Chapter 721: Capturing Sofia



Wang Jian crouched behind a large stack of crates, just outside the dimly lit alley where Sofia and her team were stationed. His mind raced as he planned his approach. He couldn't rely on cheap tricks or distractions to take out her guards-they were elite, battle-hardened, and ready for anything. He needed a strategy that would take them all out quickly and efficiently.

Emma and Jessica crouched beside him, their eyes filled with nervous energy as they watched him closely.

"Are you really going after her?" Emma whispered, her breath soft against his ear. "She's got a whole team guarding her."

Jessica, more pragmatic, furrowed her brow. "You sure this is a good idea, Jian? I mean, we've seen what these guys can do."

Wang Jian smirked. "It's the only option," he said quietly. "If we want to shake them off for good, taking her out is the best move."

The two women exchanged glances, both unsure but trusting him. They had seen what Wang Jian was capable of, and though this felt riskier than anything before, they believed in him.

"Stay here," Wang Jian instructed. "Watch closely, but don't make a sound."

Emma and Jessica nodded, ducking behind the crates and peeking out just enough to see the action unfold.

Sofia's team was a well-oiled machine, fanned out across the alley in tactical formation. They were alert, their rifles at the ready, scanning their surroundings for any sign of trouble. Wang Jian could see their discipline in every movement-there would be no easy way to sneak up on them.

He had to act fast. Every second wasted was a second closer to discovery. Wang Jian took a deep breath, steadying himself before stepping out of the shadows. He moved quickly, darting from cover to cover, keeping his body low as he closed the distance.

One of Sofia's guards, a tall, muscular man with a shaved head, was the first to spot him. His eyes widened as he raised his rifle, but Wang Jian was faster. With a lightning-quick motion, he grabbed the barrel of the gun, twisting it out of the man's grip and sending a sharp elbow to his face. The guard stumbled back, dazed, but before he could recover, Wang Jian delivered a swift kick to his chest, sending him crashing into a wall.

The sound of the scuffle alerted the other guards. Within seconds, they had their weapons trained on Wang Jian, firing off shots as they moved in.

Wang Jian dove to the side, narrowly avoiding a hail of bullets as he ducked behind a nearby dumpster. The gunfire echoed through the alley, sharp and loud, as Sofia's team advanced with precision. They were good-better than most. Their aim was deadly accurate, and they moved in sync, communicating through hand signals and short commands.

For a moment, Wang Jian was pinned down. But then he spotted his opportunity-a narrow gap in their formation. He sprang into action, using his agility to his advantage. He leaped over the dumpster, rolling across the ground and coming up behind one of the guards. In a swift motion, he disarmed the man, using his own rifle to take out another guard before discarding the weapon.

The fight was brutal and fast-paced. Each of Sofia's guards was a trained killer, and they worked together seamlessly. Wang Jian found himself dodging bullets and countering attacks at every turn. One of the guards, a wiry man with quick reflexes, managed to catch Wang Jian off guard, landing a solid punch to his side. Wang Jian grimaced, but he retaliated with a fierce uppercut that knocked the man out cold.

As more guards closed in, Wang Jian realized he needed a new plan. He couldn't keep this up forever-sooner or later, they would overwhelm him.

Then, an idea struck him.

Wang Jian quickly reached into his pocket, pulling out a small flash grenade he had lifted from one of the Blood Hunters earlier. He had been saving it for the right moment, and this was it.

He pulled the pin and threw it into the center of the group.

The explosion of light was blinding. Sofia's team yelled in confusion, their hands flying to their eyes as they were temporarily incapacitated. Wang Jian didn't waste a second. He sprinted toward Sofia, who had been standing near the back of the group, shouting orders to her team. She was disoriented, stumbling as she tried to regain her bearings.

Wang Jian grabbed her from behind, wrapping one arm around her waist and the other around her neck, keeping her in a tight hold. Her body tensed in his grip, her breathing ragged as she realized what was happening.

Before anyone could recover from the blinding light, Wang Jian had already slipped away, dragging Sofia with him into the shadows. Her voluptuous figure was soft against him, her body squirming in a futile attempt to escape, but Wang Jian held her firmly.

He moved quickly, weaving through the maze of alleyways, his mind focused on getting away before Sofia's team could regroup.

Back at the hiding spot, Emma and Jessica watched in stunned silence as Wang Jian reappeared, Sofia's unconscious body slung over his shoulder. He set her down carefully, adjusting her limp form as he caught his breath.

"That... was insane," Jessica muttered, her eyes wide with disbelief. "You actually pulled it

off."

Emma shook her head, still processing what she had seen. "I can't believe it. You took out her whole team..."

Wang Jian gave them a small smile, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Told you I had a plan."

Before she could finish, Wang Jian turned his attention to Jessica, his hands gently pushing

her top up to reveal her full, lush breasts. He kissed his way down her neck, his lips brushing against her skin as he unfastened her pants.

Jessica gasped, her hands gripping the bedspread as she felt Wang Jian's touch. "This is...

wow..."

Wang Jian smiled against her skin, his touch confident and skilled. "Just relax. Let me take

care of everything."

The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure-the soft rustle of fabric, the low

moans of satisfaction, and the gentle hum of the air conditioner. Wang Jian moved between

them with practiced ease, his hands and lips working in perfect harmony to bring them both to the height of their desires.

Emma and Jessica were completely engrossed in the moment, their bodies entwined with

Wang Jian's as he led them through a night of intense pleasure. Each touch, each kiss was designed to elicit the maximum response, to make them feel adored and cherished.

Wang Jian's hands roamed over their bodies with purpose, exploring every inch of their soft

curves and sensitive spots. He made sure to give them equal attention, taking his time with each one, savoring the way their bodies reacted to his touch.

As the night wore on, Wang Jian's movements became more urgent, his need for release

building with each passing minute. Emma and Jessica were right there with him, their bodies responding eagerly to his every touch.

The culmination of their desires was a beautiful, intense experience, marked by gasps and

whispered names. Wang Jian's focus was on their pleasure, making sure that they both felt completely satisfied before he allowed himself to let go.

Eventually, they all lay together, the sweat on their bodies glistening in the dim light. Wang

Jian pulled them close, his arms wrapped around them as they cuddled on the bed.

Emma and Jessica were both breathing heavily, their faces flushed with a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction. They snuggled against Wang Jian, their bodies pressed close as they basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

"So," Emma said softly, her voice a little breathless. "What's the plan now?"

Wang Jian smiled, his fingers gently stroking her hair. "We'll keep low for a while. I'll figure

out what to do with Sofia, and we'll make sure that the Blood Hunters don't find us. For now, let's just enjoy the peace."

Jessica nodded, her head resting against Wang Jian's chest. "Sounds good. I just hope this all

ends soon."

Wang Jian's expression turned serious, his hand rubbing soothing circles on her back. "We'll

get through this. I promise."

The night continued with quiet conversation and tender moments, the three of them wrapped

in a cocoon of warmth and affection. Despite the danger that still loomed, there was a sense of safety and intimacy in their shared moments.