From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 232 - 232: 111 Assassin (Part Two)

Chapter 232 - 232: 111 Assassin (Part Two)

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Under the brim of his hat, the young man’s eyes were beautiful yet cold. He brought the pistol even closer, and the icy barrel made Zhou Ling gasp in fear.

“Everyone stop, or I’ll blow her head off.” The young man’s voice was chillingly cold, exuding an aura of ruthlessness that made people shudder subconsciously.

The two thugs exchanged glances, looking at Zhou Ling. Zhou Ling gritted her teeth and said, “Listen to him.” The young man gestured to Ming Jing with his chin, “You, come here, behind me.”

The young man’s eyes were fixed on her, filled with unquestionable determination and dominance.

Ming Jing pursed her lips, slowly walking towards him. Even in this dangerous situation, she didn’t seem to show any signs of panic or fear, strolling as if she was in a garden.

As Ming Jing approached, the young man reached out and pulled her behind him. “Hide.”

Ming Jing looked up at the tall figure blocking all light and shadows, like a mountain.

She narrowed her eyes, a faint smile suddenly curling at the corners of her lips.

What kind of situation was this?

“With a hostage in hand, they won’t dare to act rashly. We’ll wait for the police to come in.”

The young man lowered his voice and said, “Why are you so reckless? Don’t you Zhus have at least four bodyguards when you go out? If it weren’t for me today, you would be dead prematurely.”

Ming Jing smiled, “Thank you for your heroic help.”

Qu Feitai couldn’t see her face, but the soft laughter was like a cat’s paw clawing at his heart.

“So, how will you thank me?”

“What do you think?”

Qu Feitai blurted out without thinking, “In the stories, the hero saves the beauty, and she repays him with her body.”

As the words left his mouth, the air fell silent.

The night wind blew through the hall, stirring ripples in their hearts.

Were those words too abrupt?

Qu Feitai felt some remorse.

Zhou Ling couldn’t stand it anymore, “The lovebirds are even flirting here.”

Qu Feitai’s ears turned red, and he said coldly, “Behave.”

Zhou Ling quickly said, “Zhu Mingjing, let me go today, and I will remember your kindness. Aren’t you compassionate? I’ve committed many sins, but my child is innocent. Please spare my life for the sake of my child.”

By the end, her tone was pleading.

“Whether your child is innocent or not, the law will give a fair judgment.”

“Then let me exchange a secret for my life. I think you’ll be very interested. Why has CS appeared in the country? Why did they choose the Zhus? Aren’t you curious?

“Save those words for the judge.”

Ming Jing’s indifference frustrated Zhou Ling, “You’ll regret this.”

Zhou Ling instructed her subordinates, “You go first. Don’t worry about me. Tell Fox to avenge me.”

Ming Jing said indifferently, “None of you will be able to escape.”

At that moment, a loudspeaker outside sounded, “Those inside, listen up. We have surrounded you. Put down your weapons and surrender.”

The voice echoed deafeningly in the night.

Zhou Ling’s face turned pale, suddenly raising a leg, revealing a hidden blade in her shoe’s sole. The blade, gleaming with a cold light, aimed for Qu Feitai’s throat.

Her movement was too fast. As the blade was about to cut through Qu Feitai’s carotid artery, his eyes hardened, and he immediately let go of Zhou Ling and leaned back. The blade grazed his chest.

Everything happened in a split second. Qu Feitai’s dance training made his waist and limbs more flexible and supple than most people. He straightened up and immediately pulled Ming Jing back, protecting her behind him from beginning to end.

Atter breaking tree, Zhou Ling gritted her teeth and ordered her two subordinates, “Die.”

Then, Ming Jing let out a lifelike sound of a bird calling “cuckoo.” The next moment, fully armed SWAT officers stormed in, shooting one man who fell to the ground. The other one reacted and charged towards Ming Jing.

With a “bang,” the man stopped one step away from Qu Feitai, shot in the heart. His pupils dilated, and he fell to the ground.Behind the cold muzzle were the trembling hands of the young man and pupils that shrank suddenly out of fear.

Zhou Ling was pinned down by the SWAT officers who caught up with her, her gaze fixed on Ming Jing.

“Zhu Mingjing, I will not let you go.”

No matter how unwilling she was, she could only be escorted away in extreme humiliation by the SWAT officers, awaiting her trial by law.

Qu Feitai threw the gun away with a “pa” sound, as if it was burning his hand.

Bloody images flashed in his mind, overlapping with the current scene.

A delicate white hand gently rested on his shoulder, a gentle, watery voice of a young girl came through his ears, along with the faint, cold fragrance floating around his nostrils.

“It’s okay, everything is over.”

Qu Feitai suddenly hugged her tightly.

Ming Jing froze for a moment, a faint smile appearing on her lips. She gently patted his back as if soothing a child who had just cried, her patience evident as she patted his back over and over again.

Qu Feitai clung tightly to the soft delicate body in his arms, like a drowning person holding onto a final straw.

“I killed someone…” he murmured.

The long-sealed box was opened, awakening distant memories of someone patiently patting his back as well, comforting him with the gentlest voice in the world.

“Don’t be afraid, everything will get better.”

“Don’t worry, he’s still breathing, he won’t die.” The sound of the SWAT officer’s teasing came through his ears.

The sound of the ambulance followed, with two doctors and nurses carrying a stretcher coming into the room, lifting the unconscious man onto the stretcher and carrying him out.

The SWAT officer discovered the unconscious Zhu Xiangxiang – thankfully, her injuries were relatively minor. The officer directly carried her onto the ambulance.

Qu Feitai felt a little awkward when he heard the SWAT officer’s words.

Wasn’t that saying he had lost face? But admitting it outright would be even more humiliating.

Qu Feitai didn’t want to let go, but that would be taking advantage of her.

He was a gentleman and couldn’t exploit someone’s vulnerability.

Qu Feitai released his grip, coughed lightly, and looked Ming Jing up and down: “You’re not hurt, are you?”

Ming Jing shook her head lightly, her gaze fell on his arm, and then it suddenly froze.

“You’re injured?”

There was a laceration on his arm, possibly caused by Zhou Ling’s knife just now, blood beads were oozing out from it.

Qu Feitai said indifferently, “It’s nothing, it doesn’t hurt at all.”

Xu Huan burst in at that moment. Seeing Ming Jing unharmed, he sighed in relief: “Glad you’re all right.”

His eyes then fell on Qu Feitai. He became instantly alert, this young man with a hat and mask seemed mysterious, obviously having a hidden agenda. Ming Jing calmly explained, ‘He’s my friend, he followed me here secretly

because he was worried about my safety. He wasn’t part of the plan.’ Xu Huan nodded but continued to size up Qu Feitai.

“Why did you guys take action early tonight?” Ming Jing asked coldly.

Xu Huan scratched his head, “Sorry Miss Zhu, there was a mix-up in the scheduling, and that’s my fault. I hope it didn’t cause you too much trouble.”

After looking at Qu Feitai, Ming Jing found that, despite his meddling, the plan was still accomplished successfully.

“Miss Zhu, please follow me to the police station with your friend here. We’ll need you to make a statement according to the regulations.” Ming Jing nodded and looked at Qu Feitai: “Is that okay?”

“No problem.”

After taking two steps, he suddenly hissed softly and covertly glanced at Ming Jing.

As expected, she furrowed her delicate brows and said to Xu Huan, “Let’s go to the hospital first, his arm is injured.”

Qu Feitai’s eyes and eyebrows perked up, and the corners of his mouth curled

up..