Chapter 170 – The White Moonlight is Forcibly Loved by the Substitute 68
The group quickly retreated with the heavily injured Jingmo. That same day, they prepared thorough disguises and set off for Han Sea. Yin Ge suppressed the agitation in her heart, her eyes glued to the red dot on the video feed. She was extremely worried for the safety of the madman Jingmo, who was using himself as bait. All she could do was pray in her heart that the guy could hold on until the end!
Three days later, Si Shuangyu slowly regained consciousness. The dose of medicine Jingmo had given him this time was so heavy that it had kept him asleep for a full three days!
[My Lord, you’re awake!]
Xiao Ai spoke excitedly, quickly recounting the events of the past few days. That overly intelligent little pervert, Jingmo, had long planned to use Gu Qiyan. So he deliberately leaked the fact that he was not the original owner of the body, all to make Gu Qiyan target Shuang Yu. He used a switcheroo tactic to make them think he had been moved, when in fact he had been hiding in the manor’s secret basement all along.
[Currently, Gu Qiyan and the others have arrived at the secret base in Han Sea. Jingmo’s men were already in Han Sea, and they have set out for the rescue. The World Government’s forces are also en route to the scene. A major battle should break out soon!]
Xiao Ai chattered on and on. Shuang Yu pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling a headache coming on. He nodded to show he understood, then formed a hand seal, and his figure instantly vanished.
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In a hidden mountain in Han Sea, because it was a tropical region, there were no tall buildings, only stilt houses of various sizes. The surrounding area was planted with vast fields of poppies, a sea of fiery red that was beautiful to behold, yet carried an air of death and decay.
Jingmo had been brought here two days ago. In those two days, he hadn’t had a drop of water and had been continuously tortured. He had passed out countless times, only to be ruthlessly woken up with splashes of water. Gu Qiyan was determined to torture him to death.
“Damn it, aren’t you two all lovey-dovey? Why isn’t your precious Yu coming to save you now? You bastard, showing off your love in front of me? Haven’t you fucking heard that those who flaunt their love die fast!”
He grabbed a branding iron with a savage expression, heated it until it was red-hot, and pressed it onto Jingmo’s face without hesitation. White smoke rose, and the smell of burning flesh filled the air. The latter’s body convulsed in pain, but he didn’t even let out a whimper. The more Gu Qiyan had once cherished that face, the more he hated it now. Only by destroying it with his own hands could he appease the hatred in his heart.
“Hehe… Yu won’t come… because, in the end, I will return to his side.”
His chapped, pale lips opened and closed as Jingmo let out a pathological laugh, his tone full of conviction.
“Go have your fucking daydream! I will never let you walk out of here alive!”
Gu Qiyan cursed with a twisted face, then suddenly grabbed his neck and squeezed hard. There was no fear on the latter’s face; instead, he showed him an extremely sinister smile. At that very moment, a loud ‘BOOM’ was heard, and the stilt house began to shake violently.
What’s happening?! Gu Qiyan’s body stiffened, his face changing drastically.
“Thank you for helping me find Ai Jing’s whereabouts, allowing me to… catch all of you in one fell swoop!”
Jingmo smiled with deep meaning, and with a ‘SNAP—’ the chains binding him instantly broke. Gu Qiyan’s pupils contracted violently, and he instinctively reached for his gun. The latter reacted even faster, knocking him down with a single punch. The gun he had already drawn flew from his hand and slid away. Jingmo, holding the iron chain, quickly wrapped it around Gu Qiyan’s neck and pulled tight.
‘Ugh—’ Gu Qiyan’s face instantly turned beet red. A sense of suffocation washed over him, and he struggled frantically, but he couldn’t break free from Jingmo’s grip. His face turned from red to blue, then from blue to white. His eyes rolled back, and the strength gradually drained from his body.
Jingmo had intended to kill the damn guy right then and there. But through the window of the stilt house, he saw Ai Jing escaping. Damn it. He cursed under his breath, kicked the unconscious Gu Qiyan towards a brazier, and leaped out the window in pursuit.
The fallen Gu Qiyan knocked over the nearby brazier. The brazier overturned, and the wooden stilt house quickly caught fire. On the other side, Tian Yue protected Ai Jing, took out a group of people, and ran at full speed towards a helicopter in the distance.
Jingmo wasn’t far behind them. If he hadn’t been injured, he would have easily caught up. But he hadn’t had a drop of water in days and had been constantly tortured; his physical condition was truly terrible.
“Brother, you go first. I’ll take care of that guy!”
Tian Yue had been outsmarted by this young brat countless times and had long harbored resentment. No matter what, he had to kill this guy to be satisfied. Ai Jing frowned and glanced back at the pursuing Jingmo, then nodded at him and continued forward under the escort of other guards.
‘Swoosh—’ A figure suddenly rushed out, tackling Tian Yue to the ground and locking a scissor leg around his neck, squeezing tightly. Not to be outdone, he grabbed one of Jingmo’s legs, and his powerful fists rained down on his kneecap like a storm.
‘CRACK—’ The sound of bone breaking rang out. Jingmo let out a muffled grunt as his body was violently swung around by his leg. Before he could even catch his breath, Tian Yue pounced again, straddling him and delivering a flurry of brutal blows. The pervert knew his weakness was his wound, and his powerful fists relentlessly hammered his injured abdomen.
Jingmo fought back fiercely, swinging his fist towards his temple. Although he was heavily injured, his strength was not something an ordinary person could withstand. This punch had lost at least seventy percent of its force, but Tian Yue was still hit so hard his head split open. A wave of dizziness washed over him, and his stomach churned; he almost threw up.
The two wrestled in the poppy field, a brutal bare-knuckle brawl where every punch was a testament to their ferocity! The longer the fight dragged on, the more disadvantageous it became for the heavily injured Jingmo. In the end, due to his severe injuries, he lost the upper hand and was caught in a chokehold by Tian Yue, who squeezed with all his might.
His eyes were bloodshot and bulging, and the veins on his body stood out as he prepared to use all his remaining strength for one last struggle. A gentle breeze blew past, carrying the unique cold fragrance of Shuang Yu.
“How pathetic. And you… still dare to say you’ll protect me?”
From a short distance away, an overly cold voice sounded. Jingmo’s whole body trembled, and he looked over in disbelief. Tian Yue also frowned and looked over. Dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, Shuang Yu stood with one hand in his pocket, leisurely watching the two of them.