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Chapter 445 - 439. Yang En’s Goal, Hidden Danger! (Third Release)_1

Chapter 445: 439. Yang En’s Goal, Hidden Danger! (Third Release)_1

Liu Erbao was still not done having his fill of fun when he heard Ren He say they were leaving. What was going on?

No one knew what Ren He had just gone through, what kind of experience it was. However, since Ren He said it was time to go, they would go. After all, he knew this place now and could always come back to play with his brothers if he wanted to.

In this short while, the two of them had spent only about 1,000 US dollars. For Liu Erbao, this level of spending was still affordable; even if it were ten times as much, he could still afford it. A lot of it was because Ren He rented too many guns. Normally, two people would spend about 200 US dollars in half an hour.

Ren He and Liu Erbao left as soon as they said they would, while the staff member was still shocked by what had just happened. He once followed the club’s owner on a hunting trip, along with one of the owner’s friends.

At that time he was naive, but the owner’s friend revolutionized his understanding of the limits of firearms use. However, that friend was different from the youth he had just seen.

The former was full of a killer aura, while from Ren He... for some reason, the staff member felt more of a sense of pity behind that fierce killing intent.

Was Ren He a compassionate person? Was he unselfish? Not at all.

He was selfish, only caring about his own life. Why bother with whether others live or die?

But when he was actually faced with life and death, especially at the moment when it felt like he was the one taking those living lives, the feeling of sadness for the death of others spread like vines from the endless abyss within his heart.

If it was his own life at risk, Ren He would definitely not hesitate to shoot and kill, but this moment was destined to ensure he would never fall in love with the feeling of holding power over others’ lives.

It was too cruel.

In fact, when he was pointed at with a gun by a killer who jumped down from a rooftop, Ren He didn’t hesitate to strike the assailant with his foot.

He knew all too well the strength in his leg, strong enough to easily crush the assailant’s internal organs. At that moment, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration if the killer felt like he had been in a car accident.

That killer could very well have died, and Ren He was very clear about this, but he didn’t hold back.

Life and death, success and failure, it all happened in an instant. At that moment, the only thing in Ren He’s mind was to survive.

So, he felt no guilt. Even after the event, he quickly adjusted and stabilized his mind without asking Lin Hao whether he had killed that person or not.

On one hand, he didn’t dare to know. What if he really had killed someone?

On the other hand, there was a defiant air in Ren He’s heart: Even if he had killed, it would be irretrievable, nothing was more important than his own survival.

If Lin Hao had suddenly told him back then that he had overdone it,

Ren He would definitely have become even more distant from the Skydrive organization, thoroughly cutting off any interaction, maybe even developing an aversion.

Although he was doing the same now.

Fortunately, Lin Hao hadn’t said anything of the sort, which made Ren He glad that what he experienced wasn’t as melodramatic as in the movies.

In fact, the people within Skydrive were all the type who wouldn’t blink an eye at killing, bound only by a higher faith above them.

Right now, Ren He saw himself as an ordinary person who just hoped that no one would suddenly appear and force him to be anything but ordinary.

The reward given to him by the Divine Punishment System after this ordeal was definitely not as simple as ordinary people might think.

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Ren He rushed back to the apartment in the afternoon and arrived at the hotel Yang En had arranged to meet them, with Yang Xi coming in right after him. By the time Ren He reached the hotel, Yang En was already sitting there.

Yang En looked no different from usual, but Ren He sharply noticed that the other party’s attire seemed deliberately subdued.

What had Yang En looked like when he first met him? Not a hair out of place, his suit impeccable—an image of Yang En when sending his daughter to school. In daily life, Yang En was the same; Ren He had never seen him look unkempt.

But now it was different, the other party dressed so plainly as to completely overturn Ren He’s perception of the man.

Something must have happened, just not serious enough that Yang En did not dare to see Yang Xi at all.

At the dinner table, he behaved very normally as well. A person like Yang En couldn’t easily reveal his inner emotions so openly, and Ren He couldn’t observe any indications of what might be wrong.

It seemed like Yang En really just wanted to have a meal with Yang Xi.

"You two really upset Yang Xi’s mother," Yang En said with a smile, "even running off together. And you couldn’t keep still during your elopement, even producing an English album. Honestly, those ten songs are really good. Did you write them, Ren He?"

Ren He laughed, "I wrote them," Songs he’d earned through his own merit, nothing to be ashamed of acknowledging. In the past, when his heart was conflicted, he chose to remain anonymous or credited the original authors.

But after "Stubbornness" was complete, the path to a clear conscience was fully walked, and Ren He felt unprecedentedly liberated.

An action taken is taken, what’s there to worry about?

"They’re really well written," Yang En exclaimed, "Especially the anti-war songs. I’ve never heard songs as good as these!"

For someone like Yang En, behind the melody what he heard were levels of thought. As someone who’d spent years embroiled in the struggles of his position, what he yearned for most was peace.

Maybe one day, when the world is at peace and the motherland has no internal or external troubles, he could sit down and rest, tend to plants, raise a Golden Retriever, and watch it grow.

Perhaps he could even reconsider remarrying Su Ruqin, to properly win back his wife.

But he couldn’t stop, because the war hadn’t ended. People like them bore faith and responsibility on their shoulders; their duty was to race against time, race against other countries.

This race has no finish line, no champion, no laurels, no applause—only danger between life and death.

At that moment, music suddenly started playing in the restaurant—the track was Yang Xi’s "need.you.now." It seems the manager here was a fan of Yang Xi too...

However, it was precisely when the music started that Yang En quickly said with a smile, "There might be danger in the US. I’ve applied for colleagues from the third department of the General Staff to protect you two. It’s not critical yet, but when a crisis arises, they’ll arrange your evacuation route. You must follow their plan. Don’t worry about me; I’ll be safe in the embassy. This is an opportunity I’ve managed to secure with difficulty—you must cherish it."

This was Yang En’s true purpose tonight. The phone wasn’t secure, but nothing was more important than Yang Xi in his heart, even his own creed.

That’s why he had to come out personally to inform them of the danger and let them know he had arranged an escape route. If there was danger, they must comply with the arrangements for evacuation.

In their actual interactions, Yang En had discovered an issue: Ren He was especially wary of other people. He was concerned that Ren He’s mistrust would lead him to not trust the personnel arranged to evacuate them. Moreover, this young man was highly dangerous—after the Capital assault incident, witnessed personally by Wang, Ren He had been evaluated as a potential danger.

If he didn’t want to leave, his colleagues, in trying to protect their lives, might indeed have trouble moving him.

People Lin Hao admitted he couldn’t face were truly few.

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