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Chapter 433: Shadow Over the Sun

"You're not an assassin. What reason do you have to kill him?" Yang Chen asked.

Cai Ning thought for a moment and then replied seriously, "He was involved in the illicit release of prisoners, hired assassins to commit crimes, collaborated with overseas financial groups to undermine domestic companies, and disrupted the stock market. These are all criminal offenses."

"You are a member of the Yanhuang Iron Brigade, not a police officer, and not even part of the Security Bureau. You can arrest him, but by killing him, you're taking matters into your own hands. The only identity that can help you is being part of the Cai family. You should know very well that doing this will cause you significant trouble," Yang Chen said, filled with confusion, unable to understand what this woman in front of him wanted to achieve.

Yang Chen had known Cai Ning for quite some time. She spoke little, rarely smiled, and her coldness was only surpassed by Lin Ruoxi. She usually stayed silent, stood in the background, and did her work without speaking. Few people could guess what she was thinking.

Cai Ning chuckled lightly, "Then consider it my repayment to you."

"Repayment?"

"That time in the back mountain of the Liu family, you saved me from the vampire's blade. When Brahma came, it was also you who intervened and saved us. You've saved me twice; helping you avoid some trouble is still a gain for me."

Yang Chen wasn't in the mood for jokes. "I don't want people who have nothing to do with my affairs to suffer because of me."

Cai Ning turned her head away, sighed softly, her delicate profile like a piece of lustrous jade. "You need to realize that you are no longer alone. There are many people around you who need your protection. You fear no one, but that doesn't mean they don't. Starting with the Xu family, then the Liu family, now the Zeng family, and even some hidden families you haven't discovered. They might stand against you in the future. If you keep killing like this, most of the people you kill will be high-ranking officials of Yanxia. With Zeng Mao's death, his students and old friends will surely hold a grudge against you. Accumulating these grudges will eventually make you an enemy of everyone. Do you think living in this country would still be meaningful then?"

Yang Chen was silent, knowing that Cai Ning was telling the truth. He couldn't just walk away; too many ties bound him to Yanxia, and he had to face them.

"Another important point is that if your existence causes panic among the high-ranking officials of Yanxia, it will threaten the country's stability. In such a case, you might become a target that 'Hongmeng' wants to eliminate," Cai Ning said with a serious expression. "You've seen that senior. Do you have the confidence to surpass Hongmeng?"

The image of Ling Xuzi on the beach, with his incredible skills and the aura he exuded, flashed through Yang Chen's mind. He shook his head and honestly said, "Not for now."

Before meeting Ling Xuzi, Yang Chen had believed that even if he wasn't the world's top fighter, he was among the top few. But after encountering Ling Xuzi, he suddenly realized that in this only unbroken cultural tradition in the world, someone had surpassed what he thought was the limit!

And it wasn't just one person, but an entire organization!

However, Yang Chen wasn't obsessed with being the world's top martial artist. Meeting Ling Xuzi had sparked a greater desire and curiosity for exploration in him, like a child discovering a new toy. Yang Chen finally had a new goal.

"Therefore, it was the right choice for me to kill him," Cai Ning said sternly.

Yang Chen wanted to say something more, but Cai Ning cut him off.

"Don't say anything, and don't overthink it. Even though I don't particularly like you, my silly sister really does. I don't want her to be sad. So, as a meddlesome woman, I helped you deal with this troublesome matter," Cai Ning said with a bit of impatience, frowning. "If that reason isn't enough for you, then consider it as me helping your wife, Ruoxi. She is Yanyan's sister, and therefore my sister too. I can't just stand by and do nothing."

Yang Chen sighed softly in his heart. He still had questions he wanted to ask, but now was not the time. He needed to get home immediately.

"Go on, I'll handle things here," Cai Ning said, seeing through Yang Chen's thoughts.

Yang Chen gave her a grateful look and rushed out the door.

As the sound of the car engine faded away, Cai Ning sat alone on the sofa in the middle of the empty hall, staring blankly at the muted news on the television.

"Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat..."

The metallic shells of bullets bounced wildly in an instant, hitting the stone floor with a crisp clinking sound.

De Lun's face was twisted in a ferocious expression, resembling a man-eating Bengal tiger. His arm muscles bulged, exuding an overwhelming, suffocating power.

The Gatling gun in his hands roared like a frenzied beast, spewing fire while the dense rain of bullets instantly drilled a row of holes into half of the wall!

"Get down!"

As Rose shouted, Yuan Hewei and his wife had already pulled Guo Xuehua, Lin Ruoxi, and the others into an inner room. This was no time for heroics.

Rose herself did not retreat. Although she wasn't Yang Chen and couldn't ignore bullets, her years of rigorous training and the special techniques taught by Yang Chen had made her as agile and skilled in close combat as any martial arts master.

Before the Gatling gun could sweep towards her, Rose's toes tapped the ground, and she leaped behind De Lun. A silver Desert Eagle appeared in her hand, and her beautiful, alluring eyes were now filled with a deadly intent, sharp as a blade!

"Hmph!"

De Lun was no ordinary opponent. He wouldn't have dared to lead a team of retired Burmese special forces mercenaries on a mission in Zhonghai, Yanxia, if he were.

Before Rose could aim at him, De Lun swung the Gatling gun like a spiked club in close combat, aiming directly at Rose's head with a swift, diagonal strike!

Seeing the imminent danger, Rose's figure flashed to De Lun's left front, barely avoiding the attack!

De Lun didn't give Rose a chance to catch her breath. He pulled the trigger on the Gatling gun again, sending a hail of bullets sweeping across the room!

Several Red Thorn Society members, unlucky enough to become cannon fodder, were pierced by bullets and died instantly with muffled screams.

Rose never anticipated that De Lun, despite his massive build, could be so agile. His control over the heavy machine gun was so precise that he managed to cease fire at critical moments, killing only the Red Thorn Society members without harming the Burmese mercenaries engaged in the melee.

"Forget about that bitch! Kill Lin Ruoxi! I want her dead!" Gao Guoxiong, finally catching his breath under the protection of a Burmese soldier, shouted loudly. Even if he had no chance of returning alive today, he absolutely did not want Lin Ruoxi to see another sunrise.

"Shut up," De Lun coldly snorted, ignoring Rose, who dared not advance and could only dodge. He turned the machine gun towards the villa's wall, firing several dozen rounds in quick succession.

The old house, already showing its age, began to crumble under the intense barrage, sending plaster and wood splinters flying.

De Lun quickly moved to the weakened wall, using his massive body like a battering ram, crashing into it.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous crash, dust and debris flew everywhere. The wall collapsed, revealing a massive hole.

Lin Ruoxi, Guo Xuehua, and the others hiding behind the wall, including Yuan Hewei and his wife, were all shocked and terrified. They hadn't expected De Lun to flush them out this way!

Rose, who was planning her approach to deliver a fatal blow to De Lun, turned pale. She couldn't imagine how she would face Yang Chen if the people inside were massacred by the heavy machine gun right in front of her. How could she explain failing to protect his family?

Would he think she let Lin Ruoxi die on purpose?

Driven nearly mad by these thoughts, Rose didn't hesitate. She leapt in front of Lin Ruoxi and Guo Xuehua, just as De Lun turned to face them, putting herself between them and De Lun.

"Run!" Rose shouted, snapping the stunned group out of their daze. At the same time, she pointed her Desert Eagle directly at De Lun.

Facing a mercenary who wasn't afraid of death, Rose knew that even if she had a gun to his back, De Lun might still sacrifice his life to kill his target. She couldn't take that risk, so she chose to shield Lin Ruoxi and the others with her own body.

In that split second, the people behind Rose remained frozen, unable to move. They couldn't believe Rose, with her slight build, was shielding them from De Lun, seemingly ready to die with him.

What kind of belief drove this young woman, who had no real connection to them, to make such a decision?

Guo Xuehua's eyes reddened, and tears streamed down as she recalled Rose's timid departure that morning.

Lin Ruoxi was completely stunned, staring at the woman with her long hair flowing, standing proudly with a silver gun amidst the rubble. Her heart felt as if it had been pierced, making her nearly faint.

"You're quite a worthy opponent, woman," De Lun suddenly grinned, "but unfortunately, I'm not ready to die yet."

Rose tightened her grip on her Desert Eagle, ready to shoot, but suddenly, De Lun's figure blurred and disappeared.

Damn it!

Rose realized too late that she had underestimated De Lun's speed. When he stopped again, he was already to their left, the Gatling gun aimed directly at Rose. A cruel smile appeared on his lips, "Die, all of you..."

The machine gun's fire erupted in a deadly blaze!

Rose closed her eyes in despair. She knew she had lost, and without the help of that man, she was ultimately too far behind.

Lin Ruoxi and Guo Xuehua, still in shock, didn't have time to comprehend what was happening. They were still frozen in place, stunned.

However, as Rose braced herself for the cold embrace of death, nothing happened after the sound of the machine gun fire.

Rose opened her eyes and turned to look at where De Lun had stood, and Lin Ruoxi, Guo Xuehua, and the others also looked over in bewilderment.

What they saw was a scene straight out of a movie. A blonde woman in light-colored ripped jeans and brown leather boots, wearing a washed-out white short-sleeve shirt that highlighted her tall, full figure, stood there casually. Her golden hair was tied up elegantly, and she wore large sunglasses.

Even with just a glance, despite her simple outfit, she exuded an air of supreme elegance and beauty that was naturally intimidating.

The incongruity lay in the fact that this woman was effortlessly holding the Gatling gun with her left hand!

The heavy machine gun, weighing over thirty kilograms, seemed weightless in her slender hand, as if it were a child's toy.

If that wasn't bizarre enough, beneath her deerskin boots lay the lifeless body of De Lun, eyes wide open in disbelief.

The blonde woman seemed oblivious to the shocked expressions of Rose and the others. She ignored the fact that the battle outside had gradually subsided due to her sudden appearance and De Lun's death. Instead, she gracefully removed her large sunglasses, revealing a pair of mesmerizing sapphire-blue eyes.

"Hello, I'm Christine. It's a pleasure to meet you."

In the slanting rays of the setting sun, Christine's smile was so radiant that it seemed to eclipse the sunlight itself.