Chapter 527: Chapter 525: The Identity of the Mysterious Person
The captain’s voice made the special forces members shudder as they instinctively picked up their guns and fired at the shadowy figure.
Ratatatatata!
The gunfire erupted continuously, bullets flying toward a specific area as if they were free.
However, a strange scene unfolded.
The figure standing there just moments ago vanished in an instant the moment the gunfire sounded!
"What! Is this teleportation?"
Xiao Lingtian was stunned, but quickly snapped back to reality, shouting at the sniper, "Get out of the way!"
The sniper was startled, instinctively raising his gun. His swift and sharp movements reflected his excellent skills.
But compared to the speed of the dark figure, his actions seemed like child’s play.
Scht!
As the opponent’s arm pierced through his back, the sniper’s eyes widened in astonishment, and he fell, dead without a breath!
Dying with eyes wide open!
The dark figure looked at the dead sniper, feeling a cold satisfaction of revenge achieved.
Previously, she had incapacitated a special forces soldier but did not take his life.
Now, she had no hesitation in killing the sniper, simply because he had almost killed the one she cared about the most—Qin Hao!
Unforgivable!
Thinking this, the dark figure flashed again, moving next to the other special forces soldiers.
She was very angry, so she decided to make this group of so-called military kings pay the price.
"Not good, enemy attack!"
The captain died instantly, instilling fear in the other special forces.
This enemy moved with a speed akin to a ghost, something no normal human could withstand.
Those present were the cream of the crop, with world-class marksmanship and shooting skills.
If they could spread out and find an angle and opportunity to shoot,
then no matter how strong the dark figure was, there would always be a chance to kill her.
However, now the dark figure rushed into the center of the crowd, much like a hungry wolf entering a flock of sheep, giving the special forces no chance to shoot.
So, the eight people present couldn’t even lift their guns before feeling intense pain, realizing they had been struck by the opponent!
Bam bam bam bam...
The sound of immense force hitting flesh echoed suddenly, and the eight special forces soldiers lay on the ground like scattered fish, completely losing their ability to move.
Terrifyingly international, the ace unit that the Military God was proud of.
Was annihilated!
Xiao Lingtian was dumbfounded; having been all over Southeast Asia for years, he thought he’d seen a lot of things.
But such a bizarre and terrifying scene, he was witnessing for the first time!
He was sure that he would never forget what happened today for the rest of his life.
Is he human or ghost!
That’s the terrifying thought on Xiao Lingtian’s mind.
The dark shadow ignored Xiao Lingtian’s gaze, and in a flash, appeared beside Qin Hao.
From previously exhausting his physical strength against Xiao Lingtian to being worn out by the special forces.
Now, Qin Hao was running on fumes, utterly exhausted.
A familiar masked figure, a familiar graceful body.
Seeing the shadow appear beside him, in his muddled state, he gave a relieved smile, "You’re so late, are you trying to scare me into a heart attack, sister?"
The masked figure stood still for a second; she couldn’t believe that even at this moment, Qin Hao still had the heart to joke...
How big is your heart! You almost died just now, you know!
Suddenly, Qin Hao fell weakly to the ground, and the masked figure reached out immediately, holding the larger figure in her arms.
Without a word, the masked figure ran down the mountain with Qin Hao in her embrace.
Even while carrying someone, her speed was as swift as chasing the wind, making Xiao Lingtian tremble again, but soon his face twisted into fury.
This time, he still failed to kill Qin Hao!
Crack!
In anger, Xiao Lingtian punched a nearby tree, breaking the trunk the size of a bowl.
...
Halfway down the mountain, a figure was speeding along.
The shadows of trees flashed by, and his eardrums were filled with the sound of the wind, giving Qin Hao the illusion that he was riding a sports car.
A familiar body scent wafted in; he suddenly laughed, a somewhat foolish laugh, with tears welling in his eyes.
Throughout Qin Hao’s life, he had been close to many women and had smelled many different fragrances.
Having smelled so many, he developed a skill in "identifying women by scent."
Now, as the fragrance entered his nostrils, a figure naturally flashed through his mind.
In the past, she was uniquely tender, one of the few ties he had in the family.
In those days, when he suffered endless humiliation, it was that clear face that tirelessly encouraged him.
Back then, upon learning she might be dead, Qin Hao was heartbroken, utterly desolate.
Today, that familiar figure had returned to his side, and the touch and scent were so real.
Qin Hao wasn’t one to get emotional, long ago assuming he had no more tears to shed.
But today, he realized he was wrong.
Amidst the hot tears, Qin Hao cried out with all his strength the name that had constantly tugged at his heart: "Qin Ling!"
Soon after, drowsiness overcame him, and he fell into unconsciousness, though his eyes did not close.
Even in faintness, he wanted to take a few more good looks at his sister.
Recognized by her brother, Qin Ling’s body shook slightly with emotion.
While running, she tore off her mask, revealing that long-lost beautiful face and murmured with helplessness, "Bad Brother Hao, after all this time, you still haven’t changed your bad habits. Always causing trouble for others."
...
In the morning, birds chirped outside the window, and a willow tree swayed in the wind.
Qin Hao opened his eyes, finding himself in an ordinary room.
He moved his somewhat weak body and looked out the window, confirming he was in a civilian shantytown.
Taking out his phone to check the date, he realized two days had passed silently.
"I actually slept for two days again."
Qin Hao couldn’t help but complain, his voice a bit loud, attracting someone from outside the door.
Qin Ling came in with a bowl of thick herbal soup, sticking out her tongue, "So noisy early in the morning, Brother, don’t bring me complaints!"
She said as she placed the bowl on the table, showing a shy demeanor.
Qin Hao knew what she was blushing about, but due to excitement, his mind went blank, unable to utter any sound.
Soon, he snapped back to reality, rushing over to hug Qin Ling tightly, as if wanting to fuse her into his body or fearing losing her again.
"Brother, you’re squeezing me too tight!"
Qin Ling’s soft call came, and Qin Hao felt a bit embarrassed, loosening his hold slightly, yet still unwilling to let go, "After so long out of touch, of course I want to test your body’s endurance, sis!"
"Brother, you’re still so naughty!"
Qin Ling, too, was touched, gently patting Qin Hao’s back, "Seeing that you’re the same as before, I’m relieved..."
After saying this, warmth filled her heart. Finally, after hiding for so long, she had reunited with Brother Hao!
Maybe this is happiness.
After hugging for five minutes, Qin Ling felt a bit numb, pouting, "Brother, how long are you going to hold me, my arms and legs are going numb!"