drew his gun and charged at Xiao Bofeng in anger.

Just then, Xu Nanchun, who had stumbled and nearly fallen down, accidentally hit the walkie-talkie, he blankly stared at the man's retreating back as he charged out, gritted his teeth, got up, and fled downstairs.

But after just a few steps, Xu Nanchun's whole body jolted—the man was thrown down by Xiao Bofeng's people, his body riddled with bullet holes.

Xu Nanchun turned around, trembling, fear turning to numbness, slowly lifting his gaze upward.

Xiao Bofeng was surrounded by foreign soldiers, smiling and extending his hand: "Come up, I can pretend nothing happened—just tell me where Pei Yinnian is, and after this is settled, I'll marry you."

Clearly someone he had loved for two years, yet facing Xiao Bofeng now, Xu Nanchun felt only dread.

"Pei Yinnian, Jin Chen… they went… to the fourth-floor auction hall."

Xu Nanchun trembled as Xiao Bofeng held him in his arms, his fear making his voice sound like it was squeezed from his throat, mixed with tears he continued: "They wanted… wanted to go to the auction hall to find something like the Gold Thread Robe… ah!"

He had his chin grabbed by Xiao Bofeng, forced to meet that scrutinizing, probing gaze.

"You're not lying to me? Then why were you heading downstairs?" Xiao Bofeng wondered suspiciously.

"Because…"

"Because… I don't want to look for them; I just want to survive."

Xu Nanchun trembled as he lightly touched Xiao Bofeng's face with his hand, tears streaming endlessly, "I'm not lying to you."

"Very good." Xiao Bofeng smiled, giving him a reward-like hug, "Besides, how could you hide something from me for an outsider?"

Xiao Bofeng turned and spoke in a foreign language to the foreign soldiers: "Pei Yinnian doesn't know where the Gold Thread Robe is; first come with me to the fourth floor to kill him, there's Mr. Weier on the basement level, nothing will go wrong."

At the other end of the walkie-talkie, the three people simultaneously let out a sigh of relief.

"They're all on the fourth floor—watch me wipe them out like catching turtles in a jar!" Chu Wu barked, ran out and ordered his deputy to lead people charging up: "No matter who, anyone not killing the foreigners is the enemy! We'll take them all in one pot!"

"Right, don't forget to find Pei Yiqing!" Chu Wu suddenly remembered why he'd gotten the news.

"Yes! Fifth Lord!"

Chu Wu brought two squads back, tightened his belt, and said, "Let's go down."

——

Basement.

Outside the room housing the safe for the Gold Thread Robe, Weier and Lianghaitou sat facing each other, the atmosphere seeming calm but actually tense.

Meanwhile, the Chinese voice Jin Chen heard came from Chu San, who had gone downstairs early.

Listening to those two foreigners discuss the ownership of the Gold Thread Robe and the map, it was impossible for Chu San not to feel uneasy; he grew increasingly irritated and kicked the table leg.

"Are you done arguing? I say split it fifty-fifty—hurry up and pay!"

Really hoping that map could get us into Jiangning.

As Chu Wu went downstairs, he happened to hear this, clenched his gun, kicked the door, his eyes blazing like fire.

"Chu San, you bastard! I'll kill you and then go apologize to my father!"

Lianghaitou jumped up in surprise, "Who is it! Who barged in!"

"Your grandfather!" Chu Wu grabbed his submachine gun and swept it inside.

The soldiers behind him immediately clashed with the foreigners and Japanese inside, gunfire filling the room.

Chu Wu took advantage of the chaos to look back, signaling with his eyes.

Jin Chen and Pei Yinnian used the basement tables and cabinets for cover, gradually approaching the heavily guarded room's door and opened fire.

"Here!" Yun Cunxuan, who had been missing for a long time, pushed open the hidden door at the end of the corridor and shouted from inside, "Hurry!"

Pei Yinnian startled, grabbed Jin Chen's hand, "Don't linger in battle, let's go!"

The hidden door was locked.

"Ugh..."

Jin Chen, just entering, couldn't hold back his nausea: "What kind of place is this?"

Cramped and narrow, with a strange smell.

"It's the bottom of the restroom, this place is safe!" Yun Cunxuan said, but his sweat-beaded forehead and continuously bleeding thigh showed it was no easy feat.

Jin Chen: "……"

He tried his best to hold his breath.

Pei Yinnian supported Yun Cunxuan, worry weighing on his voice, brows furrowed: "How did you end up here, and who hurt you?"

"I followed the auctioneer downstairs, only then learning the Gold Thread Robe was targeted, so I came first to find the item—who knew there'd be so many foreigners down here."

Yun Cunxuan's neck veins bulged, the muscles around his lips tight as he forced a laugh: "But it's all right—I swapped the item out."

He patted the safe that had always been hidden behind him: "Those idiots still don't realize they're guarding an empty room."

"The box is too big; without the password I can't get it out… Damn it, what are you doing?!" Yun Cunxuan winced as Jin Chen tore the cloth binding his thigh, his face going pale, cold sweat pouring down.

"If you keep tying it, your leg will be ruined."

Jin Chen pressed on the necrotic skin around the wound, his tone somewhat grave, "The bullet hasn't been taken out?"

Hiss……no!

"Hold him down, I'll get the bullet out." Jin Chen quickly said to Pei Yinnian.

"Okay." Pei Yinnian's face turned grave as he embraced Yun Cunxuan's upper body, "Cunxuan, hold on!"