The entire village seemed to shake as if an earthquake had struck.
Jiang Donghui and Wu Lingyun, bound inside a house, also felt the tremors. Coupled with the sounds of explosions, Jiang Donghui realized that the two sides were engaged in fierce combat.
No, it was the black man, Blake, who was opening fire, putting Chen Jinzhao under immense pressure.
Through the dilapidated windows, they could see that half the night sky was illuminated. Jiang Donghui and Wu Lingyun exchanged glances.
This was the destructive power of a rocket-propelled grenade!
Although Jiang Donghui couldn't speak, he was worried for Chen Jinzhao in his heart, wondering about his current condition.
Wu Lingyun's mind went blank.
It was only then that she realized the black man had not been joking; he had come to kill Chen Jinzhao.
She wondered—
Had Chen Jinzhao already died?
If that were the case, how would Wu Lingyun face her father?
For a moment.
Wu Lingyun's mind was in turmoil.
Her animosity towards Chen Jinzhao had significantly lessened.
On the hill beside the village, Blake wore a pleased expression. After this rocket-propelled grenade, Chen Jinzhao must have been blown to smithereens, right? No matter how brilliant he was, he would ultimately turn into a handful of dust.
Blake suppressed his joy and controlled his last remaining drone, sending it to scout the explosion center.
Several buildings at the epicenter had collapsed and were engulfed in raging flames. There was no sign of Chen Jinzhao anywhere. Blake, being inherently cautious, did not immediately conclude that Chen Jinzhao was dead.
After more than ten minutes, the fire gradually subsided.
Blake searched the ruins for a while before finding Chen Jinzhao under a pile of rubble. According to the thermal imaging device, Chen Jinzhao's body temperature was far below normal.
Blake understood what this meant.
He couldn't help but cheer, "The evil dragon has been beheaded by me. I didn't expect it to be so smooth. What those people said was indeed true, Chen Jinzhao's weakness is his tender heart."
If Chen Jinzhao had no emotions, he would be the most terrifying.
Alas, he was already dead.
Blake put away his sniper rifle and quickly descended the mountain. As he passed the abandoned house where Jiang Donghui and Wu Lingyun were hidden, he decided to inform them of Chen Jinzhao's death and removed the tape from their mouths.
Wu Lingyun was shocked upon hearing the news, seemingly unable to believe it.
Jiang Donghui's heart trembled. He said incredulously, "You, you killed Brother Chen? He's a general of Huaguo. You'll be punished for murdering a Huaguo general. You can't escape even if you hide to the ends of the earth!"
Blake laughed and said, "Extremely childish."
"After this job, I'll flee Huaguo and return to Meterli. No matter how strong Huaguo is, they can't do anything to Meterli."
Jiang Donghui was indignant but knew it was the truth.
"You two will come with me. I'll let you witness with your own eyes as I cut off Chen Jinzhao's head." Blake licked his lips, filled with excitement for what was about to happen.
Wu Lingyun was dazed, feeling as though she had caused Chen Jinzhao's death.
Even though their relationship was not good, she was stunned when news of Chen Jinzhao's death arrived.
"Donghui, I..." she said, her voice choked with tears.
It wasn't out of sadness but fear, fear of being blamed by her father.
Jiang Donghui's face darkened. "Let's go and see what's happening first. If Brother Chen has indeed sacrificed himself, I'm sure someone will avenge him."
At the same time, Jiang Donghui found it absurd that Blake feared the Wu family more than the Huaguo authorities. This meant the Wu family's influence was far greater than he had imagined, and perhaps a significant number of people within Meterli were affiliated with the Wu family.
The three of them stepped on broken stones and tiles and walked to the epicenter of the explosion.
There were originally seven or eight houses here, which had now all become ruins. Looking at the ruins before him, Jiang Donghui felt a surge of sadness. It seemed Brother Chen had indeed perished.
A sigh escaped him, lamenting that Chen Jinzhao had died before fulfilling his ambitions.
Wu Lingyun's mind was a mess, unsure of how to describe her current feelings.
Blake walked to the precise location where Chen Jinzhao was buried and said with a faint smile, "This is the renowned Candle Dragon. I never expected him to die by my hand. This is truly the most glorious moment of my life."
He turned on his flashlight, searching for Chen Jinzhao's corpse.
"Hmm?"
"He's really dead?"
Blake saw an injured hand exposed to the air. Just as he was about to bend down, the palm suddenly clenched!
This scene startled Jiang Donghui and Wu Lingyun, who retreated in succession.
Blake's heart also pounded. Before he could fire another shot, he saw dust rising from the ruins. Chen Jinzhao, buried under the thick dust, sat up. After sitting for a moment, he stood up and faced Blake.
All three were startled.
Blake's face turned grim. "You, you're not dead?"
Chen Jinzhao shook off the dust, revealing several terrible wounds. He said in a hoarse voice, "Thanks to you, I can't die yet."
Jiang Donghui calmed down and said joyfully, "Brother Chen, it's truly wonderful that you're alright."
Wu Lingyun hesitated to speak, unsure of what to say in the end. Chen Jinzhao looked at them. "Find a place to hide. I'll take you away after I kill this person."
"Okay!" Jiang Donghui nodded.
He knew he couldn't help and just needed to avoid being a hindrance to Chen Jinzhao.
"Lingyun, let's go."
Jiang Donghui pulled Wu Lingyun, whose body was stiff, and after a few attempts, managed to drag her away. The two of them reached a safe zone about a hundred meters away. Wu Lingyun only then reacted, her eyes unfocused as she murmured, "He, what kind of monster is he? It's one thing that he's not dead, but how is he still so full of life?"
"Brother Chen is no ordinary man. That's not something we need to consider," Jiang Donghui said.
"Let's just watch!"
Wu Lingyun's gaze focused on the figure standing amidst the ruins.
On the ruins.
Chen Jinzhao was still shaking off dust. Blake still found it hard to believe. "You're really not dead. Your physical fitness is comparable to mine."
"No, it's far superior to mine."
Chen Jinzhao coughed a few times, his palm filled with blood.
When the rocket-propelled grenade exploded, he had indeed been injured. Chen Jinzhao had once thought he would die there. However, he discovered that his body seemed to have mutated. In the face of such an explosion, he only sustained some superficial wounds and minor internal injuries. So, he played along, burying himself under the thick dust to evade the thermal imaging scanner.
Only by closing the distance could Chen Jinzhao's chances of victory be maximized.
Blake had indeed fallen for it.
"As expected of the Candle Dragon's Eye, not so easily killed. If you think I have no backup, you are gravely mistaken!" Blake calmed down and let out a cold laugh, raising a pistol and aiming it at Chen Jinzhao's head!
"You still lost!"