Chapter 60: Caught in One’s Own Web

Bai Xiaoya had once faced life and death directly and had witnessed supernatural powers, thinking herself well-versed and experienced.

But when the gunshot rang out, her hands instantly turned icy, and her heart sank to the bottom.

It wasn’t until the handgun bullet grazed past Su Qingyu’s little head and struck the wall behind that Bai Xiaoya finally remembered how to breathe.

Thank goodness, she’s safe…

But did fate give the wrong sign?

At that moment, two gunshots sounded outside the door.

***

Half a minute earlier, the Vice-Captain and the burly man standing beside him suddenly felt uneasy.

Can we really win?

This thought abruptly appeared in their minds and then began to swell uncontrollably.

Their opponent was Tomorrow’s Star of the Management Family—aside from the Magic Flute, she might have other mysterious items.

And she’d been through countless battles, trained professionally by her Family, completely different from outsiders like them.

The seed of doubt took root, then grew madly under the influence of Psychic Vacuum.

Yes, she was so calm when she arrived—there must be a complete Plan.

Everything we’ve done has led us into a Trap.

Maybe we’re already at the final step, ready for the Net Closing.

Ridiculous.

Why did I ever think we could win?

All confidence and courage vanished.

The two men stood trembling on the spot.

Their odd behavior was obvious.

A few people from the other side walked over in concern.

“Hey, what’s wrong with you guys?”

“Are you okay? Did you suffer an attack?”

No.

Don’t come over.

Don’t come over.

“Don’t come over!”

Bang—!

The Vice-Captain fired first.

The other man, startled by the gunshot, fired three shots in panic.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two guards died on the spot.

Another took a bullet to the leg, collapsing to the ground in pain, completely losing the ability to move.

Including the Exchange Officer, there were seven armed guards on site.

Two lost their minds, two died, one was injured—combat power instantly dropped to two and a half.

In the chaos, Bai Xia jumped down from the stairs, landing right behind a guard.

“Who… ah!”

The girl’s strength was average for a normal person, but doubled girl power knocked the guard out with a single elbow.

The noise wasn’t small, but the only remaining guard was too busy dragging his injured comrade behind a pillar, not daring to show his head.

Two gun-wielding madmen, an unidentified assailant—if he showed himself, he didn’t know whether he’d be shot to death or have his neck broken.

But Bai Xia didn’t bother looking for him.

She glanced at the guard she’d knocked out, crouched down, removed his Earphone, and found the receiver.

“Self-entrapment, that’s all.”

She pressed the Earphone against the wall, then scraped it downward with force.

Zzz—!

Inside the room, the first shot had missed.

Sen Kui quickly re-aimed, but just as he was about to fire again, a sharp, piercing screech blasted from his headset, stabbing through his eardrums like a needle into his brain.

Bang!

It’s hard enough to hit the target when aiming normally, let alone after being disrupted like this.

Outside the door, the guards—stable or unstable alike—clutched their ears and screamed in agony.

“Damn it!”

Sen Kui, unlike the others, endured the blow and stayed standing.

He tore off his headset, raised his handgun again, and saw Su Qingyu facing him directly, a Melodica held between her cherry lips.

The music sounded.

Sen Kui was pressed by an invisible pause button, frozen mid-aim.

Su Qingyu stepped forward, snatched the handgun away, then glanced back.

Bai Xiaoya had already broken free from the control, staring at her in shock.

“It’s over, Ah Ya, it’s already…”

Tap tap tap.

Bai Xia rushed in from outside, surveyed the room, then struck Sen Kui in the back of the head with an elbow, knocking the still-frozen man unconscious.

Then she stepped forward and hugged Bai Xiaoya tightly.

“It’s okay now, Ya Ya, it’s all over. It’s all solved.”

Su Qingyu quietly rolled her eyes.

That was just what she wanted to say. Since when did people start stealing lines?

But then again, she’d already hugged her when she came in.

So, fine, let Bai Xia have it this time—after all, she was the Main Output for this operation.

Su Qingyu went to look for a rope and check the situation outside.

After the gunfight, the two mentally deranged men finally regained some clarity.

Remembering what they had just done, they fell into despair again, raising their guns to themselves.

“Sorry, Captain, I didn’t know…”

Bang! Bang!

Both pulled the trigger, ending their lives.

The guard previously shot in the leg wasn’t lucky—his femoral artery was severed, and he bled out on the ground.

The only uninjured one had already fled.

Su Qingyu ran to the window and looked outside.

No sign of anyone—meaning they’d been running for at least a few minutes.

“A real lucky one.”

Nothing to be done.

She fed a piece of Black Feather to the only surviving person—the one Bai Xia had knocked out—then grabbed a rope and came back to tie up Sen Kui for interrogation.

But when Su Qingyu returned to the room, her cheeks puffed up in frustration:

“Hey, hey, how long are you going to hug? That’s enough… Also, where are you putting your hands!”

***

On the only Main Road leading here, an Electric Scooter sped forward, stopping as it neared the Unfinished Building.

The Courier removed his helmet, glanced around, and checked his phone carefully.

“Capital West Street, about a hundred meters in front of the Unfinished Building—yep, this is the place.”

Tap tap tap.

Footsteps sounded nearby.

He looked up again.

Standing before him was a beautiful girl with long, straight black hair.

“Mine,” Bai Xia stated simply.

“Phone ending XXXX.”

“Oh, oh, alright.”

The Courier took three delivery bags from the insulated box on his scooter and handed them to the girl.

“Please enjoy.”

She was pretty, but why order takeout in a place like this—and three portions, at that?

The Courier didn’t get it and didn’t want to ask.

The less you know, the better.

He got back on his Electric Scooter and drove away.

Bai Xia carried the food back.

Ordering takeout in a place like this was a bad idea.

Just setting the address and filling in the details took her ages.

But Bai Xiaoya was hungry—so hungry her stomach was growling as she looked at Bai Xia with pitiful eyes.

So, no matter how troublesome, Bai Xia still placed the order.

She returned to the Unfinished Building.

Su Qingyu was explaining to Bai Xiaoya what had happened and how she’d come up with a rescue Plan on the spot.

Bai Xiaoya listened to the effect of Ren Sheng Qi Lu and couldn’t help but click her tongue in amazement.

Then, learning Su Qingyu hadn’t brought her flute and had come in alone as bait, she was struck by a wave of fear.

“That was too risky—you almost…”

Bai Xiaoya sniffed, her eyes reddening.

Heaven knew how terrified she was when she realized she was crying and heard the gunfire.

It was better left unsaid.

But as soon as she started, Su Qingyu’s hands trembled too.

At the time, she hadn’t felt anything, biting down with her small white teeth and fighting on.

Now that it was over, the aftermath hit hard.

Still, she put her hands on her hips and declared seriously,

“As long as I can save you, any risk is worth it!”

“Xiao Su…”

“Mmhm,”

Bai Xia came in, interrupting their sappy conversation.

“Food’s here. You two want some?”