Chapter 31: Saved

"Fuck this!"

A flash of coldness crossed Ye Feng's eyes; he slammed the steering wheel, and the car surged directly onto the sidewalk, narrowly avoiding the blockade ahead.

However, this maneuver also slowed the car's speed, and the pursuers behind closed in once again.

"Ye Feng, what do we do?"

There was a hint of trembling in Gu Ran's voice.

Ye Feng took a deep breath, his tone firm: "President Gu, trust me, we will definitely be able to escape."

After saying this, he slammed on the accelerator, and the car shot forward like an arrow released from a bowstring.

Ye Feng's vision had already begun to blur, but he still gripped the steering wheel tightly, relying on his powerful willpower to drive the car toward the city center.

Finally, after shaking off the last wave of pursuers, Ye Feng parked the car in a secluded alley.

He released the steering wheel and slumped against the seat, his face as pale as paper.

"Ye Feng!"

"Ye Feng, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Ran hurriedly supported him, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Ye Feng managed to open his eyes, his voice weak: "President Gu, I'm fine... just a little tired..."

Gu Ran's tears surged out instantly; she gripped Ye Feng's hand tightly, her voice choked with sobs: "Ye Feng, don't scare me... we're going to the hospital right now!"

Ye Feng shook his head, his tone firm: "No... Li Zhongshuo's men are definitely guarding all the major hospitals... we can't take the risk..."

Gu Ran gritted her teeth, forcing herself to calm down: "Fine, we won't go to the hospital. I'll help you treat the wound first, and then we'll think of a way."

Ye Feng nodded and slowly closed his eyes.

Then, with a "rip" sound, Gu Ran tore a strip of cloth directly from her sleeve!

Her fingers clutched the strip of cloth tightly, the edges of the fabric still carrying the lingering warmth of her body temperature.

Gu Ran's gaze fell upon Ye Feng's injured arm, where fresh blood was dripping down his shoulder, staining the seat beneath him red!

Her heart felt as if it were being fiercely gripped by something, and her breathing became rapid.

"Ye Feng, don't move, I'll bandage you right away..."

Gu Ran's voice trembled slightly, and her eye sockets were already red.

However, Ye Feng raised his other hand and gently pressed down on her movements.

His face was pale, and fine beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, but his gaze remained calm and firm.

"President Gu, don't bandage it yet... help me find a knife."

His voice was low, carrying a hint of unquestionable resolve.

Gu Ran was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood his intention.

Her heart contracted violently, and her voice was almost tearful: "You... you want to remove the bullet yourself? No, it's too dangerous! We're going to the hospital, right now!"

Ye Feng shook his head, the corners of his mouth forcing a faint smile: "The hospital is too dangerous!"

Gu Ran's tears instantly spilled over, and she gritted her teeth, her trembling fingers searching inside the car.

Finally, she found a small knife in the toolbox, its blade gleaming with a cold light in the dim illumination.

Gu Ran handed the knife to Ye Feng, her voice choked: "You... you must be careful."

Ye Feng took the knife, his gaze as calm as water.

He didn't say anything more, just took a deep breath, and then aimed the blade at the wound without hesitation.

Gu Ran subconsciously closed her eyes; the faint sound of the blade slicing through skin and flesh reached her ears, and her heart felt as if it had been fiercely pierced by something, hurting so much she could barely breathe.

Ye Feng's breathing became heavy, and the veins on his forehead bulged, but he never let out a single groan.

His fingers were as steady as a rock, and the blade precisely pried out the bullet embedded in his flesh.

With a "clink," the bullet fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and finally stopped at Gu Ran's feet.

Then, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes and began to circulate the Xuantian Sacred Scripture.

An invisible aura radiated from within his body, and the blood flow at the wound gradually slowed, even beginning to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Gu Ran's tears couldn't stop falling; she tremblingly picked up the cloth strip and gently bandaged Ye Feng's wound.

Her movements were extremely gentle, for fear of hurting him.

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on her tear-stained face.

He raised his hand and gently wiped the tears from her face, his voice low and tender: "Don't cry, I'm fine."

Gu Ran nodded, her voice filled with a hint of unease: "What... what should we do next?"

Ye Feng's gaze became sharp; he slowly stood up, and although his movements were somewhat sluggish, he was still as steady as Mount Tai.

He looked into the distance, a coldness permeating his eyes: "Those people won't let us go easily."

"We must leave here as soon as possible and find a safe place."

Gu Ran nodded; although she was still uneasy in her heart, she knew that now was not the time for hesitation.

After tidying up their things, Gu Ran helped Ye Feng out of the car, preparing to abandon the vehicle and leave this alley!

After all, this Porsche was simply too conspicuous!

Just then, two men wearing black kimonos suddenly appeared at the mouth of the alley.

They held sharp samurai swords, their gazes staring coldly at Ye Feng and Gu Ran; they were clearly not here with good intentions.

"Miss Gu, Mr. Ye Feng, please stay."

One of them said in stiff Chinese, his tone carrying a hint of unquestionable threat.

Ye Feng's expression instantly became grave; he subconsciously shielded Gu Ran behind him and whispered: "President Gu, be careful, these two are not simple."

Gu Ran's face was also somewhat pale, but she maintained her composure: "Who are you? What do you want?"

The two men did not answer, but instead slowly raised the samurai swords in their hands, the blades gleaming with a cold, chilling light in the dim alley.

Clearly, their goal was very clear—either capture the people, or kill them.

Although Ye Feng's right shoulder was injured, his gaze remained sharp.

He whispered to Gu Ran, "President Gu, I will hold them off in a moment; you find a chance to run."

Gu Ran shook her head, her tone firm: "No, I cannot abandon you!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to persuade her further, those two men had already stepped forward to close in, their blade tips pointing directly at Ye Feng and Gu Ran.

The atmosphere instantly became tense, as if a life-or-death struggle would erupt the next second.

Ye Feng clenched his fists and quietly circulated the Qi Strength within his body.

Just as the blades were about to strike Ye Feng's body, a low gunshot suddenly rang out from the depths of the alley.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two gunshots rang out almost simultaneously; those two men holding samurai swords fell to the ground in response, fresh blood gushing from their chests and staining the ground red.

Ye Feng and Gu Ran turned their heads at the same time, only to see a middle-aged man wearing a gray trench coat walking out from the depths of the alley.

He held a pistol equipped with a silencer in his hand, a cold and stern expression on his face.

"Xie... Vice President Xie?"

Gu Ran recognized the other party; it was precisely the Vice President of the Tianhai Chamber of Commerce, Xie Junhao.

Xie Junhao put away the pistol, walked in front of Ye Feng and Gu Ran, and asked with a frown, "President Gu, Ye Feng, are you two alright?"

Seeing the person who had arrived, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Vice President Xie, why are you here?"

Xie Junhao remained frowning: "Now is not the time to talk about this; my car is up ahead, come with me first!"