Rebirth in the 90s: Her Counterattack and Redemption

Chapter 1220 - 729: Counterattack (Part 2)

Zhao Qianqian squatted next to Jing Aixiang and tried to pinch his philtrum, no use. Then she pressed hard on his temples — still no use. After some thought, she started massaging various points on his head... Finally, she sighed helplessly; she would have to wait for Luo Ye to return. That guy had taken the syringe away and immobilized the squinty-eyed man. She couldn’t ask, couldn’t see, so could only stick around and watch.

”Angry?” Zhao Qianqian knocked the empty handgun on the squinty-eyed man’s cheek out of boredom. ”Forgot how arrogant you were with the loudspeaker back then?

Weren’t you calm? So why’s your face twitching now? I told you, pretending won’t cut it, you big bad wolf...”

Panting heavily, Luo Ye ran back, listening to Zhao Qianqian’s endless chatter, and helplessly rubbed his forehead: ”Miss Zhao, do you know what you’ve been saying?”

”You’re back?” The surprise flashed across Zhao Qianqian’s eyes, ”Are all obstacles inside cleared?” She posed lying down.

”Yes.” Luo Ye tapped the squinty-eyed man, showing the syringe in his hand, ”What is this, tell me, or I’ll inject it into your body right now.”

”Whatever!” Squinty-eyed simply closed his eyes, looking ready to be slaughtered.

”Oh, quite bold. I want to see if you’ll still be so bold later...” Luo Ye chuckled, ”First, let me report my battle results.

This basement has twenty-five minions in total, including the two of you. Now, those twenty-three are all in a state of sleep. As long as I don’t let them wake, they won’t, even if there’s an earthquake, it won’t work.” With that, Luo Ye deliberately paused, and sure enough, squinty-eyed’s face had turned completely pale.

”Are you wondering, how did I know about the three hidden in the mezzanine?” Luo Ye answered himself, ”I have you to thank for it, amazingly providing me with a life detector.” Showing the silver needle and knife in hand, ”I have quite a lot of hidden weapons, rarely used and itching for action. Today finally there’s a chance, how could I resist some fun?

So, after my fun, the result is the current situation I’m telling you, as for your mechanisms — red seals the room, green opens it, yellow is the dead switch. But when pressing the yellow, there will be a two-person warning, right?”

”How... how do you know?” Squinty-eyed finally couldn’t hold back.

”Well, if Xing can have a brain, why can’t others?” Luo Ye sneered at him, ”Stop saying useless things, if you explain the syringe’s effect now and hand over the antidote, then maybe you’ll still have a way out.”

”Treat me as a fool?” Squinty-eyed scoffed, ”Telling you means I’m doubly dead. If you have the guts, go research yourself. As for him...” referring to Jing Aixiang, ”if he can live healthily, it’ll depend on luck.”

”Then let yourself experience it first.” Luo Ye said, raising the syringe, flashing a playful smile, he grabbed his wrist and jabbed it in.

As the syringe was almost fully injected, squinty-eyed didn’t let out a sound.

Luo Ye’s heart was settled; this fear meant he had reliance. Or even if one jab went in, without an antidote, there wouldn’t be much harm. By this reasoning, Jing Aixiang’s full recovery was still possible.

”Luoluo...” Zhao Qianqian stared at Luo Ye, full of doubt. At this instant, Luo Ye seemed like a mist in her mind, all investigations she had done were with Luo Ye.

This place, Luo Ye entered for the first time, surely, but why does the opponent seem entirely knowledgeable?

”We’ll talk later.” Luo Ye patted her reassuringly, ”Let’s handle the current tasks first.”

”Alright.” Zhao Qianqian nodded towards Jing Aixiang, ”What about him?”

Luo Ye glanced at the man on the ground, beaten into a pig-headed state, shaking his head: ”Qianqian, did you go heavy-handed again?”

”Hmm.” Zhao Qianqian responded embarrassedly.

”Seeing him like this, he can’t carry Brother Jing, so let’s make him carry.” Luo Ye said, turning squinty-eyed, and together with Zhao Qianqian, strapped Jing Aixiang onto his back.

”Luoluo, can he carry him?” Zhao Qianqian asked, full of uncertainty.

”Carry or not, he’ll have to carry, wait for me a moment.” Luo Ye quickly dashed out and returned half a minute later, holding a stretcher, ”Pile all three onto this.”

”Who’s this tiring actually?”

”Put the pig-head at the bottom, he lies down flat, Brother Jing on top, so, who’s tired?” Luo Ye smiled bitterly, ”This way is the safest. Having come this far, we can’t trip in the gutter, right?”

”True.” Zhao Qianqian, though full of doubts, knew now wasn’t the time for questions, so she cooperated with Luo Ye, lifted the three and moved them outside.

They arrived at the ground floor without a hitch, distant sounds of fighting were still intense, ”Finished quicker than us.” Luo Ye muttered, activating Guan Hongjun’s channel, ”Guan, how are things over there?”

No response.

”Guan?”

Silence.

”Guan, are you there?” Luo Ye’s heart sank, ”Whatever the situation, say something to me.”

Only fighting sounds filled his ears. Luo Ye’s brow furrowed, was Guan Hongjun really this useless? Or was it that the Yuanzhou team was this miserable?

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