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Chapter 1425: The Grand Finale (Part 11)
"Are you talking about Xiaoqi?"
"Yes!"
"Who’s Xiaoqi?"
Before these words landed, the first person to lose patience wasn’t Old Liu, it was Zhang Sanfeng who pulled a gun from his wheelchair, aimed directly at the opponent’s face, and without any hesitation, pulled the trigger. The speed was so fast that even Zhong Qiaohui and Old Liu beside him couldn’t react.
Whoosh, the silenced bullet shot out.
The gray face leaned backward, but after the smoke cleared from the muzzle of Zhang Sanfeng’s gun, gray lifted his head back up, unscathed.
Zhang Sanfeng again pressed the switches on either side of his wheelchair, and this time, a burst of bullets shot out from the machine gun mounted on the wheelchair. Such dense gunfire was enough to turn all targets in front into a sieve.
Zhong Qiaohui was already dumbfounded, as if she didn’t know which world she was in. In her eyes, Zhang San had always been so refined and gentle, a man with no strength to restrain a chicken, how could he suddenly turn into—
After the rapid burst from the machine gun, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly squinted, stopping his fingers from pressing the firing button. As the smoke cleared, gray, who had been standing before them, was gone.
Zhong Qiaohui’s whole body shook like fallen leaves in an autumn wind: how could it be? After such a barrage, how could that person disappear? Was she dreaming, or was that person not human, but a ghost, or a god? Has he always been fighting such a terrifying opponent? Her gaze didn’t have time to turn back to Zhang Sanfeng before he suddenly shouted at her, "Get down!" Her body reacted instinctively, following his voice, she instantly lay flat on the ground.
A loud explosion nearly shattered her eardrums. Even though she lay down, the massive blast wave from the nearby explosion still overturned her body. She rolled several times on the ground until she finally came to rest, surrounded by choking smoke.
She felt something beside her, touched it, and realized it was his wheelchair. Shocked, she shouted, "Zhang San, Zhang Sanfeng—"
"Here." His voice was close by, then his arm wrapped around her trembling body, "Don’t be afraid, I’m here. I am not like him, I will never leave you behind, because it wouldn’t mean anything."
Zhong Qiaohui felt a sudden rush of emotion, almost in tears. This feeling was different from being with Zhang Yingxi. Same life-or-death moment, different expression.
"It’s okay." He patted her back.
Zhong Qiaohui gasped for breath, while the sound of blades and gunfire clashing echoed in her ears intermittently. Two dark shadows tangled together in the forest.
Old Liu grabbed the opponent’s collar fiercely, while the opponent raised both hands, as if playing games with Old Liu, saying, "I know, you can’t kill me, do you know why?"
Wei Changqing said nothing, his lips pressed into a firm line.
The opponent said, "Don’t know, right? Let me tell you. You lack the intelligence of Old Wu and Xiao Yebai, you’re not even as kind-hearted as Xiaojiu, more foolish than the perceptive Xiaoqi, you’re an idiot! So, back then, it was best to choose you to strike. It still is."
Wei Changqing chuckled twice, "Oh really, do you think I’d bring you down with me?" As his voice landed, he suddenly kicked like a spring striking the opponent’s abdomen, tossing the explosive vest strapped to him and pressing the detonation button.
The explosive blast wave dispersed in mid-air. Due to the hasty detonation, Wei Changqing was also affected by the huge wave of explosion, flipping several times in the air, then landed unsteadily on his knees. After a while, he placed a hand on his abdomen, which was continuously bleeding; such close range of explosion didn’t sever his limbs, which was already fortunate.