Chapter 950 - You Can’t Hide Your Silliness No Matter How Fierce You Are
Chapter 950: You Can’t Hide Your Silliness No Matter How Fierce You Are
Although the space inside the car was not exactly small, she felt suffocated, as if she had become deaf, blind and mute. Pangs of panic and anxiety engulfed her and eroded her rationality.
The warm yellow light shone down on her body. The sudden chilliness made goosebumps form on her skin. Her blood temperature went down and the freezing cold constantly reminded her of her rash actions which made Si Yiyan get injured and bleed.
She had never felt such immense regret before!
She regretted biting off more than she could chew and overestimating her own abilities, causing Si Yiyan to be stuck in a dangerous predicament. She should have thought about the fact that Si Yiyan would always defend her and take the bullet for her regardless of what happened.
She regretted throwing a tantrum and alighting from the car willfully without listening to Si Yiyan’s advice. She even ended up making Si Yiyan take the bullet for her.
Wen Xinya was beyond flustered. At this moment, she felt the engine being revved up.
She frantically smacked the inner walls of the car and said, “Where’s Ninth Young Master? He hasn’t gotten inside the car yet.”
The divider was lowered and she was greeted with the sight of the driver and another man in the passenger’s seat who was not Si Yiyan. However, she could smell the gunpowder mixed with the metallic odor of blood in the air.
Wen Xinya’s heart contracted and her feelings of fear were amplified.
“Hehe, Sis-in-Law, Ninth Young Master got me to come here and protect you.” Xu Xianghu turned around and stared at Wen Xinya while grinning widely, allowing his pearly whites to glow. The scars on his face looked even more terrifying than they usually did.
It’s Xu Xianghu!
She was indeed rather taken aback. She had always known Xu Xianghu to be a silly joker who was full of antics. It was her first time seeing him appearing so murderous and formidable. However… he had already slipped back into his usual character before she could even be in awe of him.
No matter how fierce he looked on the surface, he still could not hide his silly nature. Indeed, one should never judge a book by its cover.
Of course, it was not the time to criticize Xu Xianghu. She suppressed her voice and asked, “How’s the situation out there? Is Ninth Young Master safe?”
She tried to get a grip on her emotions. During such dangerous circumstances, she could not get flustered. She convinced herself that Si Yiyan would be alright, given his quick reflexes and impeccable combat skills.
Xu Xianghu giggled and said, “What can those incompetent bastards possibly do? I managed to get rid of eight of them effortlessly. Sis-in-law, don’t be afraid, the situation has already been kept under control. You won’t be met with any danger!”
However, Wen Xinya did not seem too afraid. When she wielded a gun and taught Anatoli a lesson, she looked much fiercer than them. Even Xu Xianghu was astonished and he constantly tried to wonder if he had ever offended her.
Wen Xinya heaved a sigh of relief and opened her mouth in a bid to speak, though she decided not to afterward.
Xu Xianghu had noticed all of her expressions, however. He chuckled and asked smilingly, “Sis-in-law, what else would you like to ask me?”
Wen Xinya took a deep breath and asked, “Is Ninth Young Master injured?”
She was referring to other injuries apart from the bullet hole on his arm.
The thought of his injury made her heart feel as if it had been scrunched by a large hand.
Xu Xianghu guffawed loudly as if he had heard something unbelievable. “Hahaha… those small fries can’t hurt Ninth Young Master. Quit joking. No one in this world can.”
Wen Xinya was filled with indescribable comfort. Is that why he could defend me from the bullet that was aimed at my head?
No one could hurt Si Yiyan, but he had gotten wounded.
Wen Xinya and Si Yiyan himself were the only ones who could hurt him.
Xu Xianghu was still rattling on and on about Si Yiyan’s capabilities. “Ninth Young Master managed to emerge victorious in plenty of crossfires even when he was just a 15-year-old teenager. He can rapidly analyze the sound of wind and accurately deduce the direction of the bullets. At the same time, he can also find the safest hiding spot. Hurting Ninth Young Master… is impossible even with a bomb, because he can deduce the location of the bomb too…”
Wen Xinya was utterly amazed and fascinated!
She remembered one of the lines from a Buddhist Vinaya scripture.
There are 24 hours in a day, which equates to 86400 seconds.
86400 divided by 30 equates to 2880 seconds.
2880 divided by 20 equates to 144 seconds.
144 seconds divided by 20 equates to 7.2 seconds.
Lastly, 7.2 divided by 20 equates to 0.36 seconds!
0.36 seconds!
What concept is that?
He can actually deduce the location of 20 bullets at an instant. Is this a result of his brilliant brain, or is he just naturally gifted with such a talent?
In her previous lifetime, she had attended a secret auction. Due to the fact that it was sensitive, no one was willing to reveal their true identity, including their voice. Whenever an item was open for bidding, the bidders would ring the bell in each of their respective rooms to call for a higher price and name their bids. The auction assistant would then judge the location of the bidder according to the direction of the ringing, quickly and accurately. She would never make a mistake regardless of how many bells were rung at the same time.
At that moment, lots of people were in awe.
It had never crossed her mind that Si Yiyan would have such abilities too.
Xu Xianghu rambled on and on. “Sis-in-law, don’t worry. Ninth Young Master is very skilled in martial arts. It’s impossible for those rascals to hurt him…”
Although his words were exaggerated, Wen Xinya did not believe him at all. If it was impossible to harm Si Yiyan, how did he get wounded three years ago?
She interjected. “How many enemies are there in total? How many cars are escorting me? How many people are there in total?”
Xu Xianghu frantically answered, “There were less than 40 people who attacked me and about 30 cars and 80 people escorting us.”
Wen Xinya clenched her fists tightly. This time, there were a total of forty cars in the convoy and 100 escorts. However, Si Yiyan had arranged for most of his manpower to protect Wen Xinya, leaving only 20 gunmen by his side.
She took a deep breath and said, “I’m ordering you as Lucifer’s matriarch. Immediately assign 10 cars and 30 gunmen to protect Ninth Young Master. You must ensure his safety.”
Although she was very worried about Si Yiyan, she still remained calm and composed. She decided not to transfer too many people to assist Si Yiyan. After all, he was the most concerned about her safety and her best strategy would be to send aid to Si Yiyan while keeping herself safe.
Xu Xianghu refuted. “Sis-in-law…”
Wen Xinya glanced at him and interjected. “You just have to follow my orders. I will inform the Ninth Young Master not to blame you guys. The fact that those people were brazen enough to launch an attack on the streets just proves that they’re all ready to lose their lives. I’m sure you guys understand what people might do in a moment of panic. Besides… their goals are not as simple as killing me.”
The document was what they really wanted. Besides, Duke Moville was no fool and he could definitely guess that the document was still with Si Yiyan.
Xu Xianghu immediately looked much meeker. Ah… Sis-in-law’s glance is just as menacing as Ninth Young Master’s. I’m the most terrified of that look.