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Seizing an opportunity, Yang Bing and Li Wei quickly slipped from Room Two into Room One. Their Escape Team had now expanded to six members, and the oldest among them, with military experience, Yang Bing naturally became the core of the group.
"The people in the corner are a problem; we need to find a way to draw them away," Yang Bing said, his brow furrowed after listening to Zhao Jun's report.
If they didn't distract those people in the corner, they wouldn't be able to sneak around to the back of the building and find a suitable place to climb over the wall and escape.
Everyone fell into deep thought. Cheng Zhengxiong frowned and whispered, "Mr. Yang, can we find a way to dig a hole in the back wall to get out?"
Yang Bing sighed and replied quietly, "There's no time. When we came over, the eastern sky was already faintly brightening. I estimate we have at most ten more minutes."
Ten more minutes?
Tang Hao'er instinctively grabbed the hand of the person next to her, nervously turning to Yang Bing and asking, "What should we do?"
Zhao Jun took a deep breath, squeezed Tang Hao'er's hand reassuringly, and looked at Yang Bing. "Brother Yang, I'll think of a way to draw those people away. You all take advantage of the chaos to escape. If there's a chance, remember to come back for me."
"No way; you'll be walking into death," Tang Hao'er blurted out. She had just landed in this courtyard when Yang Bing had already assessed the situation. Zhao Jun had a simple background and was the most dangerous among them; these thugs were likely to use him as an example.
Zhao Jun smiled and said, "Don't worry; I'll find a way to protect myself. We don't have time for further discussion. We're trapped here, and once it gets light, no one will be able to leave. Rather than wait for that, we might as well take a risk."
Yang Bing placed his hand on Zhao Jun's shoulder and said softly, "It's better if I go instead of you. I believe these thugs won't easily kill me. It's decided then: Zhao Jun, I'll find a way to distract those people in the corner while you lead everyone over the wall according to our original plan. Try to run far away and find a hidden place to hide. Once these thugs realize someone has escaped, they will definitely search the entire island. At that point, you'll have to rely on yourselves."
"No," Zhao Jun grasped Yang Bing's arm firmly. "Brother Yang, you've been in the military and have combat experience. If you lead everyone out, we’ll have a chance for retaliation. I'm just a teacher; if I compromise too much, I don't think they'll make things too difficult for me."
Yang Bing replied sternly, "Stop arguing, Zhao Jun. Precisely because you hold no value for them is why you're the most dangerous one here."
At that moment, Tang Hao'er realized she had been tightly holding Zhao Jun's hand. She blushed slightly but didn’t pull her hand away. Zhao Jun’s willingness to step up and distract those thugs made him appear much more admirable in her eyes.
Tang Hao'er glanced at Zhao Jun and then looked at Yang Bing. "Brother Yang, I'll help Zhao Jun distract those people while you take everyone out first and then find a way back to rescue us. Don't worry; I'll protect Zhao Jun—he's my boyfriend—and I think if these thugs are after money, they won't dare harm him."
Zhao Jun felt a wave of embarrassment wash over him; he hadn’t expected Tang Hao'er would voluntarily stay behind with him to distract the 'enemy.' He also didn’t anticipate her saying something like "I'll protect Zhao Jun," which made him feel utterly humiliated yet deeply moved at the same time.
Li Wei awkwardly chimed in, "How about I go draw them away instead?"
Yang Bing scowled and waved his hand dismissively. "Enough arguing! I'll distract them; you all look for an opportunity to escape from here. I’m sure they won’t want to make things difficult for me."
Cheng Zhengxiong looked at Yang Bing as if he had suddenly remembered something and asked, "Mr. Yang, who exactly are you? Why did they arrange a separate room for you?"
Cheng Zhengxiong prided himself on knowing the wealthy figures from Hong Kong, Taiwan, and mainland China, yet he had never heard of someone like Yang Bing. However, Shen Kun had actually arranged a separate room for Yang Bing, which piqued his curiosity.
Yang Bing shook his head and said, "I'm just a retail investor in the stock market who has made some money over the past few years. I don't have time for this now; I’ll distract those people. You all wait for a moment and seize the opportunity to leave quickly."
Zhao Jun's eyes suddenly lit up as he asked Yang Bing, "Brother Yang, you can't be the legendary figure in the stock market who turned hundreds of thousands into billions in three years—Bull Market Warrior Yang?"
Yang Bing patted Zhao Jun's arm and replied, "We'll talk about that later. Focus on escaping first."
Yang Bing did not deny being Bull Market Warrior Yang, which was tantamount to confirming Zhao Jun's guess.
Zhao Jun nodded vigorously at Yang Bing in excitement. If Zhao Jun had an idol, it would be this legendary figure from the stock market—Bull Market Warrior Yang, known for his gentle trading methods. As long as retail investors followed his rhythm, they would always have a chance to benefit.
Yang Bing patted Zhao Jun's arm and whispered to everyone, "Is everyone ready? Zhao Jun, you all need to gauge the timing."
Seeing Yang Bing take action, Cheng Zhengxiong quickly grabbed Yang Bing's arm and placed his mini pistol into Yang Bing's hand, saying seriously, "Brother Yang, take this gun for protection."
Yang Bing twitched his mouth slightly; he knew that in such situations, a gun was as important as life itself to anyone.
Cheng Zhengxiong firmly nodded at Yang Bing and closed his hand around Yang Bing's palm.
Yang Bing pondered for a moment and nodded vigorously. "Alright, I'll hold onto this gun for now."
"Brother Yang," Zhao Jun said, gripping Yang Bing's arm tightly. Everyone knew that distracting those people meant risking being trapped themselves; escaping afterward would be incredibly difficult.
Yang Bing patted Zhao Jun's arm and said softly, "Zhao, even though you're not a soldier, you have an unbreakable bond with them. Get those people out safely; don’t let us Chinese soldiers lose face."
Zhao Jun understood that now was not the time to argue with Yang Bing about who should distract those people. He gazed into the darkness where Yang Bing stood and nodded firmly. "Brother Yang, I promise I will find a way to rescue everyone trapped here."
Yang Bing nodded and turned to lift the curtain to look outside.
The view outside was still shrouded in darkness, with only a few searchlights moving back and forth like ghostly flames. However, the eastern sky was already showing signs of dawn with patches of light beginning to appear; it was about to brighten up soon.
Yang Bing glanced back at the others and whispered, "Prepare to move."
Zhao Jun and the others nodded in unison, their eyes filled with respect as they looked at Yang Bing.
Yang Bing's hand reached for the door lock, silently watching the curtains as he waited for the spotlight to sweep by again before the darkness descended.
As expected, the spotlight slowly turned back along its path. With a determined heart, Yang Bing turned the doorknob.
A soft click echoed as the lock disengaged.
Yang Bing turned to nod at the group behind him, ready to open the door and step outside when Zhao Jun suddenly grabbed his arm and whispered, "Brother Yang, wait a moment. Listen."
Yang Bing paused, tilting his ear to listen.
After a brief moment, Yang Bing raised an eyebrow.
At that moment, the sound of a helicopter engine became clearer in the air. Through the gap in the curtains, he could see several red navigation lights appearing in the distance.
Another helicopter was coming!
The group huddled tightly by the narrow gap in the curtains, their eyes fixed on the approaching helicopter in the distance.
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