vrcanaries Chapter 595 Looking for Enemies
Chapter 595 Looking for Enemies
When she reached He Yuzhu's side, she leaned forward slightly, her eyes full of tenderness.
He Yuzhu's head was still a little dizzy. Looking at the bowl of hangover soup, his eyes suddenly became clearer. A sly mocking look flashed across his face. He raised the corners of his mouth and deliberately dragged out his tone and joked, "Oh, there's no poison in this, is there?"
When Lin Wanting heard this, her beautiful eyes moved and she rolled her eyes at him gently. Her eyes were like the breeze blowing through the willow branches in spring, with a bit of anger, and like the stamens of blooming peach blossoms, revealing a hint of cuteness.
She did not speak immediately. Instead, she gracefully stretched out her slender fingers and steadily raised the bowl to her cherry-red lips. Then she tilted her head slightly and drank a big gulp of the sobering soup in one smooth motion.
After swallowing it, she pretended to be serious and looked straight at He Yuzhu, looking like a kitten pretending to be fierce, and said viciously: "Yes, I added Hedinghong in it. If we die, we will die together."
He Yuzhu looked at Lin Wanting's panic-stricken and somewhat naive appearance and found it extremely funny. He couldn't help but throw his head back and burst into laughter. His hearty laughter echoed in the quiet room for a long time.
After laughing, his expression returned to normal. He reached out his hand and steadily took the bowl of sobering soup that was still steaming. With clean and quick movements, he tilted his head back, his Adam's apple rolled, and in the blink of an eye he drank the soup in the bowl in one gulp.
After drinking, He Yuzhu did not give Lin Wanting any time to react. Suddenly, he stretched out his arms, and his powerful arms passed through Lin Wanting's legs and back, picked her up steadily, and then strode towards the bathroom.
Lin Wanting had never expected He Yuzhu to do such a sudden thing. She was so frightened that her face turned pale and she couldn't help but let out a sharp scream. In the moment of weightlessness, out of instinct, she waved her hands frantically a few times, and then she hugged He Yuzhu's neck tightly, her fingertips turning slightly white due to the force.
He tiptoed to the bedside and carefully tucked the quilt for Lin Wanting, fearing that any loud movement would disturb her.
Then, he turned around on tiptoe and slowly opened the door, taking each step very lightly, trying not to make any sound.
When I walked out of the room and looked around, I saw guards scattered all over the ground of the villa like a forest of wooden stakes.
Each of these guards stands as tall as a pine tree, with their feet firmly rooted on the ground, showing a strong sense of strength.
Their eyes are as alert as eagles, their gazes as sharp as torches, constantly scanning the surroundings, not missing any corner.
The weapon in his hand flashed a cold light under the light, as if silently declaring his inviolable majesty.
They are like extremely loyal guards, with their backs straight and eyes focused, meticulously guarding the safety of the villa, just like steel statues guarding the castle, building an indestructible line of defense for this world.
However, He Yuzhu is not an ordinary person. Years of hard work have enabled him to develop special skills. For him, slipping away from under the noses of this group of people is just a piece of cake.
At this moment, he was hiding in the thick shadows, as if he had merged into the darkness.
The cold moonlight shone down, outlining his tall and straight figure.
His eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the surroundings, and he had every move of the guards under his control.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and a confident and slightly playful smile quietly emerged, as if silently announcing that this seemingly tight defense was nothing but useless in front of him.
Then, He Yuzhu took a deep breath, and his chest swelled up, as if he wanted to take all the air around him into his body.
He squatted slightly, his knees bent, his muscles tense as strings, every inch of his tendons filled with strength.
In an instant, he used his special ability - flash.
His body turned into an illusory ghostly shadow, flashing at almost the speed of light, leaving only a trace of afterimage, and disappeared in an instant.
The next second, He Yuzhu appeared in a dark corner not far away. The light there was dim and there were piles of debris, which provided him with a perfect hiding place.
The guards, like puppets controlled by invisible strings, remained in a highly alert posture, staring mechanically ahead, completely unaware of the momentary fluctuation in the air and the instantaneous change of the figure in front of them.
He Yuzhu crouched down, holding his breath, and keenly noticed that the guards' attention was being attracted by an insignificant noise in the distance.
The opportunity was not to be missed, so he took a deep breath, exerted force with his legs, and rushed forward like an arrow, wrapped in a fierce gust of wind.
I saw his figure flash, and he used the flash skill like a ghost. His body left a shadow in the air. As fast as a meteor tearing through the night sky, he arrived at the outer wall of the villa in the blink of an eye.
He tiptoed and used the momentum to leap onto a large tree with lush branches and leaves, standing firmly on the thick branch. The swaying branches cleverly concealed his figure.
He Yuzhu looked down and saw that the lights in the villa were bright, as if it were daytime, and laughter could be faintly heard through the window.
His eyes were stern as he quickly glanced around. After making sure that no one noticed, he turned around and disappeared into the bottomless, inky black night behind him. In a moment, he disappeared, leaving only the quiet night, as if everything that had just happened had never happened.
Under the surveillance that was as tight as a spider web, every corner was shrouded in the surveillance's gaze, and the air seemed to be filled with tension and vigilance.
He Yuzhu, a man who has developed extraordinary abilities in a dangerous environment, is like an extremely agile fish that is well versed in the water. Each of his senses is highly awakened, and he has an extraordinary keen perception of subtle changes in the surrounding environment.
He was agile and skillful in using the surrounding buildings and debris as cover, sometimes hiding his figure with the help of shadows, and sometimes using objects to create brief visual interference.
Those watchers, who had carefully set up a seemingly foolproof net, thought they had the overall situation under control. However, they never expected that He Yuzhu was like a ghost, always able to accurately capture the blind spots of their vision, passing quietly and silently through the narrow gap without leaving a trace, as if he had never appeared here.
Long before he was about to show up, He Yuzhu had held his breath and concentrated all his attention on sensing Gao Kening's location.
His perception ability is like an invisible but extremely tough net. With himself as the center, it continuously spreads and explores the surroundings, not missing any possible clues.
He was able to keenly capture the subtle fluctuations in the air and the faint scent in the crowd.
When Gao Kening's direction was accurately locked, He Yuzhu's eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle's. He did not hesitate, nor did he pause for a moment, as if there was a deadly beast chasing him from behind, and every minute and every second was a matter of life and death.
His figure flashed, and he took a big step forward, like a black lightning, running towards the target at lightning speed.
The steps were firm and powerful, and every step was taken with a resolute momentum, as if to trample all potential obstacles ahead, whether they were tangible walls or invisible difficulties, and to create a path forward that belonged only to him.
When he came to a slightly farther location, He Yuzhu, relying on his keen observation skills acquired from his years of working in the underworld, quickly conducted a detailed scan of the surroundings.
His eyes were as sharp as a torch, not missing any corner. He first vigilantly examined the vehicles parked on the street to see if there were any unusual figures lurking among them; then he carefully observed the windows of nearby buildings to confirm that there were no suspicious reflections - that might be the light refracted by the sight.
After repeatedly confirming that there were no signs of danger, he flashed and quietly landed in a deep and dark alley.
This alley seems like a corner forgotten by time, and a dark and damp atmosphere blows in the face.
The walls are densely covered with mottled green moss, which are traces carved by time and moisture, as if silently telling stories of the past.
There was a faint musty smell in the air, mixed with the scent of old bricks and stones, which went straight into the nostrils, making people frown.
He Yuzhu stood quietly in the dark and deep alley, surrounded by a damp and slightly decayed smell.
He closed his eyes slightly, his chest heaving violently, and took a deep breath of the heavy air, trying to relax his tense nerves.
Then, his lips opened and closed rapidly, and he muttered something. The deep voice seemed to come from the Netherworld, mysterious and incomprehensible.
At the same time, his hands danced rapidly in front of him, and his ten fingers flexibly changed into various strange gestures, as if weaving an invisible net.
As He Yuzhu continued to form seals, the air around him began to fluctuate strangely, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples to appear.
The originally dim alley now had wisps of light moving through the air like snakes.
In an instant, a dazzling light flashed, and a car with unique shape and smooth and graceful lines suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
The car is shining with a mysterious light all over, and every line of its body looks like a carefully carved work of art. Under the reflection of this light, it seems like a rare treasure that has descended from another mysterious world.
He Yuzhu didn't hesitate at all. He took a step forward, opened the car door, and sat in the driver's seat.
His movements were smooth and seamless, as if he had practiced them countless times.
He Yuzhu sat in the driver's seat, inserted the key with both hands skillfully, and turned it gently. The engine instantly emitted a low and powerful roar. The sound was like a long-sleeping beast that was suddenly awakened, with a majesty ready to go.
Then he stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car shot out like an arrow from a bow, speeding towards the direction he sensed in his heart.
Glancing around, he secretly thanked his lucky stars that there was not a single surveillance camera in this area, as if God was helping him.
He Yuzhu's tense nerves relaxed a little, and his courage grew. He was no longer timid and walked boldly on the road.
At this moment, his eyes were as firm as iron, as if there was a powerful magnet in front of him, attracting him firmly. He stared at the road ahead without blinking. In his heart, the road ahead was his destined goal, and there lay the key to solving all mysteries and turning the situation around.
The car sped along the winding road like an arrow, and its wheels made a sharp sound as they rubbed against the asphalt.
The scenery outside the window seemed to be pulled quickly by an invisible giant hand and flew backwards like lightning. The trees and buildings on the street turned into blurred light and shadows.
He Yuzhu gripped the steering wheel tightly, his eyes fixed on the front, his expression solemn.
After driving for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly turned the steering wheel and stopped the car steadily on the side of the road.
He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, put his hands on the steering wheel, and entered a state of extreme concentration.
At this moment, the car was so quiet that the only sound he could hear was his steady breathing.
He concentrated all his energy and tried to sense Gao Kening's direction again.
His brows were slightly furrowed and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was fighting an invisible battle.
In his perception, the whole world seemed to have quieted down and time seemed to have stopped, leaving only him and the mysterious aura responding to each other.
His perception was like countless extremely fine silk threads, spreading in all directions, constantly searching and exploring in the air.
Every slight fluctuation may become a key clue to finding Gao Kening.
He immersed himself in this invisible world of perception, not missing any possible direction, as if he was looking for a lighthouse to guide him in the vast ocean.
The Hong Kong River is shrouded in night and the drizzle is like silk, adding a bit of mystery to this bustling city.
Inside the car, he held his breath, immersing himself in the subtle sensation.
After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, a hint of certainty flashed in his eyes, and he gently turned the steering wheel to adjust the direction of the car.
The engine roared again, and the car rushed out like a cheetah, blending into the rainy night.
Not long after driving, he slammed on the brakes again.
With both hands tightly gripping the steering wheel, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he concentrated again to capture that mysterious atmosphere.
Every time of focused exploration, the breath becomes stronger, like a lighthouse in the dark night, penetrating layers of fog and clearly guiding the way forward.