Chapter 793
Chapter 793
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 793
>Chapter Title: Death
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Li Huowang’s breathing was ragged, his pupils contracted to pinpricks. He crouched down halfway, staring at Qian Fu sprawled on the ground, vomiting up bloody froth.
His face twisted in agony, Qian Fu reached for the gaping wound in his chest, trying to staunch it. But no matter how hard he pressed, blood kept seeping out from between his fingers.
He was hurt bad—fatally, by the looks of it.
“Fifth Sis! Fifth Sis!!” Wu Qi came running over, blood streaming down her face, carrying her kit to tend to Qian Fu’s injuries.
With a savage snarl, Li Huowang yanked out his two military knives and charged from the corner of the wall. “I’ll hold them off! You all go first!!”
The moment he burst out, he spotted the enemy creeping along the wall toward them.
“Aaagh!!” Li Huowang roared in fury and barreled straight into the man, slamming him against the wall. His knife plunged into the foe’s gut and twisted wildly.
With a deafening “bang,” a massive force smashed into Li Huowang’s shoulder, hurling him flying. The man he’d stabbed had fired.
As Li Huowang staggered to his feet, two bullets slammed into his helmet, knocking him flat.
When Li Huowang clawed his way up again, gripping the wall, he glared murderously at the enemies hunkered behind cover in the distance—those Si Ming devotees of the Law Sect!
The Si Ming clutched their weapons, squatting there with faces as cold and still as statues.
“Fuck you!” Li Huowang hurled one of his military knives. It spun end over end, burying itself vertically in an enemy’s skull.
Seizing the gap as their fire slackened, Li Huowang kicked off the ground and lunged into their cover. He ripped the knife free from the man’s head and swung wildly at the others around him.
A thunderous “bang” sent Li Huowang crashing into the wall, head ringing. As he looked up, a hulking man loomed over him, smashing his rifle butt down onto Li Huowang’s helmet.
His head was about to hit the floor when Li Huowang’s arms shot out, propping himself up just in time.
“You dare ambush us! You dare kill Qian Fu!” Li Huowang surged to his feet, snapping his head back and smashing it into the man’s chest, caving it in.
A stick whipped in from the side, smashing Li Huowang’s left arm into an L-shape.
Li Huowang screamed and hacked his knife deep into the attacker’s neck. Blood sprayed everywhere.
Crimson splashed across the bulletproof glass of Li Huowang’s helmet, turning his entire world red.
In the midst of the total chaos, a smoke grenade trailing thick fumes arced in from afar and landed at Li Huowang’s feet, detonating in a burst.
The acrid stench seeped instantly through the gaps in his clothes. This was no ordinary smoke grenade.
The overpowering fumes made Li Huowang cough violently. Soon, dizziness hit him hard, his head feeling like it no longer belonged to him.
“Huowang! Fall back!” Hearing the shout, Li Huowang clutched the wall and retreated, hacking up his lungs.
At the stairwell, he saw Chen Hongyu carrying Qian Fu down.
Li Huowang stood guard with knife in hand. Seeing no enemies charging from the smoke, he hurried after them.
But when they reached the bottom floor, everyone’s faces darkened further.
The exit was blocked by three pickup trucks, with enemies using the doors for cover, black gun barrels trained on them.
Hearing the footsteps thundering overhead, Li Huowang sucked in a deep breath and rushed to the front.
Bullets hammered into his abdomen. Soon, blood soaked through.
Li Huowang pressed his severed limb over the wound and kept charging.
Two sharp “bangs” twisted his right ankle joint. He crashed to the ground. The helmet stopped the bullets, but not the bone-shattering impact.
Just as enemies closed in from both sides for a pincer, an explosion roared. One of the pickups erupted in flames, engulfing everything.
At the same moment, the left-side glass shattered, revealing Ba Shengqing and Ba Nanxu on their motorcycle. “Qingzi!! Over here!”
Everyone rushed toward the voice. Li Huowang’s left leg was broken—he lagged behind. In the end, Zhao Lei came back to help him along.
Hearing footsteps behind, Qing Wanglai didn’t look back. He pulled three vials from his pocket and flung them rearward.
They finally reached the parking spot. Everyone piled into the vehicles and sped away.
Li Huowang noticed that besides Wu Qi’s RV, Qing Wanglai’s sports car, and his own motorcycle shared with the Ba siblings, there was also a red sedan and an SUV parked nearby.
Clearly, more than just the Ba siblings had come to help.
But right now, Li Huowang had no time for that. He hopped onto his motorcycle, twisted the throttle hard, and with a roar, everyone peeled out of the abandoned building site.
Just when they thought they’d escaped, a green truck barreled around the corner ahead, bearing down on them menacingly.
Li Huowang cranked the throttle wide open, surging to the front on his heavy bike at full throttle. He aimed straight for the truck’s left tire.
As Li Huowang rose on the pegs, ready to leap clear, he finally saw the driver in the cab wrench the wheel in panic, swerving away from his motorcycle.
With the truck forced back, things finally went quiet.
The vehicles pulled to a slow stop in the Orange Isle area. As Li Huowang dragged his wounds over and anxiously flung open the door to Wu Qi’s RV, he saw Qian Fu on the bed, blood from his body soaking the sheets in a huge stain.
Right after Li Huowang, through the blood-smeared helmet glass, he saw Wu Qi shake her head gravely at him.
Hearing this, Li Huowang’s voice trembled as he rounded on Qing Wanglai. “Where’s your backup? Your plan??”
“You led us straight into their trap! Whose side are you on??”
“Don’t rush me. See? I got us backup, didn’t we? How else would we have gotten out?” Qing Wanglai replied with a faint smile.
With great effort, Li Huowang ripped off his battered helmet with one hand and slammed it at Qing Wanglai’s feet. “Qian Fu’s dead! Are you blind? Qian Fu’s fucking gone!!”
Qing Wanglai bent down, picked up the helmet, and set it aside.
“I’m heartbroken about Qian Fu, truly. But this ambush wasn’t all—we got more than that. In that half-hour talk with them, I picked up some valuable intel! Our odds are good.”
Li Huowang staggered back half a step, eyes wide in utter shock as he stared at Qing Wanglai, as if truly seeing him for the first time.
(End of chapter)