Things to Plan

Qin Qinghan was worried that the Phoenix Group might have had a change of heart, but when she saw the call was from her cousin Yang Shuxi, she pressed the answer button with relief.

However, as soon as she put the phone to her ear, she heard Yang Shuxi's very worried voice. This cousin had a good relationship with her and was the only relative who often comforted her.

"What's wrong, Shuxi?" Qin Qinghan asked somewhat puzzled.

"Is his name Ye Fengwu?" Yang Shuxi's urgent voice rang out again.

Upon hearing this, Qin Qinghan's face changed slightly, having an ominous premonition.

She then asked, "Shuxi...how do you know about him?"

Immediately after, Yang Shuxi's cry of alarm came from the phone: "Oh my god, cousin, what have you done? Do you know, he just killed a whole train car of people, and in a very short time."

"Not only that, he...he also kidnapped a beautiful sister who looks like a fairy."

Qin Qinghan knew Ye Fengwu was a dangerous criminal, but when she heard from Yang Shuxi that Ye Fengwu was also a hitman, her face changed drastically, and she anxiously said, "How...how could that be, he said...he said he was going on a business trip."

Yang Shuxi snorted on the phone: "I was on the same train and in the same carriage as him, and even sat next to him. Everything he did, I saw with my own eyes. If I wasn't so alert, he would have killed me too."

Snap!

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone Qin Qinghan had next to her ear slipped out of her hand, and her whole body sat numbly on the bed as if she had lost her mind.

"Hello...cousin, are you okay?" Yang Shuxi's worried voice came from the phone.

Qin Qinghan's face was pale, and the despair on her breathtakingly beautiful face was evident. No wonder Liang Hao and Xihufeng were so wary of him, no wonder he could kill Gaohe with just a pair of scissors.

Suddenly, Qin Qinghan thought of something. She got up and took down the long box on the closet.

The moment she opened the box, her whole body was shocked as if by lightning.

Although she had never seen a sniper rifle before, from the scattered parts, telescopic sight, and two long boxes of bullets, she could be sure this was a sniper rifle.

When she opened the second layer, two pistols and two daggers came into view again.

Ah!

In an instant, Qin Qinghan covered her mouth and cried bitterly, with hot tears streaming down the back of her hand.

At this moment, Qin Qinghan was in despair.

She had originally wanted to give him a chance, and also give herself a chance, because he really made her feel safe. But all her hopes had once again turned into an abyss of despair.

After a long time, Qin Qinghan picked up the phone on the ground, and said in a trembling voice, "Shuxi, I'm begging you one thing, don't call the police. I want...I want to wait for him to come back. If he really is a hitman, I will persuade him to turn himself in."

Yang Shuxi said excitedly, "Cousin, you're crazy. He kills without blinking an eye, how would he listen to you and turn himself in? What I'm most worried about now is that he might hurt you and Jingsi."

Qin Qinghan shook her head and said, "He won't hurt us."

Yang Shuxi anxiously said, "Cousin, why are you so stubborn? He's a hitman!"

But Qin Qinghan spoke flatly, "I can feel he won't hurt my daughter and me. Please."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shuxi sighed, "Okay, okay, anyway I'm not the only one telling me not to call the police. I'll come to Haihua City to see you in a few days."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Qinghan collapsed weakly on the bed again.

...

The broad highway was flanked by dense woods on both sides, making it exceptionally quiet without any passing vehicles.

Suddenly, rapid footsteps came from the woods, followed by two shadows that burst out of the woods like nimble beasts. Both their skills and speed were extremely adept, like movie special effects.

There was a man and a woman. The man had a burly physique, while the woman had a devilish figure. Her tight leather clothes made her already curvaceous figure even more sultry.

The woman raised her wrist to reveal a high-tech tracking device. The red dot it pointed to was where the two of them were.

The woman's charming eyes looked around, and soon stopped on a clump of grass.

She walked over slowly in knee-high boots, then crouched down and picked up a mobile phone from the grass.

Snap!

With a crisp sound, the woman easily crushed the phone in her hand.

"The one who kidnapped Luo Yihuaung is very skilled, much better than the three at the airport." The woman looked at the burly man, her charming eyes narrowed slightly.

The burly man snorted, "Being able to kill more than 20 of our people without alerting us, he does have some skills. He's probably a warrior king, maybe sent by the Luo family to secretly protect Luo Yihuaung."

"Kaka... He's also a big hottie. I really want to dig his heart out and have a taste." The woman let out a creepy charming laugh, and her fingers painted purple-black clenched tightly.

At the moment her fingers clenched, a faint blue glow could clearly be seen in the air.

...

After driving for nearly two hours, Ye Fengwu's navigation on his phone gradually deviated from the route.

So he hugged Luo Yihuaung and jumped off the truck.

After landing, Luo Yihuaung struggled out of Ye Fengwu's arms angrily, and glanced at the scenery in front of her.

The two were at a fork in the highway, surrounded only by dense woods. They couldn't see anything in the distance.

From the navigation, they had indeed deviated from Haihua City, and it would take at least 600-700 km to get back to Haihua City.

Luo Yihuaung looked back at Ye Fengwu. Her long hair, wound up earlier, was already windswept and messy.

Luo Yihuaung was originally a breathtaking beauty. Even with her messy hair, she still exuded a different charm.

"If you lend me your phone to make a call, a helicopter will come to pick us up in less than two hours." Luo Yihuaung brushed a lock of hair from her forehead, and said lightly to Ye Fengwu.

Ye Fengwu discreetly put the phone in his pocket, casually glanced at their surroundings, then said, "You underestimate those assassins too much. I can assure you that your backup won't last until they see you."

Ye Fengwu had dealt with the Death God Guild before, and although it was just a minor skirmish, he was very clear about their capabilities. They could even deploy large high-tech weapons in any city.

Ye Fengwu said again, "Trust me, your backup can only make it easier for them to find us sooner."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yihuaung frowned. She knew this man had his own motives, but didn't deny that his analysis was very thorough.

Because in the past month, all her whereabouts seemed to be under the control of those assassins, but she still couldn't confirm which side Ye Fengwu was on.

Ye Fengwu walked to a big tree by the roadside, lit a cigarette for himself, leaned lazily against the trunk, and said, "Just wait here for a moment, and there will be a vehicle to take us to Haihua City. This is the only way to completely avoid the assassins’ pursuit."

Upon hearing this, Luo Yihuaung could only comply, even though she didn't believe Ye Fengwu would really let her go. As a hostage, she simply didn't have the right to decide.

...

One hour passed, two hours passed, but the vehicles that Ye Fengwu said would pass by momentarily never appeared.

Ye Fengwu's face was also getting uglier, with a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

Luo Yihuaung snorted lightly, "Was this also part of your plan?"

Hearing the sarcasm in Luo Yihuaung's tone, Ye Fengwu snorted, "Of course, I said I'd make you suffer a bit. Let's go, if we walk along the highway for a while, we'll run into a vehicle."

After speaking, Ye Fengwu walked over to pull Luo Yihuaung's wrist, but Luo Yihuaung clearly hated being touched by men. She raised her wrist and walked forward by herself.

Listening to the tap-tap sound of high heels hitting the ground, Ye Fengwu's mouth corner curled into a faint smile. He was quite willing for this woman to play along.

...

However, two hours later, the tap-tap sound still lingered on the quiet highway, only the continuity of the sound was getting slower and slower.

Qin Qinghan had been following behind Luo Yihuaung with a relaxed and indifferent attitude all along, while Luo Yihuaung's footsteps were getting stiffer and stiffer, her two long, straight legs seeming to tremble slightly, as if enduring something.