Chen Yanran vaguely caught sight of Hei Maliu and a woman’s silhouette on the helicopter.
Without a doubt, they were both members of the Na Family.
“Xiao Qing is in trouble now.”
“Miss, let’s worry about ourselves first.”
The Third Elder’s gaze never once left Naba.
This River-Crossing Dragon from Pengcheng was no simple figure.
“I’m determined to get the Magic Potion.
Don’t cause trouble.
Otherwise, don’t blame me for being impolite.”
Naba turned his head back, not a trace of a smile on his face.
The cold, cutting aura emanating from him was like a blade’s edge.
“At your age, still plotting against a child.
Patriarch Na, you’ve truly lived your whole life like a dog.”
Chen Yanran’s interest had been interrupted, and she felt extremely displeased.
“Hmph.”
Naba let out a disdainful laugh, but there was no amusement in his eyes.
This wasn’t genuine contempt.
Simultaneously facing the Three Elders of Goose City and Chen Yanran, the young lady of the Chen Family of Echeng and one of the Twin Stars of Lingnan, the pressure was immense.
But to obtain the Magic Potion, he had to hold these two back.
This was his conclusion after assessing the situation.
Those Hunters—not a single one of them was a match for Hei Maliu and Na Yin.
As long as he held back Chen Yanran and the Three Elders, the success rate would rise to at least eighty percent.
Over here, they were preparing for battle.
Over there, someone had fallen into a trap.
Beep~ beep~ beep~
Yang Liuqing burst into the pitch-black abandoned workshop, and strange sounds immediately reached her ears.
“Xiao Qingqing, there are little red lights flashing all around.”
Ke Li quickly noticed something amiss.
Those red dots faintly carried an ominous aura.
“Master, retreat.”
Ke Ling sensed a subtle danger.
“It’s not bombs, is it?”
Yang Liuqing’s scalp went numb.
She had seen scenes like this in plenty of movies.
Those beeping sounds were countdown timers.
Every pillar in the factory workshop seemed to have bombs attached!
BEEP!!!!
Suddenly, the sound became extremely shrill.
“Playing this big!?”
Just as the saying goes, what you fear comes knocking.
By the time Yang Liuqing realized the red dots were coming from palm-sized boxes, it was already too late.
No time was left for her to evade.
The timer bombs on the pillars activated simultaneously.
BOOM!!!
The three-story-old factory lost its load-bearing structure and collapsed in an instant.
Dozens of meters away on the road, [Lu Xueyuan] had already settled into her Heavenly Realm SUV.
“Ha… Ha… Ha…”
She gasped for breath, her face pale, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
This was the aftereffect of using her Acceleration Ability—there wasn’t a single part of her body that didn’t ache.
Pushing beyond the limits of speed naturally demanded a corresponding price.
“Xiao Ai… Xiao Ai…”
“I’m here, Master.”
The car’s display lit up, responding to her call.
“Auto-navigate to… home in Pengcheng…”
“Understood, Master.
Entering autonomous mode.”
The car system responded swiftly, and the dark green SUV lit up with a small blue light.
It then automatically drove out of the parking spot and entered the main road.
No human control was needed for the entire process.
This was the beta version of L3 Autonomous Driving.
“Ha…”
After recovering slightly, [Lu Xueyuan] glanced back at the rearview mirror.
She saw dust billowing in the distance.
The factory building that had once stood there had been blown to rubble by the timer bombs set up in advance.
This was the contingency plan she had her team prepare.
She had thought it wouldn’t be needed, but she had underestimated Yang Liuqing after all.
If the other party had simply taken her hand, none of this would have followed.
“That one’s intuition is very sharp.
And far more formidable than Daoba. I miscalculated.”
[Lu Xueyuan] bit her rosy lips, hating Chise Liequan to the core.
If she had known Yang Liuqing was far beyond her imagination, she would never have taken the risk of approaching her in person.
She had a whole arsenal of ways to scheme against the other party.
Compared to combat, [Lu Xueyuan] excelled at schemes and assassinations.
Her direct combat ability wasn’t weak, but it wasn’t particularly strong either.
She had considered herself above Daoba, and with a scheming mind catching an unsuspecting target off guard, taking down Yang Liuqing should have been no problem.
In the end, reality taught her a harsh lesson.
It was all that damn treacherous Chise Liequan’s fault.
Blowing up the factory now only bought her time to escape.
She knew Yang Liuqing wouldn’t die that easily in there.
“Whatever.
I left you a little surprise.
I hope you like it.”
Holding one arm across her body, [Lu Xueyuan] leaned back against the seat, tilting her head to gaze at the scenery outside.
Her mission ended here.
What came next was purely up to whether that one could seize the opportunity.
“Ugh, what a vicious person.”
On the factory ruins, Yang Liuqing pushed aside a heavy concrete slab, jumped out from beneath it, and dusted herself off.
At the critical moment, all three of them had simultaneously expanded their Defensive Barriers to block the falling debris, narrowly escaping disaster.
If they hadn’t been alert beforehand, they would definitely have been hurt by reacting too late.
Dying was out of the question.
Times were different now.
After nearly a full day of transformation by the Magic Potion, Yang Liuqing’s body was anything but ordinary.
She could even withstand a collapsing ceiling head-on.
Of course, avoiding damage altogether was the best outcome.
“Xiao Qingqing, while we scheme against others, others scheme against us too.”
Ke Li recalled the subtle danger she had sensed not long ago.
This route had probably been predicted by the other side long ago.
[Lu Xueyuan] waiting there was already proof enough.
Ke Ling’s expression turned grim.
“They knew we were using the Lure the Tiger Away from the Mountain strategy, so they turned it into a Counter-Scheme, locking down our only escape route and setting things up in advance.”
Those bombs couldn’t have been planted in an instant.
Clearly, this was a fallback route the other side had reserved, not a genuine attempt to blow them to death.
“The gaze Ke Li sensed should have been her companion.”
Yang Liuqing looked out from the ruins, but the dust was so thick that visibility was poor.
At this moment, there was only a minuscule chance of catching up to [Lu Xueyuan].
If she let the other party escape, her whereabouts would definitely be exposed.
Her thoughts quickly became reality.
“Selling it to me for one million US dollars?!”
Inside the hotel suite, Dian Jing stared at the outrageously priced private message, her eyes going wide.
It had always been her who swindled others—how could she possibly be swindled herself?!
Just as she was about to close it, she thought of her current predicament.
“Fine.
Pull the Credit Value back up.
This money’s worth spending.”
Gritting her teeth, she paid one million US dollars.
The other side promptly sent over the latest intelligence on Yang Liuqing.
They even had her exact location!
Once in the Eastern District, the number of cameras dropped sharply.
In this kind of abandoned place, only the nearby main roads had a few scattered official surveillance cameras.
Tracking deeper was simply impossible.
She was nicknamed Dian Jing, but it wasn’t like she could actually use electricity to sense Yang Liuqing’s position.
The Abandoned Industrial Zone was enormous—finding someone there wouldn’t be easy.
Now that she had obtained such crucial intelligence, she shared it without a second thought.
Restoring her Credit Value was the top priority.
The Forum exploded once again.
Such precise intelligence was like telling them Yang Liuqing’s house number.
The Hunters rushing toward the Eastern District received the information, and suspicion appeared on their faces.
Their trust in Dian Jing had dropped significantly.
But considering time was running out, searching blindly might net them nothing at all.
They might as well trust her one more time.
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