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Chapter 149 - 149 Sharpshooter

149 Sharpshooter

Just as Trand’s men were about to tie the rope around Qiao Yue’s wrist, something happened. A cold light flashed, and the men who were holding Qiao Yue hostage and about to tie her up fell to the ground.

However, as gangsters who had been living on the edge all their lives, although these men couldn’t react to what had happened, their instinct made them raise their guns quickly to shoot at Qiao Yue. But before any bullets could be fired, the first two men who aimed their guns at Qiao Yue were shot dead with silenced guns.

With the escape time created by her reinforcements, Qiao Yue took advantage of the darkness of the night and quickly slid under the car and came out on the other side, leaving the battle site.

Qiao Yue had observed the surroundings when she came out. Trand probably wanted to be done quickly, so he parked the car in the Yayi’s courtyard. Just so he could leave with Chu Jia as quickly as possible, he had chosen the most practical modified off-road vehicle, which gave Qiao Yue an opportunity.

“F*ck, we’ve been betrayed!”

Qiao Yue heard Trand scream before she climbed out from under the car.

The situation was extremely disadvantageous to Trand. With his enemy in the dark and his hostage on the run, Trand could only take the beating.

“Retreat to the club,” Trand ordered quickly.

However, how could Qiao Yue not anticipate what Trand was thinking? She had already deadbolted the door to the club.

At this time, Trand figured that there was no way he could take Chu Jia away today, so he ordered his men to get into the car and pull out.

Although Qiao Yue’s reinforcements were in the dark and had a geographical advantage, they were a smaller team compared to Trand’s.

The only advantage they had was that they struck first and caught the enemy off guard. They wouldn’t have been able to fight Trand’s team head-on, so Qiao Yue didn’t plan to take Trand down at Yayi.

Trand’s men got into their cars and left as fast as the wind. Qiao Yue also didn’t stop them. She got out from the hedges only after they were gone.

The members of Team A came up to Qiao Yue and handed her some equipment. The moment she put on her earpiece, YQ’s voice came through, “Boss, as you expected, they left through Linchuan Road.

“Are Militant and Rose ready?” Qiao Yue said as she stepped onto the off-road vehicle that the Team A leader was driving.

“Yes, boss.”

“Let’s go,” Qiao Yue ordered coldly. They must take down Trand tonight. Yayi and Chu Jia were already Trand’s targets. She couldn’t let Trand have any time to catch his breath.

With YQ giving Trand’s location in real-time, they caught up with Trand as quickly as they could. However, they were still in the city and could not make a move here. At the same time, Trand’s men had also discovered that they had been tailed. They ran a red light and headed straight to Trand’s arsenal in C-Country.

Qiao Yue and her team didn’t take the same route as Trand. Instead, they drove through a small path to Linjiang Road.

“Stop the car and set up an ambush here,” Qiao Yue ordered.

Although the Team A leader was puzzled, Qiao Yue had always been stubborn, so the team leader didn’t refute her. Everyone just waited quietly for Trand and his team to arrive.

In less than five minutes, they saw Trand’s car turning the corner.

The leader of Team A took the lead and fired, but Trand’s men dodged the bullets agilely.

Seeing that their leader had fired, the rest of Team A also focused their fire power on Trand’s convoy.

Qiao Yue aimed at the driver of the first car. With her first shot, cracks appeared on the windshield of the car. However, it was a modified car after all, so even glass wouldn’t break so easily.

Qiao Yue’s second shot widened the crack on the windshield.

The driver of the first car stared at the cracked windshield in horror, wishing that he could drive the car upwards to avoid Qiao Yue’s bullets.

He was clearly facing a moving vehicle, yet someone in that car could hit the same spot twice. Who wouldn’t be afraid of such a sharpshooter? Wouldn’t be fearful?

If another shot came, wouldn’t he lose his life here? No one wasn’t afraid of death. Even gangsters felt afraid when faced with life and death.

Just as the driver’s heart was pounding, the third shot arrived as expected and accurately pierced the driver’s forehead.

The first car lost control, and the cars behind went into a frenzy.