coobybook Chapter 1710: Bullet Through the Chest
Chapter 1710: Bullet Through the Chest
The weather today is truly unpredictable.In the morning, the sky was filled with dark clouds. By noon, it cleared up, and now at night, ominous black clouds are surging in.
Boom!
A clap of thunder.
An old saying goes: Thunder in December heralds a blood disaster!
As the thunder echoed, the oppressive dark clouds finally burst, and rain poured down like silver needles.
The entire East Sea was cleansed by the torrential rain.
Meanwhile, in the East Sea South Suburb, a group of figures in raincoats appeared.
In the pitch-black darkness, where no one else was around, the figures’ faces were obscured, revealing only that there were two men and four women with excellent figures.
A slim man walked in front, while a man over two meters tall followed at the back.
The four women carried a heavy metal box in front, behind, and to the sides.
The group of six walked to a business car parked not far away.
The trunk opened.
The four women laboriously placed the metal box inside.
Then they boarded the car one by one.
The business car sped away, heading toward the sea.
Shortly after the business car left.
Swish, swish, swish!
The sound of breaking wind echoed, and six or seven Westerners, who had been ambushing nearby, appeared.
They headed straight to a patch of grass and quickly found a hidden passageway in the grass.
"This must be the tunnel leading to the Source Stone Laboratory!"
"The box they were carrying must contain Source Stones!"
"Notify the others immediately; the Black Emperor has begun his operation and is taking the Source Stones to the coast!"
"We must follow; tonight, the Holy Mansion must obtain the Source Stones!"
"..."
The group moved swiftly, chasing in the direction of the coast.
In the pouring rain, moving on foot, their speed was not slower than a car, showing that the Holy Mansion spared no effort in this operation.
Everyone involved was an elite Divine Weapon of the Holy Mansion!
...
Inside the business car.
Iron Tower Bear Mountain drove seriously, Ye Xuan sat in the passenger seat, while Chi Lian, Chiba Sakurako, Kirin, and Diana sat in the second and third rows.
The atmosphere in the car was very calm.
Ye Xuan was expressionless, and the heavy Dragon Blood Sword in his hand was equally silent.
The women behind were wiping and toying with their weapons, exuding an aura reminiscent of sharpening knives before a slaughter.
Ye Xuan suddenly spoke: "The car is poisoned."
The women changed their expressions.
Chi Lian and Chiba Sakurako simultaneously spotted a small sachet hidden under the driver’s seat: "The scent from this sachet is highly poisonous!"
Saying this, the two were about to throw the source of the poison out of the car.
But Ye Xuan shook his head: "The Holy Mansion is watching us constantly; if we throw the sachet out, our plan will be ruined."
Before the others could speak, Ye Xuan took out a small bottle from his pocket, containing more than a dozen light gray pills.
They were a concoction Ye Xuan made recently, using several rare herbs. It might not detoxify all poisons in the world, but taking one would neutralize most toxins for three days.
Ye Xuan tossed the bottle to Chi Lian to distribute.
The car continued to drive steadily, while the poisonous sachet was completely ignored by everyone.
Finally, the car came to a slow stop, as they had reached their destination.
Ye Xuan glanced around and smiled: "Within a hundred meters, at least a hundred experts are lying in ambush. Be careful when getting out."
"Yes!"
They responded.
Ye Xuan added: "As long as you’re not injured, don’t hold back on your acting."
"Yes!"
"Let’s get out."
Ye Xuan waved his hand, a mocking smile growing on his lips.
Everything was under control.
When Ye Lang calls, that’s when the storm hits!
The six of them quickly put on raincoats and got out of the car in an orderly manner.
Ye Xuan and Bear Mountain stood guard on either side, while the four women opened the trunk and lifted out the heavy metal box.
The moment the metal box appeared, the air around seemed to turn icy cold.
It was the killing aura, an aura of definite death!
Yet Ye Xuan and his team seemed oblivious and continued their work.
The six, guarding the heavy metal box, slowly moved toward the coast.
When they reached the most open area.
The murderous aura in the air reached its peak.
Suddenly!
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
A bullet, fired with full power, hit the metal box hard, causing the four women to instinctively release it.
Clang!
The metal box fell into a puddle, splashing mud and water, its thud resonating deep within.
Ye Xuan’s face changed dramatically: "We’re being ambushed, protect yourselves!"
Bang bang bang!
Before Ye Xuan’s voice faded, more gunshots rang out intensely.
On this rainy night along the South City coast, it turned into a battlefield of bullets and rain!
Chi Lian and the others feigned panic, their figures flickering, quickly disappearing into the nearby forest and then vanished.
Ye Xuan was also a step slower.
Because he had to carry the heavy metal box with him.
The bullets were too dense.
So much so that just as Ye Xuan lifted the metal box.
Bang!
A bullet with strong penetration power ruthlessly struck his chest.
"Ugh..."
Ye Xuan grunted, then shook his torso and vanished with the metal box.
The chaotic gunfire slowly ceased.
In the endless darkness, in the ultimate stillness.
The Holy Mansion’s bald-headed man lay in the grass, eyes fixed on the grove where Ye Xuan and the others were hiding, speaking in a low voice: "Did the Black Emperor get shot just now?"
"He did!" The assassin beside the bald man replied solemnly: "Although it was dark and everything was unclear, the Black Emperor’s movement clearly paused for a moment, and there was a spark at his chest. He must have been shot!"
"A bullet pierced through—why would there be a spark?" The bald man was cautious: "Shouldn’t it be a spray of blood?"
"Maybe it hit the breastbone? The Black Emperor’s body condition is extraordinary, and his bone density must be at the human limit, as hard as rock. It’s not impossible for sparks to appear if the bullet hit his bone."
The assassin said seriously: "Otherwise, how could there be sparks? No matter how formidable the Black Emperor is, he can’t be bulletproof. A mere layer of skin can’t withstand a bullet, right?
Not long ago, in the Northern Federation, he was shot through the chest and almost died!"
After hearing the assassin’s explanation, the bald man nodded, realizing he was indeed overthinking it.
The car the Black Emperor used had been tampered with long ago, and with the time elapsed, they must have been poisoned.
Now, having been shot, even if the injury isn’t fatal, his combat power surely isn’t what it used to be!
"Move!"
The bald man decisively issued orders: "Surround the grove!"