NCCnovel Chapter 295 Waiting for the rabbit
Chapter 295 Waiting for the rabbit
He could never have imagined that the one who survived this fierce battle was Murong Ling'er.
More than seventy assassins and his most trusted personal bodyguard were all killed by this seemingly weak woman. This made him feel extremely shocked and angry, and at the same time he felt a deep fear of Murong Ling'er.
"He Jinyan, today is the day you die!" Murong Ling'er walked towards the house step by step, holding a bloody sword.
Her eyes were full of murderous intent, as if she wanted to eat He Jinyan alive.
He Jinyan stood there in a daze, his legs felt as if they were nailed down, his mind blank.
The deadly silent courtyard, the bloody smell, and the ghostly Murong Ling'er filled every nerve in his body with fear.
It took him a long time to come back to his senses, and his first thought was to escape from this hell on earth.
He was in a panic and moved the tables and chairs quickly with trembling hands. The legs of the tables and chairs rubbed against the ground, making a sharp and piercing sound, which seemed particularly terrifying in the silent night. He pressed the tables and chairs tightly against the door, as if this could stop Murong Linger's deadly footsteps.
Then he quickly ran to the back window of the room, his movements hurried and hurried, and hurriedly pushed the window open gently, afraid of making any sound. Then he jumped up and quietly jumped out of the window.
The moment he landed, his heart was still beating wildly in his chest, his breathing was rapid and heavy. In the faint moonlight, he suddenly saw a figure a few meters away.
In an instant, all the blood in his body seemed to solidify, his heart stopped, and he froze in place, with only one thought in his mind: Murong Ling'er is chasing him!
However, when he looked carefully and found that it was not the woman who frightened him, his tense nerves relaxed a little, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was secretly glad in his heart.
He didn't dare to stop for a moment and ran away, stumbling and his heels knocking on the ground, as if there was a flood or a beast chasing him from behind.
Mudik stood in the shadows, looking at the fleeing figure with cold eyes, a mocking smile on his lips.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He first glanced at the wide-open window, then saw the tightly blocked door through the window. He thought to himself: This He Jinyan is such a cowardly loser. Thinking of this, he flashed and chased after him as fast as a ghost in the dark night. His footsteps were light and silent, as if he had merged into the darkness.
After the two figures left one after another, Murong Ling'er appeared from the corner. Her eyes showed determination and resoluteness. With a light wave of her jade hand, the long sword was instantly sheathed.
Her figure was as fast as lightning, and she tapped the ground with her toes. Like a blue phantom, she quickly followed. The moonlight sprinkled on her body, outlining her graceful figure, but also made her exude a murderous aura.
He Jinyan ran all the way, panting, and finally escaped from his own villa. He only wanted to escape back to Longmen City overnight and find a safe place to hide, but he never expected that there seemed to be a plaster stuck on his back that could not be shaken off.
Every time he looked back, he could see the dark shadow following him, and the fear in his heart gradually turned into anger.
Finally, after turning back to confirm that the shadow was still following closely, he became extremely angry. He suddenly stopped, turned around, glared at the person behind him fiercely, and shouted, "Who are you? Why are you following me? What do you want to do?"
His voice was hoarse with anger and fear, and beads of sweat covered his forehead, gleaming strangely in the moonlight.
Hearing this, Mudik couldn't help laughing. The laughter echoed in the silent night, making people feel creepy. He was dressed in black, with a black scarf covering his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes. He stood quietly opposite He Jinyan, and there was an indescribable meaning in his smile, as if he was mocking He Jinyan's stupidity and ignorance.
He Jinyan looked at his smile and her heart skipped a beat. An ominous premonition came to her mind and the cold sweat on her back instantly soaked her clothes.
"What are you laughing at?" He Jinyan was shocked and angry, and his voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.
"I'm laughing at you being stupid." Mudik's tone was cold, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. The three words "I'm laughing at you being stupid" came out of his mouth, as if wrapped in frost, full of malice and ridicule.
"How dare you challenge me!" He Jinyan had never been humiliated like this since he was a child, especially when he had just experienced a life-and-death escape and was still in shock.
He was furious, his eyes were red, and he pounced on Mudik opposite him like an enraged beast.
His movements were completely chaotic, he was completely overwhelmed by anger and just wanted to vent his anger with his fists.
Beads of sweat rolled down He Jinyan's forehead, mixing with the salty sea water brought by the sea breeze, blurring his vision.
He secretly groaned inwardly. He had been pampered and cherished by the He family since childhood. How could he have experienced such a life-or-death fight? And the mysterious Mudik in front of him, every move was fierce and ferocious, and every punch went straight to the vital point, obviously with the intention of killing.
He Jinyan was careless and was hit on the shoulder by Mudick's heavy punch. He staggered back a few steps. He gritted his teeth, his heart full of regret. He regretted that he should not have sent all his trusted men to deal with Murong Ling'er. Now he was isolated and helpless and could only face this devil-like opponent alone.
Just when He Jinyan was feeling timid, Mudik took advantage of the situation, rushed forward, and launched another series of swift attacks.
He Jinyan dodged left and right, looking very embarrassed, with wounds all over his body. He knew very well that he was no match for Mudik, and if he continued like this, he would surely die.
In a panic, he seized an opportunity, took a kick from Mudik, stepped back suddenly, turned around and ran towards the sea, thinking that as long as he jumped into the sea, with the cover of the waves and the night, he might still have a chance of survival.
Mudik looked at He Jinyan's fleeing back, his eyes turned cold. How could he let him escape so easily? He quickly pulled out a tough rope from his waist. This rope was his specially made weapon with a hidden mechanism.
He swung the rope with force, and it flew towards He Jinyan in an instant like a nimble poisonous snake.
With a "whoosh" sound, the rope accurately wrapped around He Jinyan's ankle. He Jinyan staggered and was pulled back suddenly, falling heavily on the beach.
Murong Ling'er was hiding like a ghost on a tall coconut tree. The moonlight shone on her face through the gaps between the branches and leaves, outlining her cold and beautiful figure. She watched the fierce battle on the beach with a cold eye, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
She could have ended the fight early, but she wanted to see what else He Jinyan was capable of, and also wanted to know who this Mudik who suddenly appeared was.
After He Jinyan was pulled back, before he could catch his breath, Mudik pounced on him again like a hungry wolf.
The two men rolled and wrestled on the beach, raising a cloud of dust. Under the moonlight, He Jinyan looked at Mudik's eyes filled with murderous intent in horror, and the fear in his heart reached its peak.
"Ahhh... Stop it! Stop it! Stop hitting me! I'm the young master of the He family. You can't touch me. The He family won't let you go!"
He Jinyan shouted at the top of his lungs, but his voice was drowned out by the sound of waves and fighting. He vomited blood and struggled desperately, trying to use the name of the He family to intimidate Mudik.
But Mudik turned a deaf ear. For more than 20 years, he endured humiliation and lurked silently in the darkness, just for this moment. The hatred in his heart was like a raging fire, and now he finally found an outlet to vent. How could he stop just because of He Jinyan's words?
His fists rained down on He Jinyan, each blow filled with endless hatred.