<h4>Chapter 922: Chapter 927: A Woman’s Secret (Part 3)</h4>


    "Report, that woman jumped down from the second floor, we can’t see her."


    "Useless, all of you are useless, so many people can’t even catch one woman." The young man said coldly.


    "Mr. Lin, please don’t get angry. I have already made arrangements. No matter how skilled that woman is, she won’t be able to escape." No sooner had the middle-aged man finished speaking than several gunshots were heard from the east side of the exhibition hall.


    "Over there, quickly, pursue!"


    The middle-aged man didn’t waste a word and hurriedly led his men over.


    At this moment, at one end of the exhibition hall, the woman who had jumped from the building was limping, struggling to escape toward the road. As long as she got into the car, she could shake off the pursuers behind her.


    However, the footsteps behind her gradually approached, soon about to catch up.


    "Stop!"


    Hearing the shout from behind, the woman didn’t even think, directly pulling out her gun and firing a few shots backward, forcing the pursuers back.


    Ratatat! Ratatat!


    Soon, the woman’s actions were immediately met with counterattacks; dense bullets crazily fired, pierced through the woman’s calf. Instantly, her legs gave way, and she fell to the ground.


    Looking at the continuously bleeding wound, the woman bit her lip gently, struggled to stand back up, then continued to move forward while supporting herself against the wall.


    But after walking a short distance, the pain in the wound was too intense, and her right leg felt as if it lost all sensation,pletely powerless.


    Finally, the woman with a numb right leg copsed to the ground, leaning against the wall, gasping for breath.


    Hearing the footsteps closing in again, the woman reloaded the magazine of her pistol and fired a few shots in the direction of the approaching shlights.


    All at once, mes flickered, the air filled with the thick scent of gunpowder.


    Although she temporarily curbed the enemy’s offensive, the woman’s ammunition depleted rapidly. Before long, only one bullet remained in her pistol.


    "Cease fire, everyone."


    Hearing the gunfire in front cease, the young man immediately stopped his men. He certainly didn’t want to actually kill her; orders from above were to capture the woman alive if possible, because she was still useful to the organization.


    "Miss Yang, surrender now. I know you’re out of bullets. Rest assured, I can guarantee I won’t harm you. I’m here just to invite you back to the country for a bit, there are some things I’d like your help with."


    Listening to the young man’s shout, the woman had no intention of responding. Her hand lightly caressed the pistol, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of determination.


    "Miss Yang, don’t resist needlessly, you’re already surrounded."


    Seeing no reply from the other side, the young man persuaded again. At the same time, he signaled a few men beside him to advance slowly and capture the woman.


    Hearing the footsteps getting closer, the woman gave a bitter smile, raised the gun in her hand, pointed the dark muzzle at her own forehead.


    To her, being caught was worse than death.


    Bang!


    The crisp sound of a gunshot rang out.


    But the bullet did not enter the woman’s head. Instead, the bullet came from a distance, urately hitting the gun in the woman’s hand, knocking it to the ground.


    Before she could react, several more gunshots rang out, and the enemies trying to approach her were all shot dead.


    "Who?" The woman was slightly stunned, looking in the direction the bullet came from, eyes filled with surprise.


    In the dim light, a slender figure gradually became clear. As the figure approached, the woman’s pupils erged in shock, watching the neer. She never expected the one who saved her to be this young man.


    He... he wasn’t dead?


    Looking at the woman leaning against the wall, Ling Chen faintly smiled and asked, "Are you okay?"


    In response to Ling Chen’s question, the woman seemed not to hear, still in shock. She distinctly remembered, in the parking lot during the day, she shot him dead. Why? Why was he still alive?


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    While thinking, a cold voice came from across: "Who are you? State your name."


    Before the woman could reply, Ling Chen smiled and said, "Lin Tong, long time no see, do you remember me?"


    "Ling Chen! Is it you?"


    Lin Tong was suddenly shocked.


    Ling Chen?


    Hearing Lin Tong’s call to Ling Chen, the woman’s gaze brightened instantly, looking at the young man in disbelief.


    He is... Ling Chen!


    He is Ling Chen!


    The woman stared unblinkingly at Ling Chen, her breathing growing rapid.


    Sensing the woman’s strange gaze, Ling Chen turned his head, ncing at her. Seeing her dazed expression, Ling Chen was a bit puzzled. But what surprised him even more was that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.


    Crying?


    Ling Chen was stunned, he clearly saved her, why would she cry? Could it be because she was too grateful?


    While thinking wildly, Lin Tong’s voice came from across: "Ling Chen, this has nothing to do with you, you’d better not interfere. Otherwise, don’t me me for being impolite."


    Hearing this, Ling Chen chuckled, saying: "Lin Tong, don’t you find it ridiculous saying this now? Don’t forget, Lin Guodong and Lin Qiqi are both in my hands, what gives you the right to contend with me now? I’m telling you, I want this woman, if you dare interfere, then stay here forever, never return to the country."


    "Ling Chen, don’t be too arrogant. This isn’t your turf, I have dozens of guns on you. No matter how skilled you are, you won’t fly."


    "Is that so?" Ling Chen replied nonchntly with a smile: "If so, then let’s try, and see whose abilities are greater."


    After speaking, Ling Chen didn’t bother with Lin Tong anymore and went straight to the woman’s side, helping her up by the arm.


    At this moment, the woman’s gaze was still on Ling Chen, constantly staring at him, which made Ling Chen ufortable.


    If it were a young girl looking at him, Ling Chen might be pleased. But the woman in front of him was over twenty years older than him and had even shot him. Her staring made him a little nervous, unsure of her intentions.


    "Let’s go, I’ll take you away first." With those words, Ling Chen supported the woman and made his way toward the road.


    However, after taking just a few steps, the woman let out a painful groan, her face pale as paper, the weight of her body hanging on Ling Chen’s arm.


    "I... I can’t, can’t go on, maybe... maybe you should carry me."


    "Carry you?" Ling Chen was taken aback. This woman had the nerve to ask him to carry her.


    Honestly, Ling Chen didn’t quite have the guts to carry her. Who knew if she would do something behind his back? If she attacked him secretly, he’d suffer a great loss.


    Thinking of this, Ling Chen directly refused: "No way!"