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Just at this moment, Wen Xin felt two fireballs thrown under the car from the rearview mirror. Leng Jueye also noticed this, and the hand he was holding onto the steering wheel tightened as his pupils constricted.

"Explosives …" Wen Xin shouted anxiously, her heart trembling.

Leng Jueye maintained his rationality and twisted the car left and right to avoid the two rounds of explosions, but the people in the car behind kept on throwing it, as if they were not going to stop until Leng Jueye's car exploded.

The explosives exploded on the body of the car multiple times, causing Wen Xin's ears to buzz and her ears to ring out. She covered her ears, and was so scared that she was about to cry.

Leng Jueye was furious, even though his car was bulletproof, the explosives were not ordinary, they were military. After multiple explosions, the window was like a spider web, ready to burst at any time.

Finally, another explosive was thrown at the back of the carriage, causing the glass at the rear of the carriage to crack and shatter. Leng Jueye's car could no longer bear the weight, its speed had slowed down by a lot.

They had not even walked ten meters when, suddenly, Wen Xin heard something fly in from the back of the car. When she turned her head, she was so scared that her soul flew out.

"Get out." Leng Jueye instantly braked, and without pausing for even a second, he unbuckled his seat belt and jumped off the car.

However, Wen Xin was not an intelligent person, after being frightened so much, her mind was already in a mess. She tightly pressed on the buckle of the safety belt, and it was unknown if it was because her hands were weak or because she lacked strength, but she was actually not able to move. At that moment, she smelt the scent of death, and closed her eyes in despair.

"Wen Xin!" With a beast like roar, Leng Jueye rushed over and forcefully opened the door. He quickly unfastened her seat belt and carried her down.

Wen Xin was embraced by a firm and powerful hug. Right at this moment, a strong explosion sounded out from inside the carriage.

The force of the explosion bounced the two of them off their feet and sent them flying to the side of the road.

Wen Xin's mind went blank, she felt like she had gone deaf and the sky was spinning.

But fortunately, he had used his own body of flesh and blood to help Wen Xin block all the impact of the air current. The suit on his back was already smashed, which showed just how much of an impact he had suffered.

He instinctively straightened his body and assumed a protective posture when faced with the person who got off the car not too far away.

When the people in the car saw that they were finally forced out of the car, their eyes flashed with a murderous light. As long as they killed this man, they would be able to get 100 million dollars.

However, looking at the man who was still able to stand up, they couldn't help but admire this man's strong willpower.

Leng Jueye wiped away the blood that was about to fall into his eyes.

Fortunately, this group of black-clothed men did not have any larger killing weapons, they only had sharp blades in their hands. Leng Jueye suddenly picked up a piece of scrap iron from the side of the car and held it in his hands.

The three men in black looked at each other and sneered. How could a man who had been wounded in the explosion possibly have any lethality?

In the midst of Wen Xin's dizziness, she woke up. She sat up strongly and saw that Leng Jueye was facing three black-clothed men with sharp blades.

The three men could clearly tell that Leng Jueye cared a lot about Wen Xin. The man in the lead sneered, "Go and finish that woman off first."

Leng Jueye's eyes flashed with a cold light, instantly blocking in front of Wen Xin, his entire body releasing a strong killing intent, as though he was a god of death.

"You guys dare to touch her?" He gritted his teeth and sneered.

Wen Xin raised her eyes. At this moment, she was actually not afraid of death, this feeling of being protected by the life of this man, to the point where she was willing to die.

Leng Jueye turned his head and stared at her. His eyes were filled with deep emotions, as if he was unable to melt them even after being buried for a thousand years.

The two men rushed towards them. Leng Jueye bent down slightly and said, "Run, try your best to not look back."

Wen Xin was flabbergasted, was he using his life to protect her? She ran away. He fought three people by herself? Was he still in a situation where he had just been seriously injured?

However, she knew that if she stood here, she would only become a burden to him. She looked at him with incomparable heartache. Her delicate hand gripped his arm. "Be careful."

Then he lifted his slightly sprained leg and ran forward.

Just as the two men were about to catch up, Leng Jueye suddenly launched an attack, striking one of the two men between the waist, then turned around and grabbed onto the other man's hand, pulling him away with force, strangling his neck. The man beside him regained his senses, and suddenly thrusted his sharp blade towards Leng Jueye's chest.

When Wen Xin turned around, she just so happened to see this scene, and screamed in despair, "Leng Jueye …"

Leng Jueye naturally did not relax. He turned to the side and the hilt of the blade still slashed across his arm, creating a clear line of blood. When that man fell from the sky, he had already been kicked by Leng Jueye.

The man who was watching the fight from the side had a murderous look in his eyes. He picked up his saber and was about to join the fight.

Suddenly, with Zuo Feng as the leader, the six bodyguards got off the car. When Zuo Feng saw Leng Jueye's miserable state, his soul flew for half of his body, he rushed forward fiercely, with the few bodyguards following closely behind. Seeing that, the few black-clothed men immediately ran in the direction of the car.

The bodyguard chased after him.

Zuo Feng walked in front of Leng Jueye, only to see that Leng Jueye seemed to have used his last bit of strength, his huge body fiercely pressing down on his shoulder, causing Zuo Feng to immediately stop him. When he saw the shattered suit on's back, he was simply unable to speak a word, what kind of disaster had the young master been through?

When she saw this scene, she covered her mouth, only having tears in her eyes. At this moment, she had forgotten the identity of this man, she had forgotten that he was her brother-in-law's shameless chain, and couldn't control herself anymore. She ran over with big steps, and only had eyes for the injured man, even though her shoulders were thin and weak, she still supported Leng Jueye.

As long as she was fine.

Wen Xin really didn't know if he could laugh, but she could do the opposite.

"Idiot, what are you crying for?" Leng Jueye reprimanded.

Zuo Feng brought them into a car, and left first. The rest of the matters were taken care of by the bodyguards.

Wen Xin sat in the front passenger seat and on the back seat, Zuo Feng skillfully helped Leng Jueye clean the blade off his arm, and then took off his own suit and draped it over Leng Jueye's body.

Wen Xin's tears never stopped. She turned her head and stared at Leng Jueye with teary eyes, wishing that the wounds on his body would all be transferred to her.