Above the Galaxy
Chapter 550 - 342, Two Swords! Three Lives!_2

Chapter 550: Chapter 342, Two Swords! Three Lives!_2

Thinking about their past experiences, her body shook uncontrollably.

It was the first time she had been so close to death, and she finally grasped the uncertainty of life and the fragility of existence.

Zhuang Zhongbing also sighed softly.

Had it not been for his wife selling the diamond to help her younger brother get married, buy a house, and buy a car, they would not have been targeted.

But now, there was no point in mentioning it anymore—it would only add to his wife’s sense of guilt.

"It’s okay, we definitely won’t be in trouble, even if it costs my life... I will protect you and our daughter," Zhuang Zhongbing comforted her.

"Mm," the woman nodded emphatically.

"Come on, eat something," Zhuang Zhongbing said. "I bought your favorite roast goose and boneless chicken feet... and I got you strawberries. They didn’t have the Beauty strawberries here, only the most common Blue Dot strawberries..."

"Husband..." The woman was deeply moved.

"Let’s eat now. You must be starving," Zhuang Zhongbing released his right hand from embracing his wife and placed the bag of food he was holding in his left hand onto the rudimentary small table.

He took out the food containers one by one from the bag and said, "I’ve also bought some raw meat and rice, I’ll make you meat porridge tomorrow morning... Our baby is growing and needs good nutrition."

The woman, accepting the goose leg Zhuang Zhongbing handed her, wept as she ate heartily.

Seeing his wife like this, Zhuang Zhongbing was filled with sorrow and said, "I’m already looking for ways out. Once things ease up, we’ll leave... to Lanling, to the ancient city, to a place where no one can find us."

"Mm," his wife nodded heavily and said, "Let’s go, far away... I can’t sleep at night, constantly on edge, fearing they will find us..."

"Husband, I’m really scared... I’m not afraid for myself; I’m scared for the child in my belly... She hasn’t had the chance to see this world... If she were to be lost with us... How could we ever face her?"

"It’s okay, didn’t I say? Nothing is going to happen to you and our daughter... even if it costs me my life..."

At that moment, the room door was suddenly knocked upon.

Thud, thud, thud...

The knocking was neither hurried nor slow, but rhythmic.

A look of terror appeared instantly on both of their faces, so frightened they dared not breathe out loud, feeling as if their hearts were about to leap from their throats.

Zhuang Zhongbing made a silencing gesture to his wife and then drew a pistol from around his waist.

This was for self-defense, obtained from the black market; they hadn’t been given an Energy Gun to protect themselves when they were abandoned by the Princess’s people in the wilderness.

Thud, thud, thud...

The door was knocked upon again.

Zhuang Zhongbing, holding the Energy Gun, tiptoed to the door, hid behind the wall, and asked in a deep voice, "Who’s there?"

No one answered.

This made Zhuang Zhongbing’s expression ever more solemn, and he shouted once more, "Who is it? Speak up or I’ll call the police..."

Thud, thud, thud...

Still no answer.

But the knocking continued.

As if the person outside was certain they wouldn’t dare to call the police.

Indeed, how could they call the police?

The people wanting to kill them were the ones in charge of the police; calling them would be like throwing themselves into the net.

"Husband..."

His wife called out with a trembling voice.

Sweat dripped down Zhuang Zhongbing’s forehead, but he shook his head at her, signaling not to worry.

Then he suddenly sprang to a position directly across from the door and fired through the door.

Swoosh!

An Energy Bullet shot out.

He came from the Imperial Guard, possessing considerable strength.

And he was very confident in the explosive power of the Energy Gun in his hand.

For a door made of this material, it could easily be penetrated.

Naturally, the person on the other side would not be spared.

Bang!

The entire door suddenly crashed towards him.

It was too late to dodge, he watched helplessly as the door grew closer, then he felt an overwhelming force sweep through his entire body.

He was hurled through the air.

Thump!

Zhuang Zhongbing’s body hit a wall, finally coming to a stop.

He felt as if all his bones had scattered, every part aching yet numb.

The pain gave him an unreal sensation; he couldn’t feel his body anymore.

"Pugh..."

A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from his lips.

As the door that had collapsed on top of him fell with a thunderous crash, his body slowly slid down along the wall.

"Husband..."

His wife screamed and rushed towards Zhuang Zhongbing.

Desperation filled Zhuang Zhongbing’s eyes; he hadn’t expected his opponent to be so formidable, and himself to be so frail.

He hadn’t lasted a single round before being beaten without the power to fight back.

Why?

Why was fate so cruel to him?

Why was he being pushed into such a hopeless situation?

Zhuang Zhongbing’s heart was filled with anger and a sense of powerlessness.

He wanted to reach out and embrace his wife but found that he could no longer lift his arm, and the pistol in his hand had been thrown from his grasp.

Zhuang Zhongbing, looking at the young man in white standing in front of him, asked, "Who sent you? Whose man are you? Chen Fenglei’s?"

The man remained silent.

He didn’t like to talk.

Besides, he thought the question was very pointless.

What does a dead man need to know so much for? What significance would the answer have for you?

Seeing that the man did not respond, Zhuang Zhongbing became even more desperate and looked at the young man in white, saying, "It was me who did it, she knows nothing... Kill me and you can go back and report it, can you spare my wife?"

The man still did not answer.