"Wei Yumeng, you actually hid a dagger, how shameless!" Bai Qing, although her hand was injured by Wei Yumeng, she still tightly gripped the knife, which was her only reliance!
"I'm just returning the favor." Wei Yumeng looked at Bai Qing with clear, cold eyes, her gaze inadvertently falling on the fruit knife. She had originally planned to stab Bai Qing's hand when she was caught off guard, making her unable to hold the knife steadily. Who would have thought...
Bai Qing gritted her teeth in hatred. She stared at the dagger in Wei Yumeng's hand, which emitted a dazzling white light under the sun, and felt a sense of apprehension.
She could not control Wei Yumeng, who was her bargaining chip!
Shi Qing, with her small hands and feet, ran with shallow steps. Bai Qing's eyes emitted malevolence. With a "nothing to lose" attitude, she suddenly leaped past Wei Yumeng and rushed towards Shi Qing!
Wei Yumeng had been observing Bai Qing. Upon realizing the other woman's intention, she turned and tackled Bai Qing heavily to the ground.
"Daddy, Daddy!" Shi Qing knew she absolutely could not stop, or Wei Yumeng's efforts would be in vain. She covered her eyes and struggled to run towards Zhan Mohan.
"Shi Qing."
Everything happened in a flash. Zhan Mohan was like an arrow drawn taut. He strode onto the pontoon bridge, and with a strong arm, he scooped up Shi Qing and shielded her in his embrace.
Shi Qing collided with Zhan Mohan's broad chest. A warm, familiar scent enveloped her. Shi Qing's hair was already wet, and her dirty little face rubbed against Zhan Mohan. She closed her eyes and fainted in his arms.
Zhan Mohan looked down, gently stroking Shi Qing's forehead. His indifferent gaze swept across Bai Qing, who was being restrained by Wei Yumeng not far away. He raised his hand.
"Everyone, prepare!"
Under the cold and ruthless command, the armed men approached the pontoon bridge, their precise mechanical voices echoing in unison on the beach.
Bai Qing naturally heard the terrifying sound and immediately broke out in a cold sweat. Several red laser sights were aimed directly beneath her nose, clearly imprinted on the wooden planks of the pontoon bridge, creating immense fear.
No, she had finally escaped Bai Yan and had plastic surgery. She wasn't meant to end up in prison, nor was she meant to die here!
"Surrender, Bai Qing. This is the just deserts for your crimes!" Wei Yumeng grabbed Bai Qing's wrist, attempting to snatch the fruit knife from her hand. Her entire weight pressed down on Bai Qing, not daring to move even a little, for fear of being overpowered by Bai Qing if she made a mistake.
Wei Yumeng's words further provoked Bai Qing's emotions. A powerful survival instinct burned in her eyes.
"No, I will never be reconciled to defeat here, and to defeat at your hands, Wei Yumeng!"
Bai Qing desperately tried to break free from Wei Yumeng's restraint, her legs kicking wildly. She hooked Wei Yumeng's knee joint.
"What else do you want to struggle for?" Wei Yumeng's eyebrows twitched. She glanced sideways behind her, her heart sinking. Bai Qing's strength suddenly increased!
Bai Qing's eyes bulged with blood. With a shout, she hooked her leg, tripping Wei Yumeng, and flipped over to press down on Wei Yumeng!
The prepared men quickly adjusted the direction of their weapons. Before they could even aim, Wei Yumeng, with a furrowed brow, forcefully rolled to the left, once again pinning Bai Qing down.
The desire to survive fueled Bai Qing. She rolled with all her might, unwilling to be outdone, and ended up on top again.
Their positions shifted constantly, making it difficult for the main force to lock onto a target. The situation remained a tense stalemate.
"No one fire! Don't hurt Yumeng!"
Zhan Mohan also noticed this blind spot that made it difficult to act. His sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he commanded in a low voice.
Everyone maintained a state of alert. The formidable main force could only watch as the two women confronted each other tensely on the pontoon bridge.
"Wei Yumeng! I won't be caught by you so easily!" After several consecutive rolls, Bai Qing became more reckless. Her neck flushed red as she once again pressed down on Wei Yumeng. Holding the knife with both hands, she thrust it deeply towards Wei Yumeng's eyes!
The tip of the knife gleamed with a cold light, mere inches from her eyes. Wei Yumeng dared not relax for a moment. She equally pushed upwards, a thin layer of sweat beading on her forehead.
"Bai Qing, your resistance is futile. It would be better to put down your weapon sooner!"
"Stop talking nonsense, Wei Yumeng! In my dictionary, Bai Qing, there is no word for defeat!"
Bai Qing roared in exasperation. The current situation was extremely unfavorable to her. She had no leverage in her hands, and now, one wrong move could lead to her being shot full of holes. But she was absolutely unwilling to accept this!
Her survival instinct gave Bai Qing immense strength. She suddenly flung her arm to the side, shaking off Wei Yumeng's hands. Bai Qing raised the knife high and plunged it fiercely into Wei Yumeng's body!
"Mmmph..."
Wei Yumeng let out a pained grunt. Unbearable pain swept over her, concentrated at the wound that had been pierced.
This happened in the blink of an eye. Bai Qing stood frozen, still holding the knife handle, the blade deeply embedded in Wei Yumeng's body. Bright red blood surged out, dripping down Bai Qing's hand.
Wei Yumeng was the first to react. She looked down at the spot. Her clothes were already stained with the gushing blood, and the stain was gradually spreading. She moved her eyelashes in pain, her eyes moistening slightly.
"Yumeng!" Zhan Mohan's pupils contracted. The scene before him entered his dark eyes. Wei Yumeng lying in a pool of blood pierced his eyes like a sharp shard, and it felt as if an invisible hand was tearing at his heart.
The wrath of a lion is something no one can withstand!
Bai Qing's courage failed her at Zhan Mohan's roar. Her hand trembled as she pulled out the knife, which fell to the side with a clang. The knife went in clean and came out bloody – something Bai Qing had not expected.
She was finished. She had stabbed Wei Yumeng and angered Zhan Mohan. All these things, one by one, meant the Zhan family would definitely not let her off!
"No, I don't want to, I don't want to die yet!"
Bai Qing, completely distraught, pushed Wei Yumeng away. She glanced at the boundless sea and, in a panic, jumped into it!
The seawater covered more than half of Bai Qing's body. She swam with all her might towards the distance, wanting to escape while everyone's attention was focused on Wei Yumeng!
Zhan Mohan handed Shi Qing, whom he was holding, to someone nearby. He lunged forward but stopped abruptly before the blood-soaked Wei Yumeng.
A large amount of blood seeped through the woman and the wooden planks around her. Wei Yumeng tremblingly reached out to cover the wound. Her face, pale from excessive blood loss, had a glass-like fragility. No one dared to approach her.
Zhan Mohan's eyes turned red. He carefully picked up Wei Yumeng, his movements exceptionally gentle. Where his large hands touched, there was a sticky, melancholic sensation – it was Wei Yumeng's blood.