Chapter 53

As he was making blind guesses, a few police cars suddenly appeared in his rear-view window, their red lights flashing continuously. They were in relentless pursuit, swiftly overtaking his Santana and leaving him in the dust.

“Hurry up! Go faster!”

Sitting in the front passenger seat of the very last police car was Xia Mutong. She was urging the driver to go faster while her hand held on to a walkie-talkie, connected to an external speaker.

“The suspect in the Mercedes, listen up! Immediately pull over and surrender, else we will not hesitate to shoot!”

However, instead of slowing down, the Mercedes-Benz accelerated, quickly overtaking several cars consecutively.

“Bastard!”

Xia Mutong scrunched up her eyebrows, before retrieving a pistol from her holster and loading a magazine.

The driver saw her actions and could not help reminding her, “Officer Xia, there’s a hostage in the car! Moreover, we were given the order to ensure the safety of the hostages.”

“I don’t need you to teach me how to do things. Just drive the car properly.”

With that said, she rolled down the window, and her upper body leaned out. She held a gun with two hands and narrowed one eye slightly. She was aiming for the rear-view mirror of the Mercedes-Benz to let the other party know she was not joking around.

Peng!

With the squeeze of the trigger, a bullet immediately flew forward from the gun chamber, accurately shattering the rear-view mirror of the Mercedes-Benz.

However, contrary to her expectations, the driver did not show any intentions of slowing down and accelerated instead. The Mercedes-Benz zig-zagged between the lanes continuously, following an ‘S’ path to prevent Xia Mutong from aiming accurately.

Suddenly, a hand stretched out from one of the car windows, seeming to be holding on to something. As the distance between the two cars were more than twenty metres and they were in a high-speed pursuit, Xia Mutong could not clearly make out what the suspect was holding.

At that moment, the owner of the hand tossed an object to the ground and immediately rolled up his window.

As the distance between them narrowed, Xia Mutong could finally make out what was thrown on the floor.

Grenade!

Her face went pale, and she immediately pulled up the handbrake, wanting the car to come to a sudden stop.

Zhizhizhi!

Accompanied by an ear-piercing screech, the police car in the lead significantly reduced its speed. However, with the vehicle already doing over 100, the inertia caused the vehicle to lose control of its equilibrium. The police car heavily crashed into the guard rail.

Boom!

At the same time, a tremendous explosion shook the ground ferociously, with blinding flames soaring towards heaven and shockwaves spreading out. The police cars that had been following closely behind were unable to evade in time. They crashed into one another, like rows of dominoes falling, instantly resulting in the shape of the cars to be deformed.

Opening the door that had been concaved inwards, Xia Mutong struggled to walk out of the car, her entire body swaying unsteadily. Her face was pale and there were numerous wounds on her forehead and arms, with fresh blood continuously pouring out from them.

When the police car crashed into the guard rail, she had not been wearing a seat belt, so the impact she suffered was tremendous. The buttons of her clothes had burst out, revealing her sexy, white inner clothing, that could barely contain two huge, snow-white orbs.

She caressed her head, that was suffering from a splitting headache, everything in her vision was blurred. Before she could walk a few metres, she collapsed helplessly on the ground.

Right at this moment, a Santana screeched to a halt in front of her.

Kicking the car door open, Ling Chen almost broke into a sprint as he rushed to Xia Mutong’s side, asking anxiously, “Officer Xia, are you okay?” His eyes were naturally drawn to the woman’s bulging chest, and he could not help swallowing one mouthful of saliva after another, his throat making an audible gulping sound.

Xia Mutong struggled to lift her head, and in her vision, two blurry images of Ling Chen appeared, causing her to feel even dizzier. She seemed to have not noticed Ling Chen’s lewd gaze and hoarsely croaked, “Hos… hostage…”

Her lips were slightly parted, and after barely forcing out these words, she was unable to hold on any further. Her body went limp, seeming to have lost consciousness.

Seeing this, Ling Chen was helpless and carried her in preparation to bring her to the hospital. At that moment, his ringtone suddenly played from his pocket.

He thought that it was Zhong Wei calling to ask about the situation, so as he supported Xia Mutong in one hand, he pulled out his cell phone with the other. However, he found out that it was a call from an unknown number.

As he picked up the call, before he could even speak, the voice of a middle-aged man rang out from the receiver. “Mr Ling?”

Hearing the other party’s voice, Ling Chen froze and curiosity swept over his heart. Why does he have my mobile number?

“Mr Ye, is there something you’re finding me for?”

The other party was precisely the person he met at the Qingyun Doho, Ye Yongliang.

Ye Yongliang’s tone seemed rather solemn as he anxiously pleaded, “Mr Ling, I’d like you to do something. Please rush over to the Qingyun Dojo right now.”

“What happened?”

“I’ve just received news that Xiao Hua has been kidnapped! I’m in the capital right now and I’m unable to rush back at the moment. The police have already taken action at the moment, but I still cannot put my heart at ease. I only trust those with capability and in Donghai City, you’re the only one I can rely on. I hope you can do me this favour and rescue Xiao Hua. She’s very important to my master.”

Xiao Hua?

In Ling Chen’s mind, the image of the adorable girl that looked like a porcelain doll immediately surfaced. She was He Ziyun’s disciple and also Ye Yongliang’s junior sister.

He could not comprehend why someone would kidnap a seven-year-old girl like her. Could it be that her identity is not as simple as it seems?

Right!

Before Xia Mutong lost consciousness just now, she had mentioned something about a hostage. Based on Ye Yongliang’s words, then the driver of the Mercedez-Benz must be the kidnapper!

“Mr Ye, your call came just at the right time. The kidnapper’s car just drove past, I’ll pursue him immediately.”

“Alright, sorry to trouble you. Xiaozhu and I are rushing to the airport now, we’ll arrive in two hours.”

So, Zhu Xiaozhu was with him as well. No wonder he knew my contact number.

Previously, when he encountered Zhu Xiaozhu in the hospital, he had taken the initiative to exchange contact numbers with her, for the purpose of the latter imparting her medical knowledge.

After hanging up the call, Ling Chen saw Xia Mutong’s colleague rushing over and placed Xia Mutong on the ground gently. However, seeming as though he had thought of something, his face turned red, and he whispered, “Hey, I’m not trying to take advantage of you. But I’m afraid that if you do not button up your shirt when your colleague comes, you will be in a more difficult predicament.”

With that said, he stooped over to button the lass’s shirt, ‘accidentally’ brushing his hands over the giant, white globes. Instantly, his heart thumped excitedly. Mamma mia, this sensation, this elasticity….. Any guy who can marry this lass will be “enormously” lucky in the future!

Resisting the impulsive urge to grope the woman while she was still unconscious again, Ling Chen stood up and walked briskly towards the Santana. However, after walking off a few steps, he hesitated, before grabbing Xia Mutong’s gun and rushing back to the Santana.

Due to the previous incident with Qin Yang, he had still owed Ye Yongliang a favour. Now that the latter had come to him for help, he had no reason to reject. Moreover, those kidnappers even laid their hands on a little girl. They were unforgivable deviants that he could not let off.

Although he did not proclaim himself to be a saint, he still had a conscience, and there were some things where he could not sit still and watch.

“Is she alright?”

As Ling Chen started the engine, he glanced at Nanrong Wanqing who asked this question and nodded. “She’s fine. Sit tight.”

With that, he floored the accelerator, and the Santana shot forward with a loud screech.