Title: Reborn Qi Tongwei, who defies fate by half a move and refuses to kneel

Chapter 110 Blood-Red Waltz, The Mad Queen's Trench Kiss

A mercenary spotted the target first and raised his assault rifle to pull the trigger.

However, when he saw Qi Tongwei's eyes through the scope, he froze.

What kind of eyes were those?

There are no emotions, no warmth, only an endless abyss.

He stared at the camera for a mere tenth of a second, and a fear from the depths of his soul chilled him to the bone, making even the finger that was about to pull the trigger stiffen.

This is the deterrent effect of the "battlefield".

Hesitation is death.

"puff!"

A cold light flashed.

The mercenary didn't even see how Qi Tongwei rushed over before a line of blood appeared on his throat.

Qi Tongwei didn't stop, dodging the gushing blood as he snatched the rifle from the other man's hand.

No aiming is required.

[Top-notch shooting skills] have etched the location, distance, and movement trajectory of everyone around into their minds.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three-shot bursts.

The heads of the three gunmen who were trying to flank from the left exploded simultaneously.

Qi Tongwei's figure darted among the ruins, so fast that only a blur remained.

He completely violated the standard rules of tactical maneuvers; every turn and every sudden stop was extremely strange, yet he precisely avoided most of the bullet trajectories.

The remaining bullets, due to the reduced pain sensation, were no different from mosquito bites to him.

kill.

Pure slaughter.

Ye Cunxin lay prone on the edge of the trench, her beautiful legs curled up on the dusty ground, ignoring the sharp stones that cut her delicate skin.

She stared intently at the figure dancing amidst the hail of bullets.

Blood splattered on his resolute face, adding a touch of bewitching allure to him.

Every swing of the knife, every shot fired, carries a suffocating aesthetic of violence.

This is her man.

At this moment, all talk of being the eldest daughter of the Ye family in the capital, of being reserved, of having good manners—to hell with it all!

She only wanted to be conquered by this man.

He possessed her completely and without reservation.

"Is...is this even human?!"

The remaining mercenaries completely collapsed.

They'd seen ruthless people before, but never anyone so reckless and capable of killing.

More than forty people were taken down in the blink of an eye, and half of them were knocked out.

"What are you all doing! Hit him! That's money! That's US dollars!"

The meat grinder was still roaring wildly.

The side effects of the drug made him lose his mind. He turned his gun around and started firing wildly in Qi Tongwei's direction.

The Gatling gun barrel was already red-hot.

Qi Tongwei did not dodge.

To everyone's astonishment, he charged forward into the hail of bullets.

"court death!"

The meat grinder grinned menacingly, its fingers gripping the trigger tightly.

Just then.

Suddenly, Qi Tongwei threw the rifle in his hand like a javelin.

This time, I used all my strength.

The rifle spun in the air, whistling through the air, and precisely pierced the gap in the rapidly spinning barrel of the Gatling gun.

"Crack—BOOM!!"

The sound of metal breaking makes your teeth ache.

The high-speed rotating motor was forcibly jammed, and the scalding hot barrel exploded instantly.

Countless metal fragments scattered and flew everywhere like shrapnel from a grenade.

"ah!!"

The meat grinder let out a scream, its face covered in blood, half of its face blown apart.

Before he could even react...

A powerful hand had already pierced through the smoke and gripped his neck tightly.

Qi Tongwei stood in front of the wheelchair, looking down at the burly man who had been so arrogant just moments before.

"In your next life, don't mess with the police."

The voice was calm, yet it carried a chilling undertone.

With a single arm, Qi Tongwei managed to lift the nearly 200-pound strong man, along with the heavy modified wheelchair, off the ground.

The meat grinder kicked wildly, making gurgling sounds in its throat, and finally, fear appeared in its one intact eye.

late.

"Snap!"

The crisp sound of bones cracking echoed throughout the venue.

The head of the meat grinder drooped limply, its neck at an odd angle.

The body was carelessly tossed aside, like a piece of junk.

The entire room fell silent.

The remaining dozen or so mercenaries looked at each other, their guns trembling.

"Should we continue?"

Qi Tongwei shook the blood off his hands and glanced at the rabble who were now terrified.

"Clang!"

I don't know who threw down the gun first.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of guns hitting the ground.

The group of desperados who had just been clamoring for the bounty were now scrambling downstairs, terrified that if they were even a step too slow, this killing machine would snap their necks.

"Stop chasing."

Zhong Kui, who had been silently adding insult to injury, walked over.

His expensive suit was stained with blood, and he was carrying a long black suitcase.

"The cleaning is almost done."

Zhong Kui crouched down and searched through a corpse for a while, pulling out a small black communicator from the lining of the enemy's tactical vest.

There is no keyboard on it, only a red satellite launch button.

On the back of the communicator was a strange logo.

It is not a scorpion totem.

It's not the Zhao family's emblem either.

It was an open eye, with a sharp sword in the center of the pupil.

"This thing..." Zhong Kui frowned and tossed the communicator to Qi Tongwei. "It's not from the Golden Triangle, and it doesn't seem like something that good-for-nothing Zhao Ruilong could have gotten."

Qi Tongwei took it and glanced at it, his eyes flickering slightly.

Foreign forces?

It seems that Zhao Lichun, this old fox, has a deeper story behind him than we imagined.

"No matter who he is."

Qi Tongwei put the communicator in his pocket and turned to walk towards Ye Cunxin, who was still lying in the trench.

He stretched out his hand.

Ye Cunxin didn't act coy at all. She placed her hand in his palm and used it to stand up.

That red dress is completely unbearable to look at.

Her outer thighs were almost completely naked. With her movements, that patch of white skin was faintly visible in the dim light, and combined with the bloodstains and dust on them, it created a shocking sense of devastation.

"Can you still walk?" Qi Tongwei asked.

"We can't go any further."

Ye Cunxin bit her lip, her alluring expression impossible to hide. "My legs are weak, carry me."

Qi Tongwei clicked his tongue, but did not refuse. He bent down and picked her up horizontally.

Ye Cunxin buried her face in his chest, greedily inhaling his scent, like a cat that had just eaten its fill.

"Let's go see our young master Zhao."

Qi Tongwei, holding the beauty in his arms, walked to the broken French window.

The night wind blew in, dispelling the stench of blood in the room.

In the distant jungle, black smoke was still rising from the crash site.

Through "eagle eye vision," Qi Tongwei clearly saw that Zhao Ruilong, who had just been so arrogant, was now dragging his broken leg and crawling frantically through the mud.

"Help me...help me! I am Zhao Ruilong! I am the son of Young Master Zhao!"

He roared at the helicopter circling overhead, his voice as shrill as a vengeful ghost.

The helicopter did not fly away.

It circled in the air once, then slowly descended.

Zhao Ruilong's face lit up with ecstasy.

"I knew it... I knew you wouldn't dare abandon me!"

He reached out, trying to grab the lowered rope ladder.

however.

There is no rope ladder.

The helicopter hovered several tens of meters above the ground.

Beneath the fuselage, a 30mm cannon slowly rotated its muzzle.

Under the cold infrared sights, the ecstasy on Zhao Ruilong's face froze instantly, turning into extreme terror and despair.

"No...no! I am..."

"boom!"

Qi Tongwei stood by the window, watching the burst of fire in the distance, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems there's someone who wants him to shut up even more than I do."

Ye Cunxin raised her head in his arms, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

"To silence them?"

"Otherwise what?"

Qi Tongwei turned around, picked her up, and headed towards the elevator.

"That old bastard Zhao Lichun is much blacker than this."

"Let's go, the show has only just begun."

"and……"

Qi Tongwei gently stroked the inside of her exposed thigh with his fingers, his voice low.

"Shouldn't you deliver on that promised reward?"