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Chapter 118: Wilderness
The enchanting thrill only brought torment to Wei Yuan at this moment. He just wanted to drive away quickly. What a joke! If those armed guys caught him, would he still have a chance to live?
Despite the purification of his Dantian through the absorption of Spiritual Energy, Wei Yuan's skills, especially his explosive power, were astonishing. However, no matter how good his Kung Fu was, could it withstand a gun?
Although he didn't want to distract himself with such thoughts, seeing Yuan Ziyi lying at his lower body, her lips positioned at a very wicked angle towards his most sensitive area, how could Wei Yuan not feel an unusual excitement in such a dangerous situation?
Even in a critical moment, as long as Wei Yuan knew that Yuan Ziyi was lying beneath him, how could he not be excited?
This exceptional woman was a significant figure in the Purple Robe Pavilion, leading the reform of this mysterious gang from a politically noted blacklist into a modern pharmaceutical enterprise. She was a strong-willed and capable woman with high intelligence and cunning.
At this moment, this powerful woman was half-lying against his thigh. If they were stripped of all their clothes, this position would be indistinguishable from a passionate scene in the wilderness. It was truly an exhilarating chase.
Wei Yuan was trying very hard to control himself. He turned back to look at the car behind them. Although it certainly couldn't match the performance of his Sports Car, the other side was composed entirely of desperate criminals. Have you ever seen a heavy car that looked like a bus speeding down the road at over a hundred miles per hour like a Mercedes?
“Damn it! Do you have what it takes to catch up?”
Wei Yuan cursed as he glanced back and continued to press the accelerator. He kept cursing; only by doing so could he temporarily ignore that half of Yuan Ziyi's body was still lying on his sensitive area.
Both sides were racing at high speed on the road. At this moment, the superiority of both cars was vividly displayed. Under Wei Yuan's driving, the Sports Car had nearly reached its maximum throttle, and the chase gradually began to show signs of victory despite his somewhat awkward driving posture.
However, just when Wei Yuan and Yuan Ziyi thought they could escape, it became clear that their opponents' plans were not so simple. As they drove along the winding mountain road, Wei Yuan had already approached the outskirts of the city. Although they were on a highway, the surrounding area was filled with ponds and farmland contracted by others.
For young people in Jinghai City seeking thrills, this place was a paradise...
Even though they didn’t dig into others’ walls or put green hats on anyone, experiencing driving a car parked in fields or simply on the main road while feeling the vibrations of the vehicle as cars and motorcycles prepared to enter the city passed by—even bicycles and pedestrians—if you’ve experienced it, you would understand why they felt it was an exhilarating sensation.
Wei Yuan knew this so well not because he had been there; although he had once wickedly imagined that once their relationship settled down, he could bring Lan Xue here for a little experience, that thought was quickly crushed in its cradle. So he could only occasionally listen to friends bragging about it.
However, as a man, when describing such matters, even someone who usually lacks eloquence can suddenly become articulate and vivid, making others restless and captivated.
To get back to the point, the reason this place is suitable is that it is close to the city, yet at night it feels exceptionally quiet. To put it simply, if someone were to die here at night, no one would know.
Thus, it is very suitable for murder and burying bodies. At this moment, the group pursuing the two seemed to have planned everything in advance. When Wei Yuan drove here, he suddenly found a large truck parked in the middle of the road, positioned horizontally, completely blocking the only escape route.
"Damn it!"
Wei Yuan had no choice. Seeing that his Sports Car was going too fast to brake in time, he abruptly swerved the steering wheel. The car suddenly flew off the road, leaping over a nearby pond and straight into the fields.
Although this scene looked spectacular, Wei Yuan was not filming a movie, nor was he engaged in professional stunt driving. The car quickly sank into the soft mud of the fields.
This was not even the worst situation; the key issue was that half of Yuan Ziyi's body was still leaning against Wei Yuan's thigh. After such a violent maneuver, her head slammed down completely and nearly hit Wei Yuan in a sensitive area.
"Now you don't have to worry about whether your sister likes me."
Wei Yuan reflexively covered his groin and blurted out. Fortunately, due to the impact just now, he instinctively lifted his hips slightly, so most of Yuan Ziyi's force landed on his seat.
At this moment, Yuan Ziyi quickly raised her head. Initially intending to check if Wei Yuan was hurt out of reflex, she suddenly remembered how sensitive that area was and instead placed her hands on his shoulders, shyly asking, "Are you okay?"
"I doubt it's serious enough to make me unable to have children," Wei Yuan replied casually, not expecting Yuan Ziyi to look genuinely guilty.
At this point, he couldn't bother teasing her anymore. Slowly getting out of the car, he saw that their pursuers were already closing in. Wei Yuan's nerves tensed up immediately.
"You are the daughter of the Purple Robe Marquis; your skills should be decent, right?"
Wei Yuan's underlying hope was simply to know if she could protect herself. He had already noticed that their pursuers did not seem genuinely intent on killing them; otherwise, they wouldn't have pulled out their guns just to intimidate them. They likely intended to threaten or capture Yuan Ziyi alive.
However, Wei Yuan's question seemed somewhat unnecessary. Over the years, Yuan Ziyi had focused on business operations; without dedicating time to truly learn Kung Fu, what achievements could she possibly have?
Clearly, standing next to Yuan Ziyi, the senior sister of Purple Robe Pavilion, was not as formidable as Yang Ying, that junior sister. It was known that if it were Yang Ying's skills, these few people would likely be knocked down in just a few rounds without even drawing their guns.
Wei Yuan distinctly remembered the first time he met the two; Yang Ying was on a bus applying some unknown powder and then single-handedly challenged three burly men.
However, unfortunately, it was Yuan Ziyi who was with him. Thinking about the white powder Yang Ying had applied to her gloves that time, Wei Yuan immediately asked Yuan Ziyi, "Do you have any poison or something like that on you?"
Yuan Ziyi replied, "Of course I do. This is a portable treasure of our Purple Robe Pavilion."
It seemed that although Purple Robe Pavilion had cleaned up its image, the inherent sense of insecurity typical of such martial arts sects had not completely disappeared. At this moment, the sports car could no longer move, and the two could only flee towards the fields.
Dragging Yuan Ziyi's hand while escaping, Wei Yuan said, "If you have it, hurry up and take some out. Share a bit with me."
Looking at Yuan Ziyi in her evening gown, Wei Yuan couldn't figure out where she could hide her powder. He saw her slightly turn away from him and then noticed her slowly reaching into her collar with one hand. She pulled out two packets of powder and handed one to Wei Yuan.
"How can you hide poison in this place? It's too unscientific!"
Wei Yuan clearly questioned this method. Even though they were still fleeing and their pursuers had stopped the car to chase after them, he couldn't help but think about where Yuan Ziyi had hidden the powder.
"They're over there; hurry up and get out to chase them."
The man who had previously drawn his gun could have easily used it to deal with Wei Yuan and Yuan Ziyi, provided his aim was good. However, when he had the opportunity to do so, he did not take action. It seemed Wei Yuan's guess was correct; he indeed did not dare to shoot Yuan Ziyi. His intention appeared to be intimidation, but more likely he wanted to capture her.
"How do you use this?" Wei Yuan asked.
Yuan Ziyi explained, "Open it up, then hold the powder in your palm. Aim carefully and throw it into the opponent's eyes."
"That's too despicable! What's the difference from throwing lime powder?"
In fact, Wei Yuan thought it was too low-level; however, he feared that if he voiced this opinion, Yuan Ziyi would immediately stop and argue with him for the honor of Purple Robe Pavilion.
"Almost, as long as you make eye contact with the other person, this powder will automatically stimulate their tear glands, and once the tears touch this powder, they will be in so much pain that they will roll on the ground."
At this moment, seeing that the two of them couldn't escape, Yuan Ziyi simply squatted in the bushes under Wei Yuan's guidance, holding the powder and quietly explaining to Wei Yuan.
It was clear that they were preparing to launch a counter-ambush. With the packet of powder in hand, Wei Yuan felt more at ease, so he asked, "Aren't you worried about hiding there?"
In Wei Yuan's view, this thing was not very scientific, and it was hidden in the collar. It was easy to imagine that if something went wrong, wouldn't Yuan Ziyi's ample and firm figure be ruined? Although it didn't belong to him, from a humanitarian perspective, Wei Yuan still expressed some concern.
"Stop talking nonsense and focus."
Wei Yuan thought it was really necessary to focus, especially since if this powder was hidden in the collar of a woman who had given birth, it would be even more unscientific. If it spilled out, wouldn't that lead to another scene of chaos?
Wei Yuan didn't know why, but the closer they got to danger, the more strange thoughts appeared in his mind. At this moment, they were crouched in the bushes, watching each other get closer. Wei Yuan simply placed the packet of powder given by Yuan Ziyi into his jacket pocket and then lowered his head to meet her gaze.
"What do you want to do?"
Suddenly, Wei Yuan's actions angered Yuan Ziyi. He reached behind her and slid his hand down her smooth back until he reached her curvy hips. With a forceful tug, he pulled off the long skirt of her originally elegant but cumbersome evening gown.
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