NOVPUBChapter 299: 299, No Antidote (3)_1
Chapter 299: 299, No Antidote (3)_1
Upon hearing the movement, Bryce whirled around, but the smirk on his face froze as soon as he recognized the people racing downstairs.
Jian Qing!
Quan Jingwu watched the three men charging at him and raised his gun. From pulling the trigger to killing his targets, three shots did all the work.
“Bai Jue, come check on Jian Luo quickly,” Black Jack, holding Jian Luo, called out hoarsely as soon as he saw Bai Jue.
Jian Qing, on entering the room, immediately focused on the person in Black Jack’s arms.
Luoluo!
“Jian Qing, how, how did you get in here?” Bryce stashed the document bag behind his back, his eyes revealing a hint of fear as he looked towards Jian Qing.
Identifying Bryce in front of her by his teal eyes and voice, Jian Qing strode towards him.
“What have you done to my brother?”
There was an intense chill in her eyes, as if the deadly aura surrounding her was about to turn the world on its head.
Bryce gasped, almost unable to hold onto his gun.
“I–”
Meanwhile, Bai Jue was inspecting Jian Luo’s condition, a grave expression on his face.
“Jian Qing, Jian Luo’s gunshot wound is critical, we need to operate immediately.”
If they delayed any further, even his excellent surgical skills would be of no use.
Before he had even finished speaking, Jian Qing moved like a specter, closing in on Bryce, kicking the gun from his hand and clawing her hand around his neck.
“Did you shoot him?”
“Master!” Aid saw Bryce being grabbed by Jian Qing. He started to move, only to be dealt with by Quan Jingwu’s gunshot.
The bullet pierced his brow, and Aid’s eyes bulged as his body toppled to the side.
“Thump–”
Bryce’s eyes widened in terror, “Jian Qing, what are you trying to do? I warn you, this house is rigged with bombs, I–”
But before he could finish, Jian Qing impatiently cut him off.
“Then go ahead and detonate them.”
Bryce was taken aback. He then remembered that Jian Qing and her companions had come down from upstairs and his face swiftly changed colour.
“What did you do?”
It had been so long, yet none of his men had shown up.
For that, there was only one possibility – all his men had been taken down by Jian Qing and her companions.
Jian Qing didn’t reply, her grip on his neck continuously tightening. “Bryce, who gave you the guts to shoot my younger brother, are you tired of living?”
Bryce’s face started to turn red and he suddenly laughed coldly, “Jian Qing, don’t act rashly. Otherwise, your brother might just find himself in the afterlife.”
“What do you mean by that?” Jian Qing’s frosty eyes narrowed as she demanded an explanation.
“Jian Luo was injected with a substance I brought. Without its antidote, he can’t survive,” Bryce said, looking smug.
Having Jian Luo as a trump card was enough to put his mind at ease.
At Bryce’s words, Jian Qing and her companions felt a sinking feeling in their hearts, uncertain of how much truth there was to his claims.
Bai Jue quickly fed Jian Luo a pill, then stood and walked over.
“Are you talking about this substance?” Bai Jue pulled out a small bottle of white liquid from his pocket. This was something he found in the room where Jian Luo had been held.
“Where did you find that?” Bryce fixed his gaze on the small bottle in Bai Jue’s hand.
“Seems like I’m right,” Bai Jue concluded from his reaction and slipped the little bottle back into his pocket.
“Listen, even if you find it, it won’t be of any use. This substance is a newly developed virus yet to hit the black market. Only I have the antidote. If you kill me, you will never know where the antidote is,” Bryce threatened vehemently.
Bai Jue mocked him, “Bryce, not knowing how to bluff. It seems like you don’t have the antidote at all.”
Considering that the substance was a newly released virus from the black market, there was no way he could have the cure.
“What do you mean by that?” Ainge of panic flashed across Bryce’s eyes.
“Nobody has found the antidote to the substance. How could you possibly have one?” Bai Jue bluntly reproached him since he wanted to die.
At that, Bryce visibly lost his composure.
“Jian Qing,” Bai Jue said, “Black Jack and I will take Jian Luo back immediately. He needs surgery as soon as possible.”
Jian Qing nodded, “Go first, I’ll join you later.”
With all the assassins upstairs and outside taken care of by Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu, their paths were cleared for Black Jack and Bai Jue to leave with Jian Luo unobstructed.
For a moment, only Quan Jingwu and his men remained in the living room.
“Jian Qing, I, I…”
As he faced Jian Qing’s inscrutable, icy stare, Bryce’s hand trembled and the folder fell to the floor.
Jian Qing glanced at the documents on the floor, then kicked Bryce in the stomach, sending him flying.
“Ugh–”
Tumbling onto the floor, Bryce clutched his stomach and coughed violently, feeling like his organs were on fire.
Before he could stand up, he felt a heavy weight on his back.
Looking up, he found Jian Qing’s foot on his spine and a black gun barrel pointing at him.
Without any interest in listening to his pleas, Jian Qing pulled the trigger and fired several shots at his limbs.
“Ah–”
Bryce’s screams echoed around the room like a tormented ghost.
Jian Qing seemed deaf to his pleas, continuously firing her gun. At that moment, she was like a ruthless killer avenging a deep grudge.
Bryce’s body became a target, riddled with gunshot wounds from the relentless attack.
“My dear!”
Quan Jingwu’s thin, red lips tightened as he snatched the gun from her hand and pulled her into his arms.
“I’m here, don’t be scared.”
He knew she was venting her anger like this because she was worried about Jian Luo.
But, he felt heartbroken!
Thinking about Bryce, the main culprit behind all this, Quan Jingwu lowered his gaze to the half-dead man on the floor, raised his gun to his forehead, pulled the trigger. 𝓃ℴ𝓋𝓹𝓊𝓫.𝒸𝓸𝓂
Bryce’s body shuddered, his pale-blue eyes widened in disbelief, fixed on the folder on the ground not far away from him.
His twitching hands fell still, and he gasped his last breath.
Jian Qing leaned into Quan Jingwu’s arms, her icy hands clutching his shirt. “Xiaojing!”
The moment she saw Jian Luo covered in blood, cradled in Black Jack’s arms, she was reminded of the snowy day seventeen years ago.
She was afraid she was going to lose him again.
“Don’t worry, Jian Luo will be fine,” Quan Jingwu threw his gun away, stroking her head and comforting her gently.
Jian Qing nodded slightly. When she closed her eyes and opened them again, they were calm and clear.
“Let’s go.”
The two of them walked past the corpse strewn across the floor and left.
