Chapter 373: Unfair Ambush (2/5, Autumn Subscription)

However, no one paid any attention to A Ming's words at all.

Under the suppressive fire of gunfire, someone threw smoke grenades and tear gas grenades, then, wearing a helmet, charged into the room through the spreading smoke and quickly saw the corpse of Bai Su'e with a hole punched through his head.

"The boss is dead!"

"The boss was killed by them! We're too late!"

"Kill them, avenge the boss!!"

Bai Su'e had always treated these close bodyguards well; some were even orphans he had personally taken in and raised, true confidants whose loyalty was beyond question.

A Ming was the same. He had received much care from Bai Su'e, and even though he clearly knew what Bai Su'e had done to Bai Xiaoya, he could not betray Bai Su'e.

And now, Bai Su'e was dead, killed by Xiaoya's own hand.

For a moment, A Ming was stunned, his mind a complete blank.

And at that moment, the team members who had gone to check on Bai Su'e's condition let out screams one after another.

The screams, as if contagious, quickly spread through the smoke until they reached his side.

A Ming only felt a gust of wind pass by, and the companions around him who were still holding their rifles and firing dropped one after another.

His collar, as if grabbed by someone, and he felt everything around him rapidly receding.

By the time he came back to his senses, he was already at the exit of the underground bar.

Looking at the surroundings, he recognized this place as the underground parking garage, and the entrance to the underground bar behind him was slowly closing.

With a wail, A Ming bent over and began dry heaving, vomiting violently.

Being dragged along at such high intensity left his stomach churning violently; the whole person was extremely uncomfortable.

After barely finishing vomiting, he raised his head to look at the two people standing nearby and could not help but smile bitterly.

"Miss, Mr. Fang... why bother? The boss already promised me he wouldn't trouble you two again."

Fang Yue shook his head slightly: "Some things, once done, are done. Just because he won't trouble us, does that mean the suffering we endured can be brushed aside so lightly? What does he count for?"

Hearing Fang Yue's last words, A Ming fell silent.

Bai Xiaoya said at this moment: "A Ming, Bai Su'e is dead. What are your plans from now on? We've joined the United Society now. If you have nowhere to go, you can come to us."

"United Society... I..."

A Ming looked blankly at Bai Xiaoya, then at Fang Yue, and was just about to speak when his pupils suddenly contracted and his expression changed drastically.

"Watch out!!"

He suddenly shoved the startled Bai Xiaoya aside, shouting.

Just now, he had seen what looked like someone firing a gun toward them from a dark corner of the garage—a flash of fire.

Almost without thinking, he had already pushed Bai Xiaoya away and was waiting for the bullet to enter his body.

However...

Bang.

He, following Bai Xiaoya's example, fell steadily to the ground.

I'm... not dead?

A Ming looked up in astonishment, only to see Fang Yue, at some unknown moment, holding a pose with two fingers extended, pinching a deformed little iron ball.

Fang Yue glanced at A Ming and Bai Xiaoya, who were stunned and dazed on the ground, then turned to look at the darkness in the corner.

"Come out."

Clap! Clap! Clap!

Footsteps and the sound of applause rang out in alternation.

A big-busted woman in high heels slowly walked out of the shadows, applauding.

"Being able to take this shot between your legs—in a certain sense, you're even more troublesome to deal with than Qianlaotou."

Fang Yue's habit when looking at a person was to start from the feet and work his way up, observing the person's entire appearance.

But the obscenely big-busted woman before him caused Fang Yue to unconsciously change his usual habit, staring dumbly at that obscene amount of breast.

"It's her!?"

"It's that woman from back then!"

Bai Xiaoya and A Ming had already gotten up from the ground by now and recognized the newcomer.

It was unmistakably the Shadow Society member who had fought with Chairman Qian at Jiangyun Temple.

If I remember correctly, she seemed to be called... Luo Shuang! Also one of the Thirteen Daoists!

"We meet again, little ones."

Luo Shuang greeted them with an easy, generous smile, putting away the iron tube in her hand that looked like a bamboo cylinder.

"A Shadow Society member? When did you start tailing us? What's that thing in your hand?"

After forcing himself to look away, Fang Yue stared curiously at the iron tube in her hand.

He had originally been planning to raid the Shadow Society for spoils, but he hadn't expected them to deliver themselves right to his doorstep.

"Tailing you? No, no, no. I just happened to pick up some idiot's distress signal, and I was nearby anyway, so I came to check things out. What a coincidence—I just happened to see some familiar faces, so I had to come say hello, didn't I?"

Luo Shuang said with a smile, like a big sister next door.

But all three of them knew that the "hello" from earlier had been aimed at taking their lives.

His expression slightly darkening, Fang Yue said: "We're all members of the United Society now. To come after us—aren't you being a bit too bold?"

"If the Thirteen Daoists of the Shadow Society didn't even have a little boldness, that would be the real joke, wouldn't it?" Luo Shuang blinked.

"So there's nothing to talk about, then?"

"No, you may leave."

Fang Yue:???

Fang Yue stared at her suspiciously: "You're just letting us go like that?"

"What, can't bear to part with Big Sis me?" Luoshuang said with a light laugh.

Fang Yue looked at Luoshuang, then gave the two behind him a look.

"You two go on ahead, I'll cover the rear."

"Oh, quite the manly type — exactly the kind Big Sis me likes!" Luoshuang said with a giggling laugh.

Bai Xiaoya seemed to want to fight alongside Fang Yue, but was pressed back by a look from him.

Fang Yue acknowledged Bai Xiaoya's temperament, combat talent, and other such abilities, but her current strength was really just that of an ordinary person — not suited for a battle at this level.

After Bai Xiaoya and the others left, Fang Yue toyed with the small iron ball in his hand that had changed shape.

"You're not leaving with them? I don't often show kindness, you know."

Fang Yue smiled.

"I'm thinking you might not be showing kindness, but rather that you're injured and can't beat me."

The moment Fang Yue mentioned the word "injured," Luoshuang's expression clearly faltered for an instant; her easy, smiling look gradually turned calm, icy, and radiated a dense killing intent!

"I am indeed nursing a minor wound, but to say I can't beat you is absolute fantasy. Little brat, you've only just entered the United-Hand Society and already don't know the height of the heavens or the depth of the earth. I simply don't want to waste energy killing someone irrelevant — in other words, you still aren't worth the effort of me making a move. That's all there is to it!"

"Is that so, is that so."

Fang Yue nodded and walked toward Luoshuang step by step.

However, before he had taken a few steps forward, Luoshuang's expression grew solemn and she retreated a few steps.

"Oho! Retreating, are you? Afraid of this newcomer? Your words and your heart don't match, Big Sis."

Luoshuang had indeed been lying.

Her previous stop at Jiangyun Temple had been an escape from President Qian's hands, and she had paid no small price for it — her injuries still hadn't healed even now.

And then she had run straight into Fang Yue.

She had assumed that, responding to Bai Su'e's plea for help, she would only be facing ordinary people.

She hadn't expected... to come face to face with someone from the United-Hand Society!

(End of chapter)