Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 458 The Beginning of Everything 49

A group of fierce-looking men gleamed with intense greed in their eyes. Gu Yao watched, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

She gently untied her hands from behind her back, quickly stood up, and rushed towards Gu Yan in one stride.

Gu Yan paused, his hand holding the pistol, and instinctively raised the gun to shoot Gu Yao. Xie Gui, standing behind him, sharpened his eyes, took a step forward, and grabbed Gu Yan's throat from behind.

Gu Yan's fair face instantly turned bright red. His eyes hardened, and he kept elbowing Xie Gui in the abdomen. Xie Gui's expression remained unchanged, but he kept a firm grip on the struggling Gu Yan.

With the pistol cocked, Gu Yan was about to fire at Xie Gui.

In that instant, Gu Yao was already in front of him, raising his foot and kicking Gu Yan's wrist squarely.

The pistol slipped from his hand, flew out, and landed on the ground.

Gu Yao lunged forward, lunging at the pistol.

Suddenly, things took an unexpected turn. Before the people around could even react, their leader had already been captured.

The butterfly knife slid from Xie Gui's sleeve and pressed directly against Gu Yan's neck.

With the pistol in hand, Gu Yao's face lit up with joy.

Gu Yao and Xie Gui exchanged a glance. Gu Yao then took a rope and tied Gu Yan up tightly.

The two of them led Gu Yan slowly back towards the base of the wall.

Gu Yao held up his gun, looking at the ten people in front of him.

Why not walk towards the door?

Of course they'll be made into dumplings.

Who knows if they'll stab us in the back?

Although guns are strictly controlled in China, it's clear that Gu Yan and his group aren't exactly law-abiding citizens.

He's clearly a lawless outlaw.

Gu Yao dared not gamble with Xie Gui's life.

Once they retreated to the base of the wall, Gu Yao looked around at the ten people who were closing in on them.

One less than he had estimated.

congratulations.

Gu Yao, with a cold face, took out a fountain pen from his pocket.

The smooth body and sharp nib clearly indicate that this is a fine fountain pen.

Gu Yao's slender, pale fingertips traced the pen's surface, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

This beautiful color is perfect for shoving into someone's throat.

He smiled.

The pen tip was already pressed against Gu Yan's throat.

Through the pen, Gu Yao could clearly feel the pulsation of the major artery in his throat.

That is the beating of blood.

Bright red blood.

Gu Yao licked his lips, a hint of excitement in his eyes.

His gaze was fixed on Gu Yan's fair and flawless neck.

Like a ravenous beast, ready to devour Gu Yan at any moment.

Gu Yan naturally saw Gu Yao's gaze as well, and even though his sexuality was threatened, his eyes couldn't help but flash with excitement.

He stared intently at Gu Yao, not wanting to miss the slightest change in his expression. "Gu Yao, I told you, you and I are the same kind of people. You also enjoy controlling other people's lives. It must feel good, right?"

Gu Yao was taken aback, but then laughed. "I don't like controlling other people's lives. I like blood, bright red blood that can stain an entire area, especially the blood of my enemies."

The nib of the fountain pen moved forward one centimeter.

Gu Yao tilted his head, a kind smile on his face. "Gu Yan, do you think you can still leave safely?"

He leaned close to Gu Yan's ear and said, "Guess how many special police officers are outside right now? Even if I kill you right now, I won't get into trouble because it's just self-defense, you understand?"

Gu Yao slowly straightened up under Gu Yan's astonished gaze.

Gu Yan was right about one thing.

He really is a madman.

After so many years of torment, how could anyone not go insane?

He had a chance to take revenge himself in this lifetime, so naturally he wanted to seize it.

Xie Gui gripped the butterfly knife tightly in his hand, turned his head to look at Gu Yao, "A Yao."

Gu Yao shook his head at him, then raised his gun and confronted the ten men in front of him.

He estimated that the magazine capacity of this makeshift gun shouldn't be large, and after weighing it, he figured there should still be six bullets left.

There are ten people present now.

Even if he could headshot Xie Gui with a single shot, he couldn't guarantee that he could take Xie Gui out unharmed.

He frowned. He turned to Xie Gui and asked, "Xie Gui, do you believe me?"

Gu Yao looked serious, his light-colored eyes filled with coldness.

Xie Gui took a deep breath, nodded, and said without hesitation, "Of course!"

Even if Gu Yao wanted his life, he wouldn't hesitate for a second.

"Okay, then let's move back towards the door now."

Gu Yao led Xie Gui in a circle, and the encirclement kept shrinking, but no one dared to make a move.

Bright red blood flowed down Gu Yan's neck. Xie Gui's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed on the group of desperate men in front of him, not daring to relax for a moment.

Gu Yao held up his gun to intimidate the group of people in front of him.

Gu Yan looked up at the group of people in front of him. As the two were about to leave, he stared at Gu Yao's back with a deep melancholy in his eyes.

Suddenly, Gu Yan, who had been following their movements, launched an attack with a headbutt. Xie Gui was so dizzy from the impact that he staggered. Gu Yan seized the opportunity, his head spinning, but he still managed to veer to the side. The sharp butterfly knife grazed Xie Gui's neck, leaving a noticeable scratch.

Half of his neck was soaked in blood in an instant.

Xie Gui shook his head and stepped forward to try to stop Gu Yan, who was threatening Gu Yao. However, at such a close distance, Gu Yan was already behind Gu Yao.

Gu Yao's heart skipped a beat, and he instinctively dodged Gu Yan's sweeping leg.

But they still couldn't stop Gu Yan, who had already escaped.

The stalemate was broken, and the people in front of him swarmed forward, surrounding Gu Yan directly.

Gu Yao had a bad feeling and subconsciously turned to look at Xie Gui, who was only a step away from the door. A string in his mind suddenly snapped.

He seemed to have thought of something, and his expression changed drastically.

"Xie Gui, run!"

The boy's voice was somewhat shrill. Xie Gui wanted to say something, but he met Gu Yao's gaze.

[Xie Gui, do you believe me?]

He gritted his teeth and ran towards the door.

Gu Yao breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the desperate criminals who had already formed a circle around him.

A slow smile crept onto his lips as he aimed his loaded gun precisely at Gu Yan behind the crowd.

The scar on his face was twisted, and he removed his gentle mask, revealing a cold and sinister expression. Meeting Gu Yao's gaze, he defiantly flexed his wrist, took the gun handed to him by his subordinate, and confronted Gu Yao.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

Neither of them made the first move.

Gu Yao, however, had no more worries. Xie Gui was now safe, so he could do whatever he wanted.

A gunshot rang out across the sky.

It startled a flock of weary birds in the woods.

Xie Gui paused in his tracks behind the SWAT officer, his face turning deathly pale.

He looked at the steel behemoth standing in the desolate forest; the abandoned factory resembled a man-eating beast, and they couldn't see what was going on here.

Xie Gui, however, had lost his composure.

As if the gunshot had shattered all his reason, he rushed toward the factory.

Even a group of special police officers couldn't stop Xie Gui.

Although it was only a few dozen meters, Xie Gui felt it was an exceptionally long time.

Gunshots rang out continuously.

He ran and ran until he saw Gu Yao standing in front of the door.

The white shirt was stained bright red with blood.

Xie Gui stepped forward in a daze, feeling as if a pair of hands were tightly gripping his heart, suffocating him and making it hard for him to breathe.

He reached out, wanting to embrace his lover, but instead met a pair of bloodshot eyes filled with murderous intent.

Gu Yao's gaze was cold as he turned his head to look at Xie Gui, his eyes flickering slightly.

Xie Gui breathed a sigh of relief.

His friend A Yao is fine.

Before he could catch his breath, he saw a blood-soaked person rushing towards him, the blood on his face unable to conceal the terror on his face.

Xie Gui never knew a person could run so fast.

It was so fast it seemed like a blur.

In the blink of an eye, he was knocked straight down.

The moment the warm body covered me, a deafening explosion rang in my ears.

A pair of hands pressed tightly against his ears, blocking out most of the sound.

The blood-soaked youth shielded his lover tightly.

Xie Gui stood there dumbfounded, his ears ringing from the loud noise, unable to hear anything outside.

Because he could clearly feel the warm liquid soaking through his clothes.

He lay on his back, momentarily stunned, and reached out to embrace his lover, only to find not a warm body, but a patch of decay.

A bloody, mangled erosion.

Xie Gui raised his hand and looked at it. His once pampered hand was now stained red with blood and covered with some suspicious debris, making it look disgusting and terrifying.

Xie Gui, however, only felt worried and panicked.

He knew perfectly well that it was Gu Yao's flesh and blood.

It was a patch of rotting flesh.

The sound of Gu Yan's maniacal laughter filled her ears: "Gu Yao, didn't you want to protect him? Then let's die together!"

Xie Gui turned his head to meet that twisted smile, the maniacal laughter gradually fading away until it was completely cut off.

Well-trained special police and medical personnel rushed forward.

The various sounds were mixed together, creating a great cacophony, but Xie Gui couldn't hear anything.

He listened to the faint, almost inaudible heartbeat; it was his only salvation.