As for what the bandit leader, Brother Qiang, would do when he heard that the hostages had been taken, we can only wait and see.

Meanwhile, Su Linlang, holding the second-in-command of the bandits in one hand and the hostage in the other, ordered her two lackeys to get into a small truck.

Liu Bo started the truck, and they all bounced off, leaving with the hostages.

Only the roosters, mistakenly thinking that it was dawn, and the guard dogs of the yard were calling out, one crowing loudly while the other barked incessantly.

Of course, the 1.6 billion yuan ransom hostage would not be released just like that by the bandits.

The guards had already called on the walkie-talkie and had set up their guns for defense.

Brother Qiang, down the mountain, was also hastily gathering his forces to rush back.

The grand hunt was about to begin.

…

The small truck, packed full of people, had its rear end emitting smoke from the effort.

Ah Shuai and Huang Mao each carried an AK—one in the front and one in the back—keeping vigilant on the road.

Su Linlang reached out, and He Putng straightened up, letting out a beast-like mournful sound from his throat.

It was too dark to see clearly, and as she reached out to touch him, she discovered that the rope around He Puting’s wrist was deeply embedded into the flesh, tied in a knot that couldn’t be undone.

She gently used a knife to cut the rope but had to tug it, as the flesh and rope had fused together, making it impossible to remove easily.

His feet were also bound with wet hemp ropes, tightly cutting into the flesh.

He had struggled violently, and the ropes had fused with his skin.

It took great effort to cut and pull them off his ankles.

Su Linlang felt his forehead, relieved that He Puting had a strong constitution and didn’t have a fever.

It was a miracle that he was still alive after the bullet fragment lodged in his head.

Thinking about it, if she hadn’t rescued him, after half a month of torment, he might have been able to escape the bandits’ den.

This showed his resilience.

As she fumbled, He Puting suddenly grabbed her hand, his thin lips wet.

The young master, who had lived a life of luxury, knew how to fence, ski, and shoot, but all of this had only been in practice fields.

This was the first time he had witnessed the cruelty of the real world, clinging to her like a lifeline while unconscious.

“Brother Puting, don’t be afraid. Go to sleep, we’re safe now,” Su Linlang gently comforted him.

His bloodstained hand tightly grasped hers, hurting her.

While she was soothing the still agitated He Puting, Su Linlang looked up at Ah Rong.

He had quickly stripped off his clothes and carefully covered He Puting with them, even using a rain tarp to cushion his head.

As expected of the second-in-command of the gang Ah Rong, he was smart and considerate.

Now the roles had reversed—he had become the hostage. Even the clever second-in-command had to show his initiative in self-preservation.

After all, with the guards in sight and two AKs at the ready, and knowing the hostage had escaped, compared to the 1.6 billion ransom, Ah Rong was already on the “shoot on sight” list.

If he didn’t want to be riddled with bullets, he had no choice but to save himself.

The gate was getting closer, and the guards had already aimed at them.

Su Linlang struggled free from He Puting’s tight grip, and Ah Rong had a plan.

But just as he was about to speak, Su Linlang knocked on the truck window: “Brake!”

The driver had been replaced by Liu Bo, who had been in the front passenger seat earlier and knew the route well.

But because of his familiarity, he was terrified.

The pursuers were almost upon them, and they were about to enter the shooting range. He slammed the brakes, nervous and anxious.

After a long while, the back was silent, and he couldn’t help but call out, “Young Mistress, Young—”

The truck had rear windows, and in the dim light of dawn, he saw Ah Rong with a face of death, Ah Shuai and Huang Mao both holding AKs, silent.

But he searched the truck, and the Young Mistress was nowhere to be found. Where did she go?

In just a moment, the sound of gunfire came from the other side. Ah Shuai and Huang Mao fired simultaneously, making the small truck shake wildly.

Liu Bo kept his promise, holding his hands up to protect the back of the truck, crying and shouting, “Goddess of Mercy, please show mercy, and the Great Immortal, come and save our Young Master!”

Faintly hearing someone calling him, he opened his eyes through the smoke, and saw a slender and beautiful female figure emerge from the smoke.

Liu Bo was astonished. He thought, “Could it be the Goddess of Mercy has come to save our Young Master?”

Then he looked again, and to his shock, it was Su Linlang, holding a blood-dripping sharp knife in one hand, and two AKs in the other.

“Didn’t you hear me calling? Are you deaf?” Su Linlang shouted. “Liu Bo, help Ah Rong get Young Master down, hurry!”

Ah Shuai and Huang Mao were still shooting incessantly, and they shouted in unison: “Ah Sao, what about us?”

Su Linlang threw one AK at Liu Bo, tossed the money box far away, and shouted, “Go away, you divide the money yourselves!”

The gunfire suddenly stopped, and Ah Shuai and Huang Mao stared at each other.

So they could just leave now?

The money was real, and they were really freed. Each of them even got an AK to escape with, so they could run for it based on their own abilities.

It seemed that the Young Mistress from the He family really was part of the underworld.

Her style of acting decisively was so heroic it left them almost unbelieving.

In the moment of their daze, gunfire rang out behind them, and they started shooting again.

Liu Bo and Ah Rong had already helped He Puting out of the truck and onto the roadside.

Su Linlang opened the driver’s side door, and somehow managed to start the truck, which began moving slowly, the empty vehicle swaying down the road.

She yelled, “Jump!”

Ah Shuai obediently jumped out of the truck, bullets flying as he leaped into the forest.

Huang Mao was a stubborn fool, holding onto his gun, shouting, “Ah Sao, let me go with you down the mountain, Ah Sao!”

“Get lost!” Su Linlang said, then helped the dizzy He Puting into the bushes.

Huang Mao hesitated, unwilling to leave, but in the end, the temptation of money was too great, and he followed Ah Shuai into the forest.

…

Liu Bo was not as smart as Ah Rong, and only after Su Linlang had helped him did he realize they needed to hide.

This all happened in a very short period of time, thanks to Su Linlang’s quick thinking and flawless coordination.

The bandits were pursuing them, and just now they were suppressed by Ah Shuai’s gunfire.

With the guards at the intersection, they had stayed hidden.

Now that the gunfire had stopped and the truck had run off, they immediately gave chase.

One after another, trucks full of bandits rushed past.

From the bushes, Su Linlang pointed her gun at Ah Rong.

He quickly hoisted He Puting onto his back, watching as truck after truck passed.

He didn’t forget to give Su Linlang a thumbs-up.

Liu Bo only realized then that, even before the truck had fully stopped, Su Linlang had already jumped out and quietly gone to kill the guards at the intersection.

Using the small truck as a distraction, her stealth hadn’t been noticed. From behind, she had killed each guard with a single strike.

Now, the bandits chasing them were distracted by the empty truck, which allowed them to avoid being caught.

What a clever move to draw the tiger away from the mountain!

But it wasn’t over yet. Brother Qiang was on his way back, and this was deep in the mountains. Could they really escape on foot?

Liu Bo was terrified. He feared that he and the Young Master might die in these dense mountains.

At that moment, another car appeared, moving slowly, clearly searching for something.

As the saying goes, “A bear leads one, and a den of bears follows.” After Su Linlang led the charge, Liu Bo, once cowardly, now filled with courage, grabbed an AK, grinning as his finger hovered over the trigger.

If it weren’t for Su Linlang slapping his head, he would have fired a burst of bullets.

It was a Beller E3 sports sedan, its window open, and inside, people were calling out, “Ah Sao, where are you, Ah Sao?”

Liu Bo was more excited than if he had seen the Goddess of Mercy. He thought, “How did I forget about Xu Tianxi?”

And he had even managed to get an E3 sports car, a superb vehicle that could move quickly!

Through the mountains, Su Linlang calmly directed everyone to help He Puting into the E3 car. Then, unexpectedly, she pulled out a walkie-talkie and turned it on.

She not only killed the guards, but also took their walkie-talkie.

Knowing oneself and knowing the enemy ensures victory in every battle.

As the walkie-talkie crackled to life, a noisy voice came through: “Brother Qiang, the truck is empty, over!”

“Guard the road, search everywhere, shoot anyone except the hostage, over!” The cold voice belonged to the bandit leader, Brother Qiang.

He had kidnapped another wealthy family last year, the eldest grandson of the Ji family, Ji Tingxuan, and successfully extorted 800 million.

He was quite experienced.

He was now setting up an intricate trap.

Su Linlang originally wanted to listen more, but the walkie-talkie had a signal range, and once it went out of range, she could no longer hear it.

However, she finally got a brief moment to catch her breath.

She needed to quickly administer emergency first aid to He Puting, whose injuries were worth 1.6 billion.

After several bumps, his head was leaking blood, which wasn’t a good sign, because there was a bullet lodged in his brain.

It seemed to be positioned in such a way that it hadn’t killed him, but if the bumps caused it to move, he would instantly be at risk of death.

Furthermore, although he hadn’t developed a fever yet, she needed to administer anti-inflammatory treatment, or if a fever started, it could also be deadly!

Three pairs of anxious eyes watched her, yet Su Linlang worked methodically.

After quickly bandaging the wound, she didn’t forget to carefully wipe the blood off the military knife.

Ah Rong couldn’t hold back anymore.

After all, dawn was approaching, and Brother Qiang’s deployment was about to be completed.

He gave a flattering smile: “A-Sao, actually, there’s more than one way down the mountain. There’s another path that can ensure both you and Young Master’s safety all the way down.”

Xu Tianxi, holding an AK, pointed the gun at him: “Don’t try any tricks, or I’ll blow your head off right now.”

The driver, Liu Bo, looked even more menacing, his face contorted with anger: “Dare to deceive my young mistress? I’ll kill you!”

“There’s a sluice gate east of the reservoir with steel plates hidden. It can be turned into a bridge to bypass the dead-end road and go straight to the new asphalt road. That’s my escape route. Even Ah Qiang doesn’t know about it.” Ah Rong quickly explained.

Su Linlang finally wiped the military knife clean, admired it, and said: “So, Ah Qiang really doesn’t know?”

The dirty black T-shirt contrasted with her fair skin.

This Young Mistress He was slender yet curvy, with a waist that was slim and a figure well-proportioned.

Her entire presence had the vivid, bold beauty of a peony in full bloom, with an aggressive, dominating aura.

Especially her gaze, sharp and domineering, made men weak at the knees just by looking at her.

“Really doesn’t know.” Ah Rong wasn’t thinking about lust; at this moment, he only wanted to save his life.

Su Linlang smiled as she put away the knife and placed it against Ah Rong’s neck, signaling Liu Bo: “Drive, go back the same way.”

She then said to A Rongge: “Let’s make a bet. Brother Qiang not only knows about your little path, but he’s waiting there in ambush.”

A Rongge was full of confidence: “Impossible! That path is for my own use. I’ve kept it hidden from Ah Qiang. He really doesn’t know.”

“Pride and complacency, that’s when you’re closest to death,” Su Linlang said as she put away the knife.

Of course, the kidnappers were all wary of each other.

Though Ah Rong was sure this couldn’t be true, as the car drove, he couldn’t help but wonder: If Ah Qiang(Brother Qiang) knew about his escape route, wouldn’t that mean Ah Qiang had control over everything? He could kill him whenever he wanted.

If that were the case, wasn’t he just like a fish on the chopping block, ready to be slaughtered by Ah Qiang?