Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 304 Return to the Country (Third Watch)

Chapter 304: 304 Return to the Country (Third Watch)

His life was bound to his host’s.

Should the host perish, the system perishes too!

Chu Jin slightly lifted her eyes and spoke very calmly, "Understood."

Her gaze was sharp as a razor, locking directly onto the hidden assassin, and with a slight motion of her hand, a tiny golden needle flew out from her palm, flickering with a chilling light in the darkness.

Meanwhile, Song Shiqin also dodged the bullets flying his way. ’Bang bang—’ Two shots, and two assassins were taken care of.

However, it was far from over.

In the darkness, upon seeing that bullet tainted with a murderous aura, Chu Jin’s pupils suddenly constricted!

She knew, no matter what, Song Shiqin could not dodge this time. The bullet was enchanted with spiritual power, a Phantom Bullet, destined to stop only upon drawing blood!

"Be careful!" Chu Jin squinted slightly, aiming at the chest of the person in the dark, sending a golden needle their way, and then, without any hesitation, she swiftly moved in front of Song Shiqin, taking the bullet straight into her chest.

Blood immediately stained her snow-white shirt red.

Pain that felt like it could drill through bones spread throughout her entire body.

"Jin!" Zi’s face went ashen, devoid of all color.

In that instant, Chu Jin’s mind went blank. The only thought she had was whether she was truly going to die like this.

It hurt, a piercing pain, more unbearable than being burned alive.

All strength seemed to have been drained from her body in an instant, and her consciousness was slowly dissipating. Other than pain, she felt nothing else, and her body, like a kite without a string, fell straight toward the ground.

"Chu Jin!" In the midst of the chaos, Song Shiqin quickly regained his composure, reached out to wrap his arms around her waist, and caught her in his arms.

He could never have imagined that Chu Jin would step in front of him to take the bullet!

Inside, his mind was in complete disarray.

Even the fingers that held Chu Jin were trembling ever so slightly.

In the last moment of Chu Jin’s fading consciousness, the system’s voice echoed in her mind, "Ding! Mission complete, reward: 98% Faith Value!"

Hearing the system’s voice, Chu Jin slowly closed her eyes, and her consciousness vanished entirely.

At the same time, with a ’click,’ the lights in the entire basement came on.

’Swish swish swish—’ A troop of soldiers instantly surrounded the area, "Commander-in-chief, all suspects have been eradicated. Please give your orders!"

In that moment, Song Shiqin could barely hear the outside world. Panic, regret, and fear took over all of his senses.

"Chu Jin, hold on! I won’t let you die," he said, his voice filled with both sorrow and urgency.

Blood kept flowing out from her chest, saturating the air with the smell of blood and nothing else.

Nobody noticed that the red Blood Jade Bracelet that had been on her wrist was slowly fading in color, and finally, it turned translucent.

"Chu Jin, believe me, I won’t let anything happen to you," Song Shiqin, carrying Chu Jin, stumbled forward. His dark eyes were gloomy, raging with killing intent yet filled with panic.

His voice shook uncontrollably and was hoarse. This man, who had always made decisive kills on the battlefield, was showing panic for the first time.

Everyone present had almost never seen Song Shiqin like this.

**

In the country of M, two o’clock in the morning.

Under the night sky, a mysterious and solemn castle was engulfed in silence.

"Jin!" The man who was in deep sleep suddenly sat up with a start from the large bed.

Cold sweat almost instantly broke out on his forehead.

His sharply defined features hidden in the dim light, he exuded a dangerous aura. The ring on his index finger emitted a strange red glow.

The Blood Jade Bracelet was blood-linked to him. Now, something must have happened to her.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t be feeling this palpitation, with nothing but a crimson hue before his eyes.

Mo Zhixuan pressed his hand to his forehead and immediately got out of bed, not even bothering to turn on the light, he pulled open the wardrobe, grabbed some clothes to put on.

As he picked up his phone, he hastened out the door, "Sean, arrange a flight right away, I have to return home overnight!"

Sean, who received the call, was utterly baffled. He rubbed his sleepy eyes, asking with some disbelief, "Nine Ye?"

"It’s me! Arrange the flight immediately, I have to return home tonight!" The voice from the other side was so cold it could almost drop ice shards, sending a chill down Sean’s spine even through the phone.

Return home? In the middle of the night, had he heard wrong?

The plans here had only reached halfway; if Nine Ye were to leave now, all previous arrangements would be for naught.

"Nine Ye, going home?" Sean asked again, a little confused.

The voice on the other end was already tinged with impatience, as if teetering on the edge of rage, "Yes, going home! Do I need to repeat myself a fourth time?"

Sean shuddered, "Yes! I’ll arrange it right away."

A private jet traced a beautiful curve across the sky.

By the time the plane landed again, it was 9 o’clock in the evening.