A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 384: Charge Directly

Chapter 384: Chapter 384: Charge Directly

The entire building was shaken by the sudden explosion, swaying dangerously.

The members of 094 almost stumbled and fell.

Bazil, with his steady stance, looked through his binoculars at the terrorist den and shouted, "Damn it! Boss! Someone got here before us! They’re stealing our job!"

A fierce smile played across Shen Yanhe’s face, "To dare snatch from 094, they’ve got guts!"

"Get your weapons." Shen Yanhe stared at the smoke-belching building, his voice deep, "No waiting for nightfall, charge now!"

Bazil’s blood boiled with excitement, a thrilled look on his face, "Yes!"

"Get your weapons!"

At Bazil’s command, the members of 094 clacked open the weapon-filled boxes, each grabbing a rifle in one hand and securing a bomb with the other as they rushed forward.

Shen Yanhe picked out a pistol and took a few button-like mini bombs, then looked sideways at Feng Jiao, "Jiaojiao, wait here for backup."

Feng Jiao hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

She pondered in her heart that this direct and overt assault must mean those below weren’t from Luowang.

Luowang usually favored stability over surprise, and if it had been them, they certainly wouldn’t have launched a frontal assault against the terrorist stronghold.

But even if it was Luowang, it wouldn’t matter.

Feng Jiao reassured herself.

Yanhe still wore his mask, so Fu Yanhe definitely wouldn’t recognize him.

At this moment, she didn’t know.

Fu Yanhe, eager to resolve this matter quickly and return to Shen Yanhe, had abandoned his usual gradual strategy and opted for a direct assault.

As Shen Yanhe led the men of 094 from the abandoned building, the terrorists being attacked were running out, sporadically firing their guns while they fled.

Innocent bystanders happening by screamed and ran in panic, adding to the chaos all around.

The building had turned into a tumultuous battleground.

Shen Yanhe, gun in hand, took down a fleeing terrorist, then rescued a mischievous boy who had wandered into danger, bringing him to safety before heading toward the residential building.

Meanwhile,

Inside the residential building, Fu Yanhe, now in a black combat suit, and Jiu Fang were hiding around a corridor corner, occasionally lifting their hands to kill any ambushers from the terrorist group.

A rustling noise came through Jiu Fang’s earpiece, a subordinate’s voice transmitting, "Boss, 094’s people have arrived too. Leading them is indeed one of their money-makers; they’ve pushed inside now."

Jiu Fang pressed his earpiece and turned to Fu Yanhe, "Chief, the money-maker is here."

Fu Yanhe raised his pistol and took out a terrorist hiding around the front corner, his voice cool, "Let them come. Right now, focus on taking down Scorpion’s people, try not to engage 094."

"But if it does come to a fight, don’t hold back."

Fu Yanhe still remembered the incident where 094 had seized a batch of their goods. He wasn’t someone to tolerate repeated clashes over mission credit with Luowang.

Jiu Fang nodded, quickly replied to his subordinate, then continued upstairs with Fu Yanhe.

Shen Yanhe and Bazil, having infiltrated the residential building, hadn’t yet encountered those assaulting the terrorist stronghold.

Still, both parties had reached an unspoken agreement to eliminate the terrorist gang first.

The matter of who stole the job would be settled after the fight.

As they made their way upstairs, Bazil, glancing at the fatally-stricken bodies on the ground, clucked his tongue and spoke, "Boss, these folks are ruthless, aiming straight for the head, didn’t hold back at all."

Shen Yanhe just scanned briefly, speaking out, "Be careful."

Those capable of such fierce attacks were definitely not easy to contend with.

He reached the top floor.

The door of the room where the leader of the terrorist organization was located was slightly ajar.

Shen Yanhe pushed the door open without hesitation.

The people inside the room, hearing the noise, turned their heads to look over.

Shen Yanhe’s gaze immediately landed on a tall, straight man standing inside, dressed in a black combat suit.

The man’s face was unmasked, revealing a handsome and striking appearance. His deep black pupils looked at her indifferently, devoid of any emotion, yet with a hint of scrutiny.

Shen Yanhe froze on the spot, her body rigid.

Shen Yanhe: "..."

Shen Yanhe: "!!!!"

Who could tell her!

Why! Why was Fu Yanhe here!!

Bazil, who was following behind her, saw her motionless and pushed her gently in confusion, "Boss, why aren’t you going in?"

As he spoke, he looked past Shen Yanhe into the room, and his expression revealed a moment of realization when he saw the word "Snare" embroidered on the back of the two men’s combat suits.

He snorted coldly and said, "I was wondering who would be so bold as to steal Sniper Squad 094’s mission. So, it was you guys."

He thought, why did the boss suddenly stop at the door and not go in, it must be because she encountered an enemy, and she must be hating them through clenched teeth.

Jiu Fang sneered, "You guys from 094 have stolen our missions more than once. This is just a tit for tat."

Fu Yanhe withdrew his gaze indifferently and remained silent.

Shen Yanhe took a deep breath, turned her head, and slapped Bazil lightly, "Say less."

She struggled not to look at Fu Yanhe, stepped into the room, and asked coldly, "Where is the leader of the terrorist organization? Where did you take him?"

Just as she finished speaking, a member of Snare pushed forward a thin man with a black scorpion tattooed on his face.

The Snare member, with a solemn face, forced the leader of the terrorists, Scorpion, to the ground, immobilizing him before looking up at Fu Yanhe, "Chief, we’ve caught the one trying to escape."

Fu Yanhe acknowledged with a faint sound, stepping forward.

Scorpion struggled fiercely, with a flash of fear and fury in his eyes. Seeing Fu Yanhe approaching him, his bloody mouth suddenly twisted into a distorted and maniacal smile, "Hahaha, I’ve seen you before."

Shen Yanhe’s expression darkened.

Bazil leaned close and whispered, "Boss, they’ve caught the leader, should we now..."

He raised his hand, making a throat-slitting gesture.

After all, they had the drug that could bring down everyone from Snare upon use.

Shen Yanhe shook her head slightly and squinted towards Scorpion, "No rush, wait and see what information this guy can spit out first."

Fu Yanhe’s expression was calm and unchanging, looking down at the extremely disheveled Scorpion and asked, "What is your relationship with Fu Weizhi?"

Scorpion struggled to raise his head, giving Fu Yanhe a weird look, but he didn’t answer his question. Instead, he said, "I’m curious why you haven’t been killed by him."

"He clearly said that the lifeline allowing him to survive was in you."

Fu Yanhe’s pupils darkened as he stared intensely at him, "What do you mean?"

"You don’t know?" Scorpion grinned cheekily, "Fu Weizhi contracted an incurable disease years ago. He searched all the hospitals in M country, but no doctor could cure him."

"Only Dr. L, that madman, said he could save him, but it would require a life for a life. Didn’t Fu Weizhi decide then to use your life to save his own?"

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