The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie

Chapter 140: 140: Did Ah Fang and Shuangjiang both fall off the horse? (Second update
 

Jiajing Garden 403.

That SpongeBob’s lair.

Qiao Nanchu stubbed out his cigarette, threw it in the trash can, the doorman handed him a key, which he inserted into the keyhole and gently twisted—

Ring ring ring ring ring!

The fire alarm suddenly sounded.

He stopped what he was doing and glanced in the corridor; the alarm continued to sound, and there was a growing commotion in the stairwell, but just at this moment…

He withdrew his hand, turned around, and ran towards the stairs.

Jiajing Garden 303 lived Wen Baiyang.

He ran to the third floor, saw her door was closed. He first sent a text message, but with no reply in half a minute, he could wait no longer. He grabbed a fire extinguisher, smashed at the door, and after a few hits, it opened.

The door was flimsy; it was time for a replacement.

He kicked the door open, and Wen Baiyang had just stepped out of the bathroom. Seeing him, her toothbrush fell to the floor. She wiped the toothpaste foam from her lips and called out with her lips, “Brother Chu.”

She was still in her pajamas, the bear-design kind.

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Qiao Nanchu awkwardly turned his gaze away, took the jacket from the couch, and wrapped it around her: “Come with me first.”

Using sign language, she asked, “What’s happening?”

“The alarm sounded.”

She couldn’t hear it.

The fire alarm, she couldn’t hear it.

So, without confirming whether the situation was real, he instinctively smashed her door in and took her out.

Then, Li Xiaodong saw his captain leading a girl downstairs.

Such a dramatic scene, Li Xiaodong couldn’t help but sneak a look at the girl: “Captain Qiao, this…”

What’s the situation?

Qiao Nanchu didn’t explain and directly asked Yao An, “What’s going on with the alarm?”

Yao An replied, “The security has already checked it out.”

“What about downstairs?”

“Residents of the community are all here, nothing out of the ordinary.”

Because of the fire alarm, people from the community had all come downstairs. Qiao Nanchu had instructed the doorman to lock the exit doors; the residents were all gathered on the open ground below, making a racket.

Qiao Nanchu zipped up Wen Baiyang’s jacket: “Wait here for me, okay?”

She nodded.

He settled her in a safe place and went back upstairs.

Li Xiaodong and Yao An each guarded an exit, security was watching on the outer perimeter. Li Xiaodong observed the scene but didn’t forget to gossip, “Young lady, what is your family name?”

Wen Baiyang pointed at her throat, shaking her head.

Can’t speak?

The girlfriend Vice Captain Xing talked about!

Li Xiaodong felt he might have stumbled upon some incredible scandal.

A quarter of an hour later, Qiao Nanchu came back down, and the alarm had stopped.

Yao An approached, “How is it, Captain Qiao?”

He shrugged, “The person ran away.”

Li Xiaodong also moved closer to ask, “Was it Shuangjiang’s hideout?”

“Yeah.”

“Is the computer data still there?”

“Too late, it’s all been destroyed.”

Wen Baiyang’s clenched hands relaxed, she turned her back and took a deep breath of relief.

“The fire alarm was a false one, definitely a deliberate act by Shuangjiang to escape,” Li Xiaodong snorted with a touch of frustration, “Too cunning, slipped through our fingers again.”

Qiao Nanchu was much more composed, twirling a strawberry hairband meant for girls on his finger, “Not a total loss, at least, we’ve confirmed her gender.”

The Criminal Intelligence Department’s top target, the renowned hacker Shuangjiang, turned out to be a woman.

Nine fifty-eight.

FOR headquarters.

People were strewn all over the ground in various states… well, quite severely.

Jiang Zhi held a golf club in his hand, now half covered with blood. He propped it on the ground, tapped it, blood dripped, “Don’t try to get up again, or I won’t guarantee you can still be healed.”

FOR’s brothers, injured or not, handicapped or whole, standing or lying, all stood still, daring not move forward.

Z doesn’t hurt people, it’s all petty fights.

But this man was fierce, every move as if he intended to kill.

Over sixty brothers were too cautious to proceed recklessly.

With the situation looking grim, Ah Win shouted loudly, “What are you waiting for! Name your price for anyone who can take these two down!”

With a high reward, of course, there were those who were not afraid of death.

Many began to stir, tentatively stepping forward, some with electric batons, others with daggers; they were really going for broke.

Zhou Xufang was worried Jiang Zhi wouldn’t last, pushing him, “You go first.” Jiang Zhi was different, his body merely mortal and, no matter how skilled at fighting, his stamina had limits.

Jiang Zhi kept his eyes forward, “Don’t get distracted.”

She turned to look at him, her expression fierce, and yelled, “You go first!”

Jiang Zhi twisted her face back around, smearing her face mask with the blood on his hands, “Don’t look at me, watch the knife!”

Zhou Xufang was, in fact, observing him, her eyes urgently reddening, “How can I not watch when you’re here!”

While he was there, she simply couldn’t concentrate on fighting the enemy wholeheartedly, scared someone would hit him, scared someone would ambush him, scared he would be caught off guard, scared he would become exhausted, scared someone would approach him from behind.

She could not care less about herself.

Just then, as she was distracted by glancing at Jiang Zhi, suddenly a dagger thrust towards her. Jiang Zhi could no longer focus on the people in front of him and reached out to pull her back.

As his hand stretched out, a dagger came thrusting at him. He first pushed her away, then retracted his hand, a bit too late. The blade of the dagger grazed his arm, ripped through his clothes, and cut him. The wound was shallow, the blood seepage not severe, but it still wet his clothes.

Jiang Zhi didn’t care much, “It’s fine, just a scratch.”

How could it be fine? He was bleeding.

Zhou Xufang’s eyes immediately reddened. She shoved Jiang Zhi aside and in the blink of an eye, she was upon the man with the knife, moving so fast it was dizzying. The man hadn’t even seen how she got there. Caught off guard, he was disarmed, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of blood-red eyes.

“You—”

Zhou Xufang raised the knife in her hand and thrust it fiercely toward the man’s heart.

Jiang Zhi immediately caught her hand, nearly unable to grasp it, letting the dagger slide down several notches. It had already broken the skin of the man’s chest, and he urgently shouted, “You can’t!”

Zhou Xufang was pressing the man against a pillar with her left hand, while the dagger in her right hand slowly pierced deeper, “He hurt you.”

She wanted revenge.

She wanted to kill this man.

Jiang Zhi grabbed her hand too tightly, causing his wound to tear open a bit more, and blood dripped onto the back of her hand. His voice was resonant in her ear, “You can’t.”

Her hands couldn’t be stained with a life.

Absolutely not.

Zhou Xufang lifted her head to look at him, her glasses having fallen off at some point. Her eyes were a deep red, the color of blood.

She was born with a beautiful pair of phoenix eyes, but when angry, they would turn red, making her look like a Monster. As a result, she never looked directly at others, never raised her head, always hiding her eyes.

Jiang Zhi was frozen, staring straight into her eyes.

Her eyelashes trembled, she panicked, her grip loosened, and she stepped back. Just after two steps, her hand was caught, and then her vision was blocked.

It was Jiang Zhi. He suddenly reached out, pulled down her cap, covered her eyes, and then pulled her behind him. He ditched the iron bar in his hand, which conveniently struck the chandelier, plunging the room into darkness.

He hugged her waist and hid her behind a pillar, whispering in her ear, “Fang Bao, hide here, don’t open your eyes.”

Without any light, she couldn’t see him, only hear his voice, and he still called her Fang Bao.

She felt a heat in her eyes and closed them.

To catch the bandits, you must catch their leader first.

Using the faint moonlight from outside the window, Jiang Zhi snatched a dagger from the chaotic crowd, kicked away two men, and firmly grasped Ah Win, twisting his arm behind and pressing him down, “Anyone who comes closer, I’ll kill him.”

Ah Win had a dislocated arm and couldn’t move.

In the shadows, everyone came to a stop.

Jiang Zhi pinned down Ah Win, the tip of the dagger resting on his throat, and spoke with suppressed intensity, “Hand over the one surnamed Zhang.”

He knew what Zhou Xufang wanted to do, and he would do it for her.

Ah Win, covered in sweat from multiple fractures and in immense pain, remained silent.

He was a tough nut to crack.

Jiang Zhi wasn’t in a hurry, patting Ah Win’s face with the flat of the blade and stating, “I’ll count to three, and if you don’t speak, this dagger goes in.” Without waiting, he began counting, “One.”

Ah Win clenched his fist but made no sound.

Jiang Zhi said, “Two.”

He gritted his teeth, still not making a peep.

“Three.”

Almost simultaneously, Jiang Zhi lifted the dagger, plunging the tip forcefully into Ah Win’s shoulder.

That elicited a sound from him, “Ah!”

“So you need a stab to make any noise, huh,” stated Jiang Zhi calmly, withdrawing the knife and hearing another agonized scream from Ah Win. His peach blossom eyes clouded with a misty hue, a thin layer of ice-cold determination formed, “You think I’m joking with you? If you don’t speak, I’ll really kill you.”

Ah Win’s face turned completely pale, the scar on his forehead twitching, and big beads of sweat rolled down his cheeks. He had never seen someone so fierce before.

Jiang Zhi tapped Ah Win’s face with the bloodied knife, dragging it out languidly, “Counting to three again, this time aiming for the heart.” He started counting, “One.”

Ah Win’s eyelids twitched.

“Two.” Jiang Zhi grew impatient, not pausing as he counted, “Three.”

As soon as he said “three,” his hand raised the dagger high, aiming straight for the heart—

Ah Win shouted, “The cabinet!” The knife-wielding hand paused, and he gasped for air, drenched in sweat, “Behind the cabinet!”

The man was a lunatic.

“That’s better,” Jiang Zhi curved the corners of his eyes, grabbed Ah Win by the collar, pulling him to his feet, then letting go, he kicked his legs, “Go open it.”

Ah Win, clutching the wound on his shoulder, complied and opened the secret door in the cabinet.

As soon as the door opened, a woman walked out. Light flooded from inside. She wore apricot-colored high heels and a white women’s suit, with almond-shaped eyes and cherry lips, her long hair reaching her waist.

Jiang Zhi gave her one look, “It’s you causing trouble?”