Chapter 313 - 309: Bonds of Affection
Emerging from the parking lot, the factory security room, having already received notification, hurriedly assembled personnel, forming a human wall at the entrance. But against the high-pressure water cannon truck that didn’t slow its speed, those suited men didn’t have the guts to hold their ground. Before the vehicle even got close, they scattered to both sides, allowing the truck to smash through the iron gate and speed away.
"Done!"
Sitting in the passenger seat, Ling Chen glanced at the rearview mirror, a pale face revealing a hint of joy at the smooth escape. They could successfully escape this time thanks to Qiu Yong and others. Had it not been for their respective special abilities, they might still be struggling inside the secret base.
After the lights went out, relying on the sharp hearing of youth, everyone huddled shoulder to shoulder, following his lead and sneaking past the group of security personnel in the dark. They were all martial arts practitioners, who found controlling their footsteps to be a simple task. Additionally, those security personnel weren’t experts. Once they successfully got behind the security staff, Xia Yue stealthily got on the vehicle, taking care of the personnel on board. Meanwhile, Ling Chen sneaked into the security room and opened the main gate.
Through this cooperation, Ling Chen truly witnessed the prowess of the eight peculiar individuals. Each possessed their own unique skills, truly strange people within the Martial Arts realm.
"Third brother, third brother..."
At this moment, an anxious voice from Xia Yue came from the trunk.
The driver Qiu Yong quickly pulled over to the side of the road, then got out and went around to the rear of the vehicle, with Ling Chen closely following. Pulling open the door, Ling Chen’s expression changed slightly upon seeing a middle-aged man lying in Xia Yue’s arms, black blood flowing from his mouth and his pale face, his body convulsing violently.
"Ling Chen, don’t you know medicine? Quickly take a look!" the one-armed man called out urgently upon seeing him.
Ling Chen nodded, stepping quickly into the compartment, and placed his hand on the other man’s pulse. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on him, waiting for his diagnosis. After a while, Ling Chen sighed softly and shook his head at the others.