. These girls are all post-90s, and some even belong to Generation Z. Their thoughts are more progressive and unrestrained compared to the previous generation.Qin Youmeng, standing at the front of the...When these assassins appeared, Ye Junlang's heart flashed a hint of ecstasy because it proved his guess—Tong Sheng Chemical Plant had a big problem!

If this were an ordinary chemical plant, how could there be so many assassins lying in wait

It seems the mastermind behind this had anticipated his arrival at the chemical plant for an investigation, so they set these traps; or perhaps these assassins were always lurking within the plant, ready to kill any suspicious outsiders on sight.

In any case, it is enough to illustrate that there are hidden secrets in this chemical plant.

whoosh!

Ye Junlang's murderous aura was chilling, an overwhelming sense of killing intent emanating from his body. He charged forward with lightning speed, forcing back an assassin with a single blow. Before the assassin could regain their footing, Ye Junlang's military saber flashed again, cutting across the assassin's throat in a swift arc, spraying blood everywhere.

Tut!

From the side, a razor-sharp dagger struck like a venomous snake spitting its fangs, aiming straight for Ye Junlang's waist.

Ye Junlang flashed aside, dodging the dagger aimed at his side. As the opponent's attack missed, he leaned forward, his left elbow striking out with a powerful burst of energy.

Bang!

This elbow strike landed squarely on the assassin's throat. With the sheer force of the blow, the assassin's neck was broken instantly, leaving him dead beyond all hope.

Ye Junlang's momentum remained undiminished, like a raging tornado sweeping forward, continuing to attack. Under his unparalleled might and ruthlessness, one corpse after another lay on the ground around him.

Ye Sha, Di Zhan, Bao Xiong, Di Long, An'an, Lao Lang and others were also constantly killing the assassins rushing up. The ground was already covered with corpses, and thick blood flowed everywhere, emitting an extremely pungent smell of blood.

These assassins initially numbered close to twenty, but now only five or six remain. Half of them have been killed.

Suddenly, the remaining assassins seemed to have received some command. They moved as one, no longer attacking Ye Junlang and the others. Instead, they were retreating, their figures flashing in the darkness, vanishing without a trace.

Ye Junlang's face changed slightly, he said in a low voice, "Don't chase! Come with me!"

Ye Junlang saw Di Zhan and the others wanting to pursue these retreating assassins, and hurriedly called out.

Ye Junlang ran forward. This basement had no lights, completely dark. However, after his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could faintly see things.

Ye Junlang rushed all the way to the innermost part of the underground floor. There was a room similar to a warehouse here. Ye Junlang sensed it and confirmed that there were no people inside, so he kicked open the door of the warehouse and let Di Zhan and others quickly enter.

"Ye lao di, this is how" Di Zhan couldn't help but ask.

Before Ye Junlang could respond, the basement suddenly changed. A series of hurried footsteps abruptly sounded, and from those dense footsteps, there were at least ten people.

At the same time, the lights inside the basement suddenly turned on, and the previously dark space was instantly as bright as day.

Di Zhan and the others, hiding in the warehouse, peered out a window. They all gasped in unison at the sight before them – nearly twenty gunmen were swarming towards them, each armed with an assault rifle, forming a semi-circle formation with their black gun barrels pointed straight ahead.

"Damn it, so many gunmen!"

Di Zhan said in a low voice.

Night Shade's eyes turned cold, and he said in a chilling voice, "This chemical plant is definitely problematic. How could a legitimate chemical plant have so many assassins and gunmen"

"Brother Ye, we should bring weapons here. If we bring weapons, forget about this number of people, even if their numbers were doubled, we wouldn't be afraid," Xiong Bao said.

Ye Junlang smiled calmly, his expression was extremely serene. He said, "If we brought weapons, these gunmen wouldn't have appeared. That mastermind doesn't show himself unless he believes we are in a dead end. Wait, the main player will appear soon."

And then, as those gunmen rushed forward, they pulled up some cover and lined themselves up along the edges, their black gun barrels pointed directly at the warehouse ahead.

Those few assassins who had retreated also appeared, standing with the gunmen. Their faces were numb and indifferent, their eyes filled only with a surging murderous intent.

On the ground, corpses lay scattered, their crimson blood flowing everywhere, forming a pool of blood almost on the floor. The pungent smell of blood mixed with the chemical scent from the basement was extremely nauseating.

A chilling air permeated the room, a heavy sense of impending violence hung in the air. The suffocating pressure was palpable.

So many sharpshooters, and it's clear they are well-trained soldiers with rich combat experience.

There are no weapons on Ye Junlang's side, and the current situation, no matter how you look at it, seems to have put Ye Junlang and his companions in a desperate situation.

After all, no matter how skilled one is, they can't be faster than a bullet. If the other side only has a few gunmen, it's not a big deal.

More than twenty gunmen, with more than twenty guns, if anyone dared to rush out, these gunmen would sweep across with their gunfire. In that dense hail of bullets, no one could escape.

Yet Ye Junlang wasn't in the slightest bit anxious. His face was calm, his eyes devoid of any ripples. He was waiting, he believed that the mastermind behind it all would inevitably show himself in this situation where he thought he was surely going to die.

Indeed—

Knock knock!

At the top of the stairs, footsteps could be heard.

The footsteps were measured and steady, reflecting the other party's confidence bordering on arrogance. It was as if they had already seen their prey caught, leisurely approaching to reel it in.

Soon, a figure appeared at the top of the stairs. He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, tall and handsome with sword-like eyebrows and a high nose bridge. His entire demeanor exuded elegance and sophistication. Every move he made was graceful and refined. This kind of man is undoubtedly the prince charming that many women dream of.

In fact, this was true. As the young master of the Wei family, Wei Shao Hua was considered the dream prince by countless women in Jianghai City.

Descending was Wei Shaohua. His cold, gloomy eyes looked forward, a hint of a chilling smile playing on his lips – the triumphant smirk of a victor.

"Ye Junlang, since you've already arrived, why hide and seek I know you've been looking for me all along. Well, here I am. But why don't you dare to show yourself"

Wei Shao-hua spoke, his voice laced with a playful tone.

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