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Chapter 691 - 691 691 Dominant Double Kill!

691: Chapter 691: Dominant Double Kill!

Mysterious Background!

691: Chapter 691: Dominant Double Kill!

Mysterious Background!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

On the BMW GT that had just left not long ago.

Fang Qingya saw the scene through the rearview mirror.

Without asking for Wu Jie’s opinion, she immediately executed a beautiful deceleration drift.

Squeak… squeak…

The BMW GT completed a flashy 360-degree turnaround on the spot.

In the midst of a powerful surge of acceleration, the car suddenly picked up speed again.

“Watch out!”

Fang Qingya shouted a warning to Wu Jie.

The BMW GT suddenly charged onto the shoulder of the road like a precision-guided missile.

With a boom, it viciously slammed into the side of the Buick sedan that had already crashed into a wall.

This collision.

The passenger in Xu Dongbing’s subordinate’s seat, who had been unharmed until then, was instantly twisted and contorted, screaming in agony with a cry as distressing as that of a slaughtering pig.

Inside the BMW GT, at the moment of impact, the airbags popped out instantly.

Wu Jie and Fang Qingya, being propelled forward, were not only tightened by the seat belts but also hit the inflating airbags.

The airbags provided a cushioning effect, preventing the two from crashing into the steering wheel and dashboard.

“Damn it!”

Wu Jie really hadn’t expected it.

Fang Qingya’s temper turned out to be so explosive!

A typical female driver would probably be bewildered by a rear-end collision, not knowing what to do.

But Fang Qingya, instead of simply speeding up to catch up and pushing the other car towards the hillside,

made an immediate decision to disengage after an unexpected shooting but didn’t give up completely.

Seizing the opportunity for revenge, she decisively drifted back, a heavy collision inflicting at least severe injury on one of the adversaries.

Revenge was served on the spot!

The costly BMW GT, modified for racing, was written off, but it was worth it for the sake of vengeance!

The daughter of the former Tianyuan boss Fang Guozhi truly was a brave woman amidst men, too awesome for words!

After adjusting the seat back, Wu Jie unbuckled his seat belt and immediately helped Fang Qingya release hers.

But that wasn’t enough…

The BMW GT veered and flew sideways into the Buick sedan, creating a V-shaped angle between the two cars.

On Fang Qingya’s side, it was impossible to open the car door.

Wu Jie opened his door, then reached out and embraced Fang Qingya, pulling her over.

The two of them exited the car.

Wu Jie quickly checked the condition inside the Buick, while Fang Qingya was fierce.

Opening the smashed trunk, she directly pulled out a large wrench.

As a tool for repairing cars, the large wrench indeed also served as an excellent item for home travel and for fighting and beating people up.

There were only two people inside the Buick, and the blonde, blue-eyed foreigner was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment.

The driver lay on the airbag, with blood streaming profusely.

A bottle of unopened mineral water, already heavy,

was fiercely smashed by Wu Jie, the damage from the impact being no less than that of a brick.

The driver’s gun wasn’t seen, but the cartridge casings were.

At the other passenger seat.

The entire side of the car had been viciously dented inward by Fang Qingya’s BMW GT.

The person sitting in the seat was tightly trapped by the twisted and deformed car door and seat, next to the dashboard.

The airbag was still pressing against his chest, and his body twisted in agony, screaming in such pain it tore at the heartstrings.

“Damn it!

You hit my car and still dared to run!”

Fang Qingya opened the door, mercilessly swinging the wrench down with force.

The driver was lying on the airbag, with the back of his head, neck, and back exposed.

In her rage, Fang Qingya didn’t hold back, directly bringing the wrench down on his cervical spine.

The heavily swung metal wrench was more than the driver’s fragile cervical spine could bear.

With a crisp crack,

Wu Jie’s eyebrows shot up, knowing that the guy was done for.

The passenger didn’t scream for long either.

Because Fang Qingya leaned into the car and also gave him a heavy hit.

In an instant!

The screams stopped abruptly, and the world fell silent!

After venting her anger, Fang Qingya still wasn’t satisfied.

Clutching the wrench like a fierce goddess, she followed the Buick sedan’s incoming route and found the gun that the driver had used.

As for Wu Jie, without having to look inside the car, he knew both people were beyond saving.

Even if they called for the police now, by the time the ambulance and fire truck arrived to break open the car, they would definitely be goners.

Car accidents, shootings, revenge, double kills…

In less than a minute, things had been more thrilling than a damn Hollywood blockbuster!

What’s more freaking awesome was…

Fang Qingya returned with the gun, teeming with killing intent, and it seemed like she was about to give a few more shots to make sure!

“Damn it!

The people are already dead, why the hell would you shoot again?”

Wu Jie frowned and shouted, blocking Fang Qingya.

“Are you sure they’re all dead?” Fang Qingya asked coldly.

At this point, she really had bloodthirsty eyes.

If Wu Jie hadn’t stopped her, she probably would have fired all the bullets.

“Nonsense!

They were already at death’s door, and with you hitting them with the wrench, how could they not be dead as a doornail?”

Saying this, Wu Jie gestured with his hand.

Fang Qingya bit her red lip tightly and handed over the gun to Wu Jie.

But then…

Bang bang bang!

Wu Jie turned around and fired several shots consecutively.

Click, no more bullets.

Fang Qingya was utterly stunned.

She wasn’t scared by the gunshot, but by Wu Jie’s actions, which had taken her by surprise.

“This…”

Fang Qingya was at a loss for words.

She had thought Wu Jie was afraid of making a mistake, but to her astonishment, he intended to finish the job himself.

“You are too…”

“Too what?

We are not the same!”

Wu Jie glanced at the replica gun nonchalantly—it really had an astonishing recoil.

“If you had shot, you’d be completely done for, with no good explanation, but me…”

Fang Qingya cut in, “You what, you?

You think being the son-in-law of the Tianyuan Tang Family makes you tougher than me?”

Wu Jie just smiled faintly.

“Give me the wrench too, and go sit in the passenger seat of the car!”

“Why?”

“Why does there need to be a ‘why’?

If you don’t want to go to prison, just hurry up!”

Wu Jie was getting annoyed, his voice rising considerably.

Fang Qingya handed the wrench to Wu Jie and pouted with a humph.

She glanced at the two people who were now thoroughly dead and only then, satisfied, went back to the car.

“You think you’re something special!

I really want to see what you’re going to do!”

Fang Qingya muttered to herself, and after she sat back in the car, her agitated heart gradually calmed down.

That’s how people are.

Sometimes, in that impulsive moment, you feel as if you fear nothing in heaven or on earth.

You’d slay gods if they stand in your way, buddhas if they block you.

Even if God himself came down, he couldn’t stop the outburst of your temper.

That’s why, among criminal cases each year, a particularly large number are ‘crimes of passion.’

Ordinarily mild and kind people, once provoked, often become more ferocious than thugs and hoodlums.

But once the impulse fades, and calm returns…

Fang Qingya looked at her beloved BMW GT and then at the Buick that had been hit.

Only then did she realize that she had indeed been too impulsive.

Was it because her period was coming, and she was feeling down because she didn’t have a successful rendezvous with Wu Jie tonight?

Did she lose control and seek revenge when faced with a hit-and-run?

Enraged by the gunshot wound, did she fixate on revenge, abandoning her car and ramming theirs?

And it didn’t stop there—she actually used the wrench to finish off both men.

Why?

Why had she become so impulsive and irritable?

She had turned a car accident into a slaughter.

But when she thought about it calmly, they were no good anyway!

They had a gun…

So perhaps, in her impulsive state, she might have actually been ridding the people of harm!

But no matter how you look at it, she had killed someone, and now thinking back, she was terrified.

Her heart raced with tension and fear, beating uncontrollably.

Now the key issue was, how to handle this mess!

Fang Qingya looked up and saw that Wu Jie had finished his phone call.

And there he was, leisurely smoking, blowing smoke rings, with none of the tension and unease that comes with a double kill.

Mr.

Composed?

Fang Qingya was beginning to find Wu Jie unreadable.

Time slowly passed.

Just when Fang Qingya was growing impatient, several vehicles arrived swiftly but without sirens or flashing lights.

Fang Qingya looked closely and saw there were police cars, tow trucks, cranes, and even a cleaning truck.

A middle-aged man got out of a black Audi, walked up to Wu Jie, and even took the initiative to share his cigarette.

As the two casually chatted, others moved quickly to work.

“Let’s go, get in the Audi!”

Wu Jie called out.

Seeing his smiling face, Fang Qingya nodded, but her confusion deepened.

She left the BMW and got into the Audi, where the driver was already prepared with a medical kit to tend to Fang Qingya.

Shifting her gaze, Fang Qingya saw the crane load the two vehicles onto the tow truck, as the scene was quickly cleared.

Wu Jie and the middle-aged man got into the car, and the latter said cheerfully:

“Little Fang, in a couple of days someone will call you to pick up your car.

Don’t dwell on tonight’s events, and don’t mention them to anyone, understand?”

Fang Qingya nodded repeatedly, not daring to ask any more questions.

Because she saw there was some sort of internal pass in the bottom right corner of the windscreen.

My God!

Besides being the son-in-law of the Tianyuan Tang Family, what other identity did Wu Jie have?

After her impulsive actions, Fang Qingya didn’t know how to deal with the situation.

But as for Wu Jie and his companion, they seemed as if they had merely stepped on two ants, completely unconcerned.

The scene was still being cleared, but the Audi had already left coolly.

On the way back to the city, Fang Qingya listened intently.

Finally, after the middle-aged man took a call, he revealed important information.

“It’s been confirmed, those two were Xu Dongbing’s men, also known as Xu Changshan’s godsons!”

“They were nobodies before, but since Xu Juan and Xu Xinyi died, he became the sole legitimate heir!”

“He gathered a bunch of people and went back to his old ways.

He’s probably conspiring with the Northern Fox Organization, and they sent people after you because of interests!”

“Oh right, we’re going to pass Xu Dongbing’s nightclub soon.

Want to go and have a chat with him?”

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