Gu Yachen and Gu Jiayin ran desperately, dodging bullets while occasionally turning to fight the security guards.
Bullets were like rain.
The gunfire was deafening.
More and more security guards appeared; they dared not waste too many bullets, as surveillance on arrival was too strict and they hadn’t brought many.
Therefore, fleeing was the best option.
Quickly, the two retreated while fighting, entering a corridor. As they reached the middle section of the corridor, a batch of security guards rushed in, creating a pincer attack with the guards tailing them.
With impeccable coordination, Gu Yachen and Gu Jiayin exchanged a glance and unified their battle strategy, backing against each other and defending against the guards on each side.
Their shooting was exceptional, and soon the guards at the forefront on both sides fell under their fire.
However, Eagle Emperor Insurance Building made its fortune off treasure and insured priceless valuables, so the security personnel were naturally endless; as one batch fell, another quickly flooded in through the corridor entrance.
Lingering was not wise, and Gu Yachen suddenly grabbed Gu Jiayin’s waist, leaping over the corridor railing down to the lobby floor below.
As they landed, he twisted forcefully, cushioning Gu Jiayin underneath him.
Though the height was over three meters, it didn’t cause much harm to them due to their intensive long-term training, but the pain was undeniable.
With a groan, Gu Yachen furrowed his brows deeply.
Gu Jiayin felt overwhelmed with emotion, like a tidal wave drowning her; he truly devoted himself to protecting her at all times.
But there was no time for talk, as the guards upstairs desperately pulled their triggers at them, and both rolled to the side on the ground, seeking cover.
"How are you?" Gu Jiayin asked worriedly, panting as she spoke.
Gu Yachen also panted heavily, suppressing the pain from his back with a furrowed brow, "I’m alright."
At this moment, more guards rushed in from both sides of the hall, forming a surrounding siege with the guards upstairs.
Life and death hung by a thread.
Urgency was at its peak.
Gu Jiayin reloaded her bullets, ready to fight desperately; she had imagined many ways of dying in her quest for the Blood Tears Jade, dying here today meant little.
At least she had someone with her.
Someone who made her feel deeply warm.
However, before she could shoot, Gu Yachen pulled her towards the north side of the hall.
The north side of the hall featured a glass screen; before the screen was an indoor flowerbed planted with indoor flowers and foliage, and several iron trees.
"Dare to parachute?" Gu Yachen asked as he ran.
Gu Jiayin didn’t understand his intent, but promptly replied, "No problem, jumped from planes before."
As they spoke, Gu Yachen had already led Gu Jiayin to the flowerbed, where he searched a bit and pulled out a black backpack.
Evidently, this was something prepared in advance by his insider.
He first pulled out a **gun from the bag, then two parachute packs.
Gu Jiayin immediately understood his intent, quickly grabbing a parachute pack and preparing to attach it to herself.
At this moment, guards rushed over, and a few bullets flew unexpectedly; both Gu Yachen and Gu Jiayin reacted instantly, hiding behind the huge flower pots and firing several shots, killing those security guards.
Regaining composure to prepare the parachutes, they found one parachute already punctured by bullets.
Only one person could parachute escape.
Gu Jiayin froze for two seconds, then smiled faintly, "Lan Yue, you go alone."
Saying this, she intended to rush out to open a path for him.
A hand grabbed her wrist suddenly, throwing her forcefully to the ground, and a restrained, sinister voice enveloped with anger echoed in her ears, "Stop talking nonsense!"
Saying this, he promptly attached the parachute to her, not granting her any opportunity to speak, holding a gun in one hand, dragging her out the flowerbed.
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Finally, they reached the floor-to-ceiling window.
The outside night was deep and shadows flickered.
The sky seemed ink-splashed.
All around was darkening, from above chills prevailed.
Thirty floors high, like treading on clouds.
Behind them, security guards surged like a tidal wave.
Gu Yachen kicked through the thick glass window, the piercing shattering sound mingling with the chaotic sirens and gunfire, causing Gu Jiayin’s heart to fragment.
"Jump." Gu Yachen commanded coldly, forcing calmness, but anyone could hear the hidden trembling in his voice, "Be careful."
Gu Jiayin stood frozen.
Time and space shifted, thought became blank.
The feeling at this moment was so similar to the life-and-death separation with Gu Yachen at Crocodile Bay seven years ago, memories like the retreating tide.
She gazed deeply into his eyes.
A hoarse whisper escaped her throat, "Brother."
Gu Yachen’s body stiffened for a moment, witnessing the woman who moments ago was fearless of life and death, now shedding tears like rain; a wave of bittersweetness surged within him.
His large hand caressed her cheek, his thumb wiping away the tears, he smiled, "Why cry, I won’t die."
Yes, he wouldn’t die, couldn’t die; he still had to take her to find new happiness.
At that moment, a group of guards had already closed in, a loud shout came from upstairs, "Capture them alive!"
It was Wei Yang’s voice.
He stood at the railing upstairs, one eye flashing ghostly brilliance, while the other was empty like a black hole, light and shadow interwoven with anger cross his face.
Gu Yachen glanced at Wei Yang, gritted his teeth and pushed Gu Jiayin down.
Rapid descent, only the roar of wind in her ears, ground drawing nearer.
Gu Jiayin’s eyes blurred, mechanically she pulled the parachute cord.
In the darkness, she was like a black phantom flower falling to the world.
As rapid gunfire sounded again from above, she closed her eyes in sadness, tears dropping silently into the void.
As Gu Jiayin landed, her thoughts were blank.
Lan Yue, not knowing whether alive or dead.
It felt like once again enduring the heart-wrenching separation from family.
Rising from the ground, gazing at the faintly visible streetlights and the towering Eagle Emperor Insurance Building, she stood aimlessly on the corner.
Only when a black luxury sedan braked sharply, stopping at her feet, did she abruptly come to.
The driver’s window swiftly lowered, revealing Sheng Qianchi’s alluringly defined handsome face before her.
His eyes were as deep as a dark sea, glinting like obsidian in the night with charming radiance.
His appearance made the dazed Gu Jiayin momentarily unable to gather her thoughts, as if misplaced in time and space, making the wrong dream.
She couldn’t react, just stared at him blankly.
He was expressionless, thin lips opening and closing, each word carried a metallic texture, "Get in, want to stay here and get caught?"
Gu Jiayin’s pupils shrank heavily, realizing the sound of sirens filling her ears.
Indeed, after such a prolonged conflict, the police had arrived.
But she didn’t immediately get in the car, still staring blankly at the calm-faced man.