Pregnant After Healing the Alpha
Chapter 767 - 755 Qiao Jing Cried

Chapter 767: Chapter 755 Qiao Jing Cried

Frank chimed in from the side, "Yes, Mr. John had already warned you in advance, asking you to stop, it was you who did not cooperate that forced us to open fire."

Qiao Jing lifted her eyes coldly, her gaze sharply sweeping over John and Frank, an icy chill radiating from her whole being.

This oppressive aura caused everyone around to unconsciously take a step back.

John and Frank were also intimidated by Qiao Jing’s coldness.

It was apparent that her anger was uncontrollable.

Frank leaned closer to John and asked softly, "Mr. John, what should we do next? Based on the current situation, Professor Qiao definitely will not willingly follow us back."

John frowned, feeling a headache about the current situation.

Without taking Qiao Jing back, the research on the new strain of wheat couldn’t be completed.

But what Frank said was another issue.

With things having developed to this point, even if they forcibly took Qiao Jing back, she might not be willing to help with the research...

After hesitating for a moment, John still issued a direct order, "Someone, take Professor Qiao away!"

Regardless, they would first take her away and talk about it.

As for the research, they could think of something else back in the lab.

He refused to believe that there was no way to make Qiao Jing cooperate!

"Yes."

After Frank responded, he moved forward with a few subordinates, preparing to forcibly take Qiao Jing away.

Just then, a noisy and hurried footsteps approached from afar.

Suddenly, a group of people rushed over and before John and Frank could react, they were completely surrounded.

Qiao Jing looked up, instinctively thinking it was Tang Yan who had brought people to the rescue.

However, the person who walked out of the crowd was not Tang Yan, but Wu Xirui.

Wu Xirui had been delayed coming out of the villa, which is why he was late.

Furthermore, not knowing Qiao Jing’s location, he had no choice but to search along the way.

It was only upon hearing gunfire just now that he hurriedly followed the sound with his men towards this place.

Seeing Zhan Qipei wounded by a gunshot, lying unconscious on the ground, Wu Xirui was somewhat surprised.

The next second, his gaze swept back and forth over Qiao Jing.

Noticing that Qiao Jing seemed unharmed, Wu Xirui inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief, "Qiao Jing, are you alright? Why are there only the two of you? Where are the others? I remember Zhan Qipei brought quite a few people."

"The others are scattered and have not regrouped yet."

Qiao Jing’s eyes were red, her voice hoarse and choked, clearly having just cried.

This was the first time Wu Xirui had seen Qiao Jing like this.

Suddenly, he felt somewhat uneasy, an indescribable sensation in his heart.

Could this feeling be called heartache?

And a bit of jealousy.

John was the first to recover, staring at Wu Xirui and saying, "You better leave immediately, don’t meddle in business that isn’t yours, otherwise don’t blame us for being inhospitable!"

Regardless, he must take Qiao Jing with him today!

Wu Xirui glanced at him, chuckling dismissively, "I’m sorry, but it seems it should be you who need to leave. With me here, you’re likely to return empty-handed."

Frank snorted disdainfully, "With just this few of you, you dare to talk big in front of Mr. John. You don’t know your own limits!"

With that, he raised his hand in a gesture.

His subordinates, understanding the signal, drew their handguns, aiming them at Wu Xirui.

Wu Xirui’s men, seeing this, immediately drew their guns and aimed at John and Frank.

For a moment, both sides were locked in a tense standoff.

Just as they were at an impasse, Tang Yan, also hearing the gunfire, hurried over with his people.

Seeing the President Zhan injured by a gunshot, Tang Yan, without hesitation, joined the fray with Claire and the others.

The numbers of Wu Xirui and Tang Yan’s men together were greater than those brought by John.

Frank, seeing they were at a disadvantage, quickly took out his cellphone, ready to call for reinforcements.

"Hold on!"

Wu Xirui spoke up in time while gesturing to his men to lower their hands and commanded, "Put away your guns."

His subordinates, getting the sign, immediately complied and retracted the guns aimed at John and Frank.

Tang Yan furrowed his brow, not understanding Wu Xirui’s intentions.

He was puzzled, not sure if this man was here to help or for something else.

Wu Xirui, detecting Tang Yan’s suspicion, smirked devilishly and said, "Have your people also put away their guns. To solve problems we need brains, not weapons."

Tang Yan, unsure, turned to look at Qiao Jing.

With President Zhan unconscious, he could only ask for Miss Qiao’s opinion.

Qiao Jing herself didn’t know what Wu Xirui was up to, but she knew that Wu Xirui wouldn’t harm her.

Therefore, she gave Tang Yan a slight nod, indicating that he should do as Wu Xirui said.

As Zhan Qipei lay unconscious and constantly bleeding, her mind was in turmoil, and a persistent feeling of nervousness and insecurity haunted her.

All she wanted was to quickly resolve the situation and leave this place with Zhan Qipei...

Seeing Qiao Jing nod, Tang Yan then ordered his men to put away their guns.

Frank, not understanding the situation, frowned and stared at Wu Xirui, "What exactly are you playing at? Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve; stop beating around the bush!"

Wu Xirui ignored him and instead took out his phone, dialed a mysterious number, and then shifted his gaze to John.

"Mr. John, I have a call here for you to take."

Upon hearing this, Frank scoffed disdainfully and retorted, "What joke is this? Why should we answer the phone just because you tell us to? Who do you think you are!"

"I’m not in the mood to joke with you. If you refuse this call, it will be at your own peril."

A sinister smile on Wu Xirui’s face and his tone carried a threat that could not be ignored.

John furrowed his brow and asked in a deep voice, "What call is it?"

"On the other end of the line is that person from the Empire."

Wu Xirui’s words came out measured, then added, "I don’t need to spell it out. Mr. John, you should know who it is."

At this, John’s expression instantly changed, and he looked at Wu Xirui in some astonishment.

He truly hadn’t expected that this man would have connections to that person from the Empire.

"Well? Mr. John, will you take the call or not?"

Wu Xirui shook the cellphone in his palm with a somewhat aggressive tone.

"Give me the phone."

As John spoke, his expression was strained, with a foreboding feeling in his heart.

Wu Xirui handed the phone to one of his subordinates, who then passed it to John.

John took the phone, lifted it to his ear, and before he could speak, a stern voice came from the other end.

"What is this? Is your country M planning to start a full-scale war with our Empire?"

Upon hearing this, John’s face grew visibly more troubled, and his brows knitted tighter, "You’re taking this too seriously, aren’t you? This isn’t something to joke about."