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"Ah ah ah, you’re insane!" Yan Jinxian screamed at Xie Jingchen, panicking and livid.
The sudden encounter with the threat of his gunfire left Yan Jinxian’s heart palpitating uncontrollably, staring at Xie Jingchen with eyes as if looking at a madman!
Doesn’t he fear that in a fit of anger, he would simply shoot Yan Jinsu dead?
"You could say that!" Xie Jingchen, with a cold stare in his tiger-like eyes, looked intently at Yan Jinxian’s fierce little face and continued to raise the gun threateningly:
"Your opponent is me! If you touch even a hair on her head again, you can forget about ever getting that damned thing in your lifetime!"
"You!" Yan Jinxian’s eyes reddened with anger.
Yet, her hands were ultimately frightened by Xie Jingchen’s imposing aura and hesitantly withdrew.
"Mr. Xie Rongwei’s abilities are indeed impressive!" the man behind Yan Jinxian commented, his voice carrying a slight awkwardness: "But no matter how good your reaction is, I’m afraid it’s still not faster than us!"
Due to Xie Jingchen’s actions, half the people Yan Jinxian brought were aiming their guns at Xie Jingchen, while the other half were aiming at the unconscious Yan Jinsu.
Clearly, the opponent understood that Xie Jingchen’s weak spot was the unconscious woman, Yan Jinsu!
"Are you the person in charge of the Shantian Organization?" Xie Jingchen glared at the man, feeling eerily strange about him.
He hadn’t sensed any fluctuations in the man’s spiritual power, but he had a feeling that this man’s existence was a significant threat to him.
[Master, the life within the Spirit Lord is quickly fading.] Suddenly, the childish voice of Tao Nu resounded in Xie Jingchen’s mind. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ
Xie Jingchen’s Divine Power shook, and he felt an unbearable dull pain in his heart, yet his tiger-like eyes remained resolutely focused on the standoff before him—
"No, no, I’m merely the Mountain Leader, Yamasaki Yu. I have long admired Mr. Xie Rongwei, please enlighten me!"
"Cut the crap, what do I need to do for you to let go of my wife and child?" Xie Jingchen no longer expected these people to have a conscience or morals. To negotiate humanity’s basic principles with these beasts of an enemy nation?
Xie Jingchen wasn’t foolish. The adversaries simply wanted to coerce him into submission, but he could not.
As long as he was not absolutely certain that he could retrieve the evil artifact once it was out of his hands, he would not act recklessly.
Without him, without his wife, as long as Tao Nu was alive, the artifact would not be easily stolen from the earth—this is the national boundary of his own country, a small nation that cannot afford to provoke a war between two countries.
With Zhou Zhenghui present, Tanning Temple would not be privately purchased and owned.
In this way, for at least the next hundred years, the apocalypse would not arrive. If trading the lives of his family of five could secure a century of peace, allowing Xiaojiu, Xiao Shi, and the family to fight for a safe environment, Xie Jingchen had no regrets.
He deeply glanced at his little wife’s once again drooping face and locked his gaze on this Yamasaki Yu.
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