267: Chapter 267 [This Is Not the Right Time for Romance] First Update 267: Chapter 267 [This Is Not the Right Time for Romance] First Update First update!
“Bang!”
Chen Xijun felt a massive force hit her body, sending her flying more than ten meters away.
But before she could react, earsplitting explosions resounded beside her, and she lost all hearing with a buzz.
Where she and Ye Chenfeng had just stood was now engulfed in flames.
Thick smoke billowed as the sedan was lifted into the air by the explosion, countless shards of metal propelled by the powerful blast wave in all directions.
Almost a hundred meters around were affected, passersby screamed and ran in all directions, but many were lying in pools of blood.
Chen Xijun struggled to regain her consciousness, wiping the dust off her face.
With blurred eyes, she looked around, seeing only the fleeing crowd and the horrific blaze obscured by the dense smoke.
She couldn’t find Ye Chenfeng anywhere, and her heart felt as if it was being stabbed, her life suddenly seemed dull and meaningless, everything lost its significance.
Tears burst forth uncontrollably from a pair of beautiful eyes, and her pale lips quivered, “Ye Chenfeng…
where are you?”
However, in her blurred vision, a tall figure gradually became clear amidst the fleeing crowd.
Unlike the others, this person moved towards her with calm, measured steps.
The figure was a tall Caucasian man in a black leather jacket, its metallic badge gleaming, exhibiting the wildness of old-school European rock from the sixties.
The thick-soled boots he wore made no sound as he walked.
His features were obscured by polarized toad sunglasses, but the stubble on his chin revealed a rugged demeanor.
He clenched a thick cigar between his teeth, still lit.
Even more striking was the M40 rifle in his hand and several military sabers slung on his back.
Chen Xijun rubbed her eyes, and a name suddenly popped into her head: Tommy Lee Jones.
The man in black, or Tommy Lee Jones from the Avengers Alliance, codenamed Z.
The man approached imperiously, his presence like that of the Grim Reaper, and Chen Xijun felt an overwhelming sensation of suffocation, death spreading through her heart.
“Come with me!”
A hand suddenly reached out of the darkness, and Chen Xijun looked up to see a face that was all too familiar—Ye Chenfeng.
At this moment, Ye Chenfeng’s expression was dark and grim, his brows tightly knit into a knot, showing a severity she had never seen before.
In Chen Xijun’s eyes, Ye Chenfeng had always been carefree and never let his emotions show on his face.
But the gravity of his expression at that moment made Chen Xijun instantly realize that the man in black was so powerful that even Ye Chenfeng felt inadequate.
“Not good!”
Chen Xijun’s gaze flashed, the tall man was already aiming his dark, gaping weapon at them.
“Boom!”
An earth-shaking explosion occurred, several cars at the roadside were thrown ten meters into air, and another sea of flames appeared instantly.
Hot, sticky liquid splattered onto their faces, and they all froze.
“Huff!”
Tom Lee Jones took a deep drag from his cigar, leisurely tossing aside his M40, and reached for the large-caliber shotgun on his back.
“Click-clack!”
Tom Lee Jones racked the pump-action shotgun, chambering a round.
“Bang!”
With a puff of black smoke from the shotgun’s muzzle, a person nearby was flung more than ten meters away, their stomach completely blown open, the body nearly severed in half.
“Click!”
“Bang!”
…
Tom Lee Jones repeated the same action, casing after casing the size of half a palm in orange-yellow ejected onto the ground, making a crisp clinking sound, as the five men before him were sent flying, dead beyond any doubt.
Having done all this, the man slung the gun over his shoulder and continued to puff on his cigar, stepping towards the direction where Ye Chenfeng and Chen Xijun had disappeared.
Beneath his toad-like glasses, his eyes, cold as blades, didn’t ripple with the slightest emotion—as if he had just done something all too routine.
At this moment, Ye Chenfeng had taken Chen Xijun to a corner of an unfinished building.
“Are you okay?” Chen Xijun asked with a gentle gaze at Ye Chenfeng.
Ye Chenfeng, taking a drag from his cigarette, indifferently said, “I won’t die!”
“That’s good!” Chen Xijun revealed a relieved smile.
Seeing the girl laugh at this moment, Ye Chenfeng spoke irritably, “Good my ass, damn, I almost died, and you still find the heart to laugh!”
Chen Xijun’s face also turned cold, “What do you mean, Ye Chenfeng?
I’m genuinely concerned about you, and this is how you react?
How can you curse at me?”
Ye Chenfeng took another puff of his cigarette, giving her a dismissive glance, “My dear little Junjun, please put away your affection for now.
Talking about love is really inappropriate at a time like this!”
“You…” Chen Xijun was both embarrassed and anxious, stamping her foot with frustration.
“Shh!”
At that moment, Ye Chenfeng’s expression became serious.
He pressed his body against the wall, quietly listening while continuing to smoke as Chen Xijun clung tightly to him.
“Rustle, rustle, rustle…”
A rhythmical, orderly sequence of footsteps grew closer, causing Chen Xijun’s heart to race and her breathing to quicken.
“Give me your gun!” Suddenly, Ye Chenfeng’s voice whispered in her ear.
“What?” Chen Xijun was taken aback.
Ye Chenfeng bit his lip, getting a bit angry.
In a lowered voice, he said, “I said, Captain Chen, give me your gear.
Can’t you understand plain speech?”
“You’re the one who’s not human, no, I want to help you!” Chen Xijun’s face flushed with determination.
“Women are so troublesome!”
Without further discussion, Ye Chenfeng reached towards Chen Xijun’s waist and took her service pistol.
“Ah!”
Chen Xijun blushed because, despite Ye Chenfeng’s quick move, he inevitably touched her body.
Having never been in close contact with a man, she trembled violently, and her face bloomed with redness.
“Click!”
Ye Chenfeng expertly chambered a round, leaving Chen Xijun wide-eyed and speechless.
“Stay here and be good, we’ll talk about love later!”
Ye Chenfeng left her with those words and, without waiting for Chen Xijun to react, he stepped out of cover.
“You… Ye Chenfeng, you bastard!” Chen Xijun realized that she was completely treated as a vase by Ye Chenfeng, and as a strong woman, this was the last thing she wanted to see.