The person who had no chance in his arms completely collapsed.

All the reason and belief disappeared at that moment, and only one thought filled my mind - revenge.

He put the dissatisfied body on the ground, stood up suddenly, and grabbed a gun from his subordinates who came from behind.

His face was very cold, and his deep eyes burst out with cold light. The murderous aura around him did not restrain his body. The blood on his knife-like face had not dried up. Against the backdrop of the blood, he seemed to have a killing god coming out of hell.

Pull the bolt, open the safety, and pull the trigger.

All the actions were done in one go.

"Bang!--"

A flash of fire and the bullet came out of the cavity.

Aiden, who was affected by the aftermath of the bomb, had not yet reacted, just heard the sound of shooting, and then a little burning pain in the center of his forehead. The next second, he lost all his consciousness.

He didn't even have time to scream.

However, the shot was not over, as if some switch had been turned on. Yan Liheng turned the gun and fired at the leader who had just gotten up from the ground and hurriedly looked for cover.

The continuous bullets passed through the heart, the blood fog exploded, and the leader's face was full of incredible words, and he fell straight down.

The leader was killed, and the remaining rebels immediately became panicked.

Yan Liheng's gun had no intention of stopping at all.

There was no other expression on his cold face. He stood there, not looking for cover or hiding. His only action was just shooting. The deafening gunshots kept ringing, and the muzzle spewed out flames and shot at the group of rebels.

"Die it all."

The cold sound was not a trace of temperature, but it was extremely clear in the chaotic battlefield.

Faced with such a killing god, the rebels were completely disintegrated and some had already begun to surrender.

But Yan Liheng did not accept it.

"Blast this place."

After the order was issued, the commandos immediately dispatched drones carrying bombs.

"Boom--"

The fire rose up with smoke and dust, and the smell of blood exploded, and I couldn't even hear the screams.

I don't know how long it took.

The fire extinguished and the smoke fell silent.

The rebels in front of them were all wiped out, and no one of the living was left behind, and even the base camp was razed.

At the same time, news came from the main battlefield, and the rebels there were also annihilated.

The battle with one of the teams of the Rebel Alliance was thus achieved complete victory.

Everyone was very happy, but Yan Liheng's heart was filled with despair.

He did not evacuate with the commando. In fact, he did not go anywhere. He just stayed in the place that had long been ruined, left on the wreckage after the explosion, threw away the hot gun in his hand, and knelt down like a statue.

The subordinates who followed him all knew his original purpose and could also experience this sadness. Without anyone talking, they stood quietly behind him.

The silent scene seems to be mourning.

After a long time, Yan Liheng stood up and picked up the unsatisfactory body. He ordered his subordinates behind him to prepare for a clean room.

The subordinates went to do it immediately.

After a while, the room was about to stop. Yan Liheng carried the person in his arms and placed it on the bed covered with white cloth. He was standing by his side, watching quietly, motionless.

The emotions in his heart are indescribable.

I thought I would be sadder, but for some reason, compared to what I saw, the scene at the moment of the explosion was constantly replayed in his mind.

There was no tears.

Maybe the sadness is ultimately numb, maybe it is because I still refuse to believe it. It is obvious that the facts are already in front of me and I have witnessed it with my own eyes, but why do I always feel that she is not dead at all?

Yan Liheng frowned and suppressed the dull pain in his heart.

——

On the other side.

Hilson was ecstatic when he learned the news.

Although there are still remnants of the alliance rebels, one of the teams was eliminated, which saved Hilson a lot of energy. After all, his troops were limited. If he really fought, he didn't know which side would win.

The only shame is that nothing happened to Yan Liheng.

However, this did not exceed his plan. The woman pretending to be Xu Anning died. The man seemed to believe it. Nothing was more desperate than the news of death. From now on, no one will compete with him for his junior sister.

If you can't kill someone, killing your heart is also a strategy.

This is the real good news.

Hilson listened to his subordinates' reports and glanced at his eyes, thinking about how to confirm the news.

A thought jumped into his mind.

"How did you deal with that woman's body?" He opened his thin lips lightly and asked the person in front of him.

"Returning to the commander-in-chief, the man took the body away. He was nearby and specially built a room for him, and I don't know what he was doing."

Hilson thought for a moment and recalled some customs about China that Luo Nianwei had told him. He suddenly realized that it was Yan Liheng who set up a mourning hall for the fake woman.

The corners of his lips curled up, his face and expression were full of disdain.

"Prepare the car and take me to see it."

——

It was already evening when Hilson arrived.

The candlelight shone in the separate house. Yan Liheng's subordinates all surrounded the house, waiting, and no one went to disturb him.

When they saw Hilson coming, they politely greeted him and someone went in to report it.

Soon, the door of the house opened and Yan Liheng, with a cold face, walked out.

Hilson's eyes flashed, he stepped forward and said, "Mr. Yan, I feel sorry for what happened."

Yan Liheng didn't answer, but just looked over with cold eyes.

Hilson continued: "But people cannot be resurrected by death. Don't you, China, pay attention to being buried in peace? Why did you let her lie in it like this?"

"This is my business."

"Mr. Yan doesn't want to bring her back to China! The journey is long, why bother? Why not just bury her in Hannan. I can make an exception and let her enter the noble cemetery."

“No need.”

Yan Liheng refused coldly, as if he didn't want to say more to Hilson.

"I think I have more right to make decisions in this regard. After all, she is the adopted daughter of my master and my younger sister. What is the substantive relationship between her and you?"

Hilson glanced at his eyes, curled his lips slightly, and spoke coldly.

He wanted to overwhelm Yan Liheng and make him obey. It was also the morbid possessiveness towards Xu Anning again, and he didn't want to give even fake ones.

Hilson thought that his words must have made Yan Liheng unable to refute. He never thought that Yan Liheng's tone was cold and he only replied one sentence.

"You'd better not challenge me at this time."

Hilson felt the terrifying murderous aura around the other party and stopped talking.
Chapter completed!