Mated at First Sight
Chapter 829 - 552: What Are Brothers? Can You Eat Them? (Third Update)

Chapter 829: Chapter 552: What Are Brothers? Can You Eat Them? (Third Update)

Daring to strike our brothers, looking for death, huh!

Ma Liang’s icy gaze slightly concentrated while Jing Chen watched the situation unfold with cold indifference. Next moment, he suddenly and slightly curled his lips upward.

It seemed his role as team leader was superfluous this time.

Lifting his hand, he made a slight gesture, "Move in." His cold voice resonated.

Next moment, both parties (referring to Wu Ya’s mouth and Xigua’s people) almost moved their hands simultaneously.

"Damn it, I can’t hold back anymore!" Wu Ya roared angrily, swooping down to pin the opponent to the ground. In their moment of slight stun, he swiftly snatched the gun from their waist. With a violent strike, he left the opponent half-dazed, head spinning without a sense of direction; then he punched the opponent’s face several times with all his might, pummeling until they were nearly unrecognizable even to their own father.

Tsk, tsk, tsk... daring to hit his handsome face, he’d kill them.

Daring to hit his face, huh, don’t they know he hasn’t found a wife yet? If his face is ruined, he’d have to marry them! Ptooey! How would he find a wife with a ruined face?

Blow after blow, by the time Wu Ya had his fill of beating, the person underneath him was already unconscious, totally out of it.

As for the other five mercenaries who tried to draw their guns and come over when Wu Ya broke free, it was too late. At Jing Chen’s command, Xigua and the others charged forth. The men couldn’t withstand the assault and ultimately all perished at the hands of Ying Sun’s team.

In their final moments, these men realized: Special Forces soldiers are indeed not to be trifled with lightly.

If only they had known what this mission entailed, they wouldn’t have accepted it; sadly, it was too late for regrets.

But, at least Ying Sun’s face was retrieved, pressed back into place; probably, it wouldn’t fall off so easily again next time.

As for the captive before them... everyone looked somewhat speechlessly at Wu Ya, their gaze gradually shifting down to his still-tied feet.

They internally criticized, this guy really had guts.

He was lucky this time, next time, they might be the ones collecting his corpse.

Sitting down with a thump, he extracted a dagger from the opponent’s body and cut the rope around his feet, then without hesitation, he hit the opponent once more.

With a muffled groan, the opponent breathed their last in the following instant.

"Heh heh heh... what perfect cooperation!" Standing up, Wu Ya ostentatiously held his head high. In the sympathetic looks of everyone else, when he saw Jing Chen’s figure, his arrogance instantly deflated.

"Boss?" Why was he here? Why didn’t anyone give him a heads-up?

Looking questioningly at Xigua and the others, the people tilted their heads up, sideways, awry.

What, they didn’t see anything; they had no idea what he was asking about.

Wu Ya was instantly dumbfounded.

What happened to brotherhood? What happened to tacit understanding?

Everyone else: We didn’t hear anything, didn’t see anything.

Brotherhood, is that something edible?

Watching the silly manners of the group, Jing Chen merely swept them with a casual glance, "Team, regroup." Having said that, he turned and walked towards the direction they had come from.

Everyone hurried to follow, carrying the spoils of the mission with them.

Now, they were the ones being tormented, but in less than half a month, it would be their turn to dish it out.

They were really looking forward to it!

It had been a long time since Ying Sun had welcomed new members, and they couldn’t wait any longer.

...

Night, shimmering with starlight, when Jing Chen returned to the Jing family residence, it was already 2 o’clock in the morning. Other than the guards, everyone in the Jing household was deep in sleep.

However, Mu Lin was resting uneasily. With her big belly, she wanted to move but couldn’t, she wanted to turn over, but it was incredibly hard, a sight that wrenched Jing Chen’s heart.

He never expected pregnancy could be so exhausting. Jing Chen had even heard that the pain women feel while giving birth could make them wish for death, more agonizing than a stab in the heart. Seeing Mu Lin like this and thinking of the information his men had looked up online and reported to him, Jing Chen felt regret.

If he had known earlier, he would have preferred not to have a child rather than see his darling go through such pain.

If he saw Mu Lin in that state, Jing Chen didn’t know what he would do.

He would surely be at a loss, right?

After washing up and lying down behind Mu Lin, he lay on his side, reached out to embrace her into his arms, and placed his hand on her stomach as if trying to alleviate some of her discomfort.

The familiar scent slightly eased the furrowed brows of Mu Lin, and gradually, her breathing steadied and she fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, when the morning sunlight streamed through the windowpane, Mu Lin woke up resting on Jing Chen’s arm.