Chapter 94: An Unusual Relationship; The Slaughter / Toyed With Like a Clown by an Omega… part 1
Just as the guard’s boots appeared within their field of vision, Ye Qingyu quickly locked onto the man’s throat. At some point, she had already plucked a poison needle from the specially made bracelet on her wrist. With a flick of her finger, the needle precisely pierced the guard’s carotid artery.
The man didn’t even have time to let out a groan before his body slumped to the floor, eyes wide.
Ye Qingyu leaned down. With crisp, efficient movements, she unbuckled the saber and gun from the guard’s waist.
She gripped the newly acquired saber, point down, and without a hint of hesitation, plunged it into the vital spot of the unconscious man on the ground.
Blood sprayed out. Warm droplets splashed onto her fair cheek, sliding slowly down her jawline like a strange red scar. Ye Qingyu didn’t even blink; she simply raised a hand to wipe it away casually.
“Let’s change into their clothes and leave,” Jiang Chenyan’s voice sounded beside her. At the same time, he reached out to give her a hand, tossing over the guard uniform from the ground.
The two quickly put on the black uniforms with prison badges and donned black masks that covered most of their faces, leaving only their eyes exposed.
Just as they stepped out of the temporary holding cell, a piercing alarm sounded, tearing through the dead silence of the prison.
Red alarm lights flashed manically along both sides of the corridor. The light flickered as the sounds of chaotic footsteps, shouting, and the clash of gunfire came from a distance. It was already a mess.
After getting out, Jiang Chenyan’s gaze swept through the chaos. It should be Shen Shiyue arriving with his men.
Ye Qingyu’s voice came through her mask. “Let’s take advantage of the chaos and go to the armory. The equipment there is enough to support us in breaking out.”
The two exchanged a look. Under the cover of the alarm lights, they crouched low and sneaked deeper into the corridor.
Along the way, panicked guards ran past them from time to time, either heading toward the source of the alarm or rushing past. No one noticed the “abnormality” of these two “colleagues.”
At the end of the corridor was a narrow staircase. Going down three floors led to a more secluded underground area.
The number of guards here was clearly higher, and they stood alert outside the doors with weapons in hand.
The two blended into the crowd, communicating in low voices. After skillfully avoiding several inspections, they finally reached a heavy alloy door with a complex electronic lock.
Just as Ye Qingyu was about to start hacking the lock, voices came from inside the door.
“I just got word. Two people escaped from the prison.”
“Two? Who else besides White Night?”
“I heard it was someone kidnapped yesterday. Dressed all frumpy, looked unremarkable. Didn’t expect him to be such a troublemaker.”
“Are you talking about Jiang… Jiang-what was it?”
“I remember now. Jiang Chenyan. I heard this guy died long ago. I didn’t expect it to be a fake death.”
…
That string of passwords was being turned by Ye Qingyu’s slender fingers with such familiarity that if one didn’t know better, they’d think this heavily guarded armory door was the gate to her own backyard.
With a soft clink, the heavy alloy door slid inward.
Instantly, dozens of dark muzzles pointed straight at the entrance. The armed guards swept their eyes over the two newcomers’ attire. Seeing the black combat suits that matched the base’s standard equipment, along with the matching ID tags at their waists, their movements jerked to a stop.
“What the hell?” someone whispered, their gaze landing on Ye Qingyu and Jiang Chenyan’s builds. “When were these two recruited? Especially the one who came in first—isn’t she a bit too short? Can she even reach the trigger?”
Ye Qingyu acted as if she hadn’t heard the mockery. She didn’t stop her pace, walking straight toward the weapon racks with a posture as familiar as if she were rummaging through her own storage room.
Ye Qingyu’s psychological fortitude was rock-solid. For a moment, no one actually dared to doubt her.
She casually picked up two sharp-looking laser guns, then felt around in a hidden compartment for three grenades, which she shoved into Jiang Chenyan’s arms. She then chose a handy particle gun and several specialized magazines for herself.
“Hey! I’m talking to you!”
The guard who had spoken earlier stepped forward impatiently, reaching out to grab Ye Qingyu’s shoulder.
As he moved closer and saw the familiar, cold sharpness in Ye Qingyu’s eyes, his pupils shrank. His face went deathly pale as he screamed, “Shit! It’s that female prisoner!”
The moment the words fell, the previously hesitating guards snapped out of it. All muzzles immediately re-aimed, and the sound of triggers being pulled echoed.
Seeing that they were about to be shot into sieves, Jiang Chenyan didn’t hesitate to lift his laser gun, aiming the muzzle at a pile of explosives in the corner and pulling the trigger.
Vroom—
The laser beam precisely hit the explosives, triggering a chain reaction. After a blinding white light, thick black smoke billowed out, quickly swallowing the entire armory.
“Dammit! Retrea—!”
Jiang Chenyan grabbed Ye Qingyu’s wrist, pulling her around to charge out of the room. The two used the smoke as cover to sprint outside.
No one inside was spared, but the impact of the explosion was too strong. Even though Jiang Chenyan and Ye Qingyu had already made it out the door, they were still violently shoved by a massive force.
The shockwave slammed into their backs.
Like kites with broken strings, they were thrown through the air, drawing an arc of over two meters before crashing heavily onto the concrete floor.
A dull pain radiated from his back. The organs in his chest felt as if they had been crushed by an invisible hand and then pieced back together; every breath brought a tearing pain.
Ye Qingyu leaned against the cold wall, her fingertips turning white from the effort. Jiang Chenyan was half-kneeling on the ground, clutching his chest and coughing violently.
The two waited for a full thirty seconds before they barely managed to find the strength to stand.
A clear sound of “clap, clap” came suddenly from above.
Ye Qingyu and Jiang Chenyan froze at the same time, snapping their heads up.
On the circular corridor above, Walter was leaning against the railing. His black trench coat fluttered slightly in the wind coming from the ventilation shaft.
Beneath his high nose bridge, the Alpha’s thin lips were pressed into a cold, hard line. Only by moving closer could one see that his golden eyes held no light; instead, they were filled with an unshakeable gloom.
He looked down at the two panting, bedraggled figures below, his voice deep and icy: “Truly… beyond-imagination levels of disgusting.”
His gaze pointedly turned to Jiang Chenyan, the gloom in his golden eyes intensifying.
Shen Shiyue was a madman. He had deployed an entire squadron of mechas to break through three lines of defense, all just to save Jiang Chenyan.
“You’re the one who leaked our location, Jiang Chenyan.”
This wasn’t a question; it was a statement.
Jiang Chenyan lowered his eyes, his hair covering most of his face. He made no move to deny it. Silence itself was the most direct answer.
Walter acted as if he had known this result for a long time. the gloom in his eyes condensed into a solid chill.
Knowing that Shen Shiyue’s siege would bring massive losses, Walter’s gaze toward Jiang Chenyan now held no hesitation. At worst, they would all perish together.
The Alpha slowly raised his hand and coldly waved toward the black-clad men lurking behind him. His voice didn’t carry a hint of warmth: “Kill them.”
Dozens of dark muzzles were aimed squarely at Jiang Chenyan and Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu flicked her wrist, a black smoke grenade already gripped in her palm. Her thumb crushed the igniter.
Black smoke billowed out instantly, expanding and spreading rapidly. In just two seconds, the area where they stood was completely enveloped.
A barrage of bullets was fired almost simultaneously, piercing through the smoke and landing on the spot where the two had just been standing, kicking up sparks and rubble.
Dozens of people fired manically into the smoke, afraid the two would make it out alive.
After a full thirty seconds, the gunfire finally ceased. The smoke was slowly dispersed by the airflow from the ventilation shaft.
The spot was empty. Only the bullet-riddled ground and scattered stones remained. Jiang Chenyan and Ye Qingyu were nowhere to be seen.
The two were curled up behind a discarded alloy storage crate at the corner of the corridor. The crate was over a person’s height and made of solid alloy, perfectly concealing their figures.
Ye Qingyu pressed her ear against the crate, holding her breath and carefully distinguishing the footsteps and voices around them as the smoke cleared. Her fingertips lightly pressed on Jiang Chenyan’s shoulder.
Jiang Chenyan quickly scanned the movement in the corridor, looking for a chance to break through.
The moment his gaze met Ye Qingyu’s, they both understood the plan. Ye Qingyu slowly drew the particle gun from her waist, aiming at a metal pipe on the other side of the storage crate and pulling the trigger.
The pipe burst, and water sprayed out. the splashing sound drew most of the attention.
Walter frowned. Still not dead.
He sent some men down to search.
Several people moved toward the direction of the burst pipe.
“Now.”
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