The creaking sound of a wheelchair kept echoing, arriving in front of the instructor and Queen Qi, seemingly cutting off the opposite side.

Inside the Maybach, Ouyang Xiaoya ignored the shattering window glass and shouted, "Hei, go quickly!"

After saying this, her eyes were filled with extreme anxiety.

This was Lin Hai's best comrade, to whom she had sworn an oath to take good care of Hei.

But if something happened to him, how could she face Lin Hai in Yanjing?

Thinking of the usually glib yet loyal and righteous guy's image, Ouyang Xiaoya couldn't help but feel turmoil in her heart.

"Hei, go quickly, what are you doing here!" Long Wuhui's eyes threatened to burst, shouting urgently despite his blood-spitting wounds.

"I came to protect sister-in-law." Shura pushed the wheelchair, glanced at the Maybach, and said to Long Wuhui.

"You... you can't protect anything, go quickly, stop showing off!" Long Wuhui yelled and cursed.

Ouyang Xiaoya shouted anxiously again, "Hei, go quickly, don't worry about me!"

At the same time, she couldn't help but feel moved; when Lin Hai left, he indeed said that Hei must protect her well.

Back then, she merely thought it was a casual remark to honor his comrade's dignity.

But unexpectedly, Hei actually came today.

However... Ouyang Xiaoya's eyes fell on the empty pant legs beneath Hei's wheelchair.

Even knowing he was once a special forces soldier, how could he, in his current condition, contend with the four international mercenaries eyeing hungrily from a distance?

"Hehe? A cripple?"

Yu Haijing let out a contemptuous, wild laugh.

Demon Wolf, the Haier Brothers, and others burst into laughter.

Even the bodyguards smashing the Maybach, after a moment of stupefaction, erupted in loud laughter.

"What did you just say you were here for?" Demon Wolf mocked.

Shura glanced at him indifferently and replied, "To protect my sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law? Which woman is your sister-in-law? I'll definitely have a good time with her later." Demon Wolf laughed again.

An invisible murderous intent flashed in Shura's eyes.

"Your sister-in-law wouldn't be the woman in the Maybach, right?"

"Haha, soon my brothers and I will make her beg for more."

One of the Haier Brothers, a black man, laughed arrogantly.

"Bastards!" Long Wuhui spat out blood again, but despite struggling, he couldn't stand up.

"Hei, run!"

Ouyang Xiaoya couldn't bear to watch Hei being killed right before her eyes.

"Yu Haijing, the person you want is me, let the innocent go!" Ouyang Xiaoya's eyes showed determination.

If sacrificing herself could ensure everyone else's safety, she was willing to do it!

"Hehe, President Ouyang, now you're begging me?" Yu Haijing laughed loudly.

"Beg me, kneel down, crawl under my feet, lick with your gentle little mouth, beg me, and maybe if I'm happy, I'll let you go."

Yu Haijing held his head high with a confident expression.

For half a year, he had lived a life worse than death, disabled.

If not for the Yu Family spending a huge price to trade a potion from the RX organization, he would probably have been dead.

But even though he survived, Yu Haijing had almost lost the function of many organs.

Like taste, touch, and his critical area down there...

Now, he still played with women but only to humiliate them in various ways to satisfy his perverted desires.

His twisted mind led to multiple distortions in his personality.

"You…"

Ouyang Xiaoya bit her lips stubbornly; she was inherently proud.

But now…

Glancing at the dying Long Wuhui, Queen Qi drenched in blood, and the fragile body in the wheelchair, Ouyang Xiaoya's tears fell down.

"Kneel, kneel and beg me, beg me to spare them." Yu Haijing panted heavily, eyes filled with intense pleasure and lust for success.

"Kneel, and you will spare them?" Ouyang Xiaoya gritted her teeth and asked.

"Hehe, you can try. At least I can spare one, like that cripple in the wheelchair." Yu Haijing said, smiling.

"I'll kneel!"

Ouyang Xiaoya took a deep breath, crystalline tears hanging at the corners of her eyes, who knew where she got such resolve.

For family, for friends...

"Haha, the dignified President Ouyang of Huadu is about to kneel to me." Yu Haijing was extremely excited.

From the Maybach window, Ouyang Xiaoya struggled out.

Then, she stood up, cast a complex glance at everyone, took a deep breath, closed her beautiful eyes, and her knees bent down.

Surrounding bodyguards smirked sinisterly.

Seeing such a beautiful woman kneel was a satisfying scene too.

Swoosh—

A whistling sound of breaking wind was heard.

The bullet was fired.

The head of a bodyguard closest to Ouyang Xiaoya instantly burst open, blood splattering everywhere.

Ouyang Xiaoya opened her eyes and stopped her movement.

Everyone couldn't help but look toward the source of the gunfire.

On the wheelchair, Hei was holding a weapon with his arms covered in countless scars, shriveled like branches.

The next moment, Hei's weapon aimed at Yu Haijing's head.

Yu Haijing's face turned ugly; this cripple in a wheelchair seemed skilled in weaponry.

"Damn it, kill him."

Demon Wolf clenched his fist and moved brutally towards Shura.

"No, don't!" Ouyang Xiaoya shouted urgently; she knew the strength of this Demon Wolf, who could easily dodge bullets.

Before she finished speaking, it was already too late. The Demon Wolf's fist hammered down on the fragile body in the wheelchair.

"No—" Ouyang Xiaoya closed her eyes in despair, tears sliding down her cheeks.

"No—" Queen Qi struggled to shield Hei from the punch, but it was too late.

"Ahhhh—" Long Wuhui went into a mad frenzy, his deep unwillingness turning to anger and helplessness.

Crack—

A bone-breaking sound rang throughout the night sky.

Ouyang Xiaoya seemed to lose all her strength, collapsing on the ground, tears blurring her vision, unable to bear looking at Hei.

"This… this is impossible!"

Yu Haijing's voice filled with shock.

Crack—

Another bone-breaking sound.

"Help… help…"

Ouyang Xiaoya, Queen Qi, and Long Wuhui stood in a daze.

This voice, seemingly not from Hei?

They could barely hold back their heartache and looked over.

Even though they knew it might be a luxury to hope for, they still prayed it wasn't Hei who died.

In an instant, they were all stunned.

Demon Wolf's towering body was now drooping like a deflated balloon, trickles of blood flowing from his lowered neck.

On Demon Wolf's neck, a slender, shriveled arm erupted with unmatched power, seemingly breaking the neck with its strength.

The shriveled arm casually tossed aside.

Thump—

Demon Wolf's body was discarded like a dead dog.

Hiss—

Sounds of sharp intakes of breath mixed with disbelief echoed one after another...