Chapter 938: Night Battle Between The Two

Ye Jian had always chosen to agree with Xia Jinyuan’s deployment, even G3 and the others agreed to it, what other objections should she have? His arrangements were indeed very good since it protected Old Guan’s wife, which was what she wanted.

With the intimacy during the day, Ye Jian, who had slowly released the shackles in her heart, held his slender and strong hand. She smiled lightly, “Not afraid; we have guns, we have the manpower, this is our land, I’m not afraid.”

With you by my side, there’s really no need to feel afraid.

“There should be around six people I know of. One of them was cleared away at the hospital, and five people remain. The odds of two against five is very high,” Xia Jinyuan talked about the situation on his side which he and G3 knew about, “There are no heavy weapons on the five of them, they have handguns as the main weapon just like us. We are used to night battles, and they are also familiar with night battles. Little fox, the true battle is about to begin.”

Ye Jian raised her brows. After the fight the last time, the bloody battle had long been ignited. Her raised brows contained the cruelty of soldiers, even the words she spoke contained the trace of the smoke of war, “I’m looking forward to it and wish to finish them off.”

To mutilate our citizens, the lost lives cannot be recovered; they can only use their blood to commemorate the lives of the departed!

The mountains at night were extraordinarily peaceful. Even when a nocturnal bird flapped its wings, it related to peacefulness.

The car was not driven to the mountains. It stopped at the place Xia Jinyuan had long selected to hide the vehicle. When the car was turned off, the vibration of the mobile phone was a little loud, Xia Jinyuan looked at the number and immediately answered it, “Brother Zi.”

“The person has been dealt with. The cremated ashes were directly scattered into the river to feed the fishes,” Hou Zi was in a villa in Dalang Mountain, he was fiddling with a lighter, “Old Sixth, Brother Zi is really following you this time, you must come back in one piece.”

Xia Jinyuan narrowed his eyes and said indifferently: “Xia Yiwei is waiting for you to head over. You should be able to snatch the bride right now; the location is the usual place by the river you all used to date. However, Brother Zi, I wonder if you’re able to make it in time if you’re currently still at Dalang Mountain right now?”

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Sounds of beeping could be heard from the phone. When Xia Jinyuan and Ye Jian were blending into the night, there was a huge explosion coming from the kitchen of Hou Zi’s private villa on Dalang Mountain, not only did it blow up the whole kitchen, there was even a huge pit under the kitchen, half the villa was destroyed.

The huge explosion caused tremors on the surface, scaring the birds on Dalang Mountain away, half of Dalang Mountain seemed to have jolted awake.

The returning birds fluttered their wings with a slight movement of the wind and grass; there were also pheasants in the bushes that were alarmed by just a light movement; they clucked and scuttled in alarm.

Ye Jian and Xia Jinyuan didn’t follow the mountain path as she crawled in a catlike manner as she followed Xia Jinyuan towards the abandoned house in the mountain. They climbed the mountain for two hours and were only two kilometers away from the target.

The light was dim; there were cawing of rooks. Ye Jian stopped under the dim night; she smelled the scent of a third person in the dark. 

It rained a few days ago and was autumn; the dense forest was filled with the scent of decayed vegetation, Ye Jian had smelled such a scent along the way, she was sensitive towards the sudden intrusion of a foreign scent.

She gently pulled Xia Jinyuan’s sleeve; she made a hand gesture to him when he turned his head and pointed at the four o’clock direction.

Telling him, there was someone at their four o’clock.

At eleven at night, both of them were communicating using hand gestures. They quietly crossed the bushes, stepping on the leaves like stepping on cotton without making the slightest noise. They didn’t even touch the branches; their figures were like shadows heading towards the four o’clock direction.

- my thoughts:
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