A Substitute Bride With Multiple Identities
Chapter 440 She’s Waiting for Me

Chapter 440: Chapter 440 She’s Waiting for Me

In the cabin of the Primitive Forest.

Several robust men were still barbecuing by the campfire, blissfully unaware that danger was looming.

"Hey, Meng Ma," a white-skinned man with profound facial features turned to the black-skinned man who had just shot down the drone and asked, "Did you just patrol the nearby area? Did you find anything?"

"Nothing," Meng Ma answered with a mouthful of roasted chicken leg, his words muffled, "Just some drone wreckage, no traces of anyone around."

He tilted his head back and took a swig of beer, wiping his greasy lips, "My guess is that it’s some rich kid’s prank, the drone shot down and too scared to come get it."

"That drone’s appearance was too abrupt," a bald, exceptionally tall, yellow-skinned man with rolls of flesh across his face said gravely, "Plus, Mr. Ye told us to be on heightened alert yesterday."

"We can’t take this lightly this time. After we eat, everyone should patrol around the camp to make sure no one sneaks in."

Meng Ma grudgingly pouted, his voice deep and nasal, "Got it, boss."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, rustling sounds arose from the surroundings.

The yellow-skinned man’s pupils reflected a red laser beam the moment he looked up alertly, aiming straight for Meng Ma’s forehead.

His pupils shrank, and he violently shoved Meng Ma, shouting, "Get down!!"

But it was too late.

With a "thud," a bullet pierced Meng Ma’s forehead in an instant.

His eyes widened, blood streaming from the hole in his forehead, his body swayed and he fell stiffly to the ground, lifeless.

The yellow-skinned man’s face turned ashen, "Meng Ma!"

The sudden turn of events shocked everyone, and they quickly grabbed their weapons, "Enemy attack! Take cover!"

They hastily picked up their weapons and retreated behind cover, the yellow-skinned man too preoccupied with grief to hide behind the barricade with his rifle.

The once relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense, thick with the smell of blood and a faint odor of gunsmoke.

The yellow-skinned man lowered his voice in frustration and reprimanded, "What the hell are you doing? With so many people out patrolling, how did you not notice someone infiltrating?"

As soon as his words fell, his face underwent several changes, and he asked, "Where’s the patrol led by Gil?"

The white-skinned man’s face was ugly, "They haven’t returned, they were responsible for patrolling the east today."

He added, "Boss, we searched everywhere possible for hiding spots during the patrol in the west, south, and north, and really didn’t see anyone."

The yellow-skinned man’s face immediately became extremely ugly.

Not coming back meant something he knew all too well.

As the atmosphere grew even tenser, rustling sounds emanated from the bushes once more, and a tall, straight figure slowly walked out.

The yellow-skinned man’s tense forehead broke out in a cold sweat, his rifle aimed at the figure, barked out, "Who are you? Why are you attacking us?"

Fu Yanhe slightly lifted his eyes, correctly gazing at the yellow-skinned man in the darkness, his voice calm and cold, "Where’s the leader of the immortal organization?"

The yellow-skinned man’s heart leaped to his throat.

Was this young man the leader’s enemy?

Who was he?

How had he found this place?

They had wiped away all evidence!

The yellow-skinned man tried to calm down and said, "Hey buddy, you might have the wrong place. We don’t know any leader of an immortal organization."

"We’re just a group of mercenaries here on an adventure."

While speaking, the yellow-skinned man gestured covertly to his companion.

The companion caught on and nodded, crawling on the ground to set up his rifle.

He had barely finished speaking when Fu Yanhe’s phone in his pocket began to ring.

The crisp ringtone echoed through the entire forest.

Fu Yanhe pulled out his phone with a calm expression and tapped to view the message.

Upon seeing the contents on the screen, his originally deep and inky eyes suddenly shone with brightness.

The yellow-skinned man watched with an inward sneer as Fu Yanhe seemed to disregard them, and he gestured to his comrades to attack.

His companion who had set up the wooden stock was just about to pull the trigger.

A gunshot rang from the darkness, and the bullet accurately pierced his companion’s forehead. He couldn’t even let out a grunt before collapsing limply to the ground, lifeless.

The pupils of the yellow-skinned man shrank rapidly, his muscles tensed, and he stood rigid, daring not to move an inch.

His actions had been so covert, yet he was still struck by the bullet.

This made him realize they were probably surrounded.

The yellow-skinned man looked towards Fu Yanhe with a sense of horror in his heart.

Exactly how many people had he brought with him?!

Having obtained what he wanted, Fu Yanhe wasted no more time and ordered, "Take them out. We continue deeper."

The yellow-skinned man’s eyes widened, and before he could plead for mercy, bullets from all directions pierced their bodies.

In less than ten minutes, everyone inside the cabin had been wiped out.

Fu Yanhe pulled out a map and calculated the quickest route based on the location sent to his phone, then immediately hurried everyone to go there.

Even by taking the shortest route from the edge of the forest, it still took quite a bit of time.

Not to mention dealing with various traps along the way.

After rushing for a day and a night, Fu Yanhe finally caught sight of the faintly visible white structure ahead.

Fu Yanhe led his people to disarm the last trap and said sternly, "Set up camp and rest."

Yi Fang ordered his subordinates to set up camp, wiped the sweat from his forehead, handed a bottle of mineral water to him, and said with a worried face, "Chief, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Two days had already passed since the lady went missing.

Fu Yanhe hadn’t closed his eyes in two days either.

During these two days, they had been engaged in intense combat, with their nerves constantly on edge.

Yi Fang was somewhat concerned that Fu Yanhe wouldn’t be able to hold up.

Fu Yanhe stood silently in place, gazing at the vague white structure ahead, his voice somewhat hoarse, "She’s still waiting for me."

Before finding Shen Yanhe, he couldn’t relax for a moment.

"But you can’t let yourself get worn down," Yi Fang urged. "We still have a tough fight ahead of us. If you don’t get some rest, if something were to happen..."

Yi Fang left his sentence unfinished.

Fu Yanhe understood what he meant. He raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose and said softly, "After we set up camp, I’ll take a nap. Arrange for someone to keep watch."

Yi Fang nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"

Meanwhile, inside the laboratory.

Shen Yanhe, who had recovered a bit of her strength, sneaked out from her room while He Wenna was not around.

She carefully evaded the surveillance cameras and headed straight for Room A1.

Dodging the monitors, she squatted in a secluded corner and knocked on the glass wall of Room A1.

The young woman who had been lying on the bed, asleep, opened her eyes and slowly sat up.

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