Shen Yaoyao and Zi Yue above were also unleashing their full firepower.
Especially Shen Yaoyao, staring through her scope, gritting her teeth, firing sniper bullets one after another at Gu Tianming.
But Gu Tianming was too tightly shielded; the bullets simply couldn’t penetrate.
Bai Jinghong shook his head helplessly. They were two loyal dogs.
With a wave of Bai Jinghong’s hand, a dark mass of people charged out directly, surrounding Gu Tianming and his men.
The Death God’s confidant was still gritting his teeth, holding on, inching little by little toward the edge.
He thought that once they reached the edge, he could push the Death God down the cliff, letting him find a chance to escape.
But suddenly, a crowd surged forward, punching and kicking.
“Using corpses as bullet shields? Can you fucking block fists?”
Bai Jinghong’s elites were no slouches; they fought with vicious intensity.
The two confidants were also dazed. Why weren’t they playing by the rules?
Under the brutal beating from Bai Jinghong’s elites, the two confidants also died.
They lay dead, sprawled on top of Gu Tianming, taking the hits for him.
Leaving only Gu Tianming, barely clinging to life.
Just as Bai Jinghong was about to approach, Gu Tianming suddenly let out a furious roar.
“Ah~”
In that instant, Energy Qi burst forth in all directions. Gu Tianming seemed to have a moment of clarity before death, suddenly mustering a surge of strength.
“Damn, he broke through, Mystic Rank Great Perfection!” Bai Jinghong was astonished.
He had miscalculated, forgetting the protagonist’s breakthrough law when facing certain death!
“Focus fire, kill him!” Bai Jinghong raised his submachine gun and was the first to shoot.
He had no intention of personally engaging Gu Tianming in close combat, not when he was making a desperate, last-ditch attack.
One must know: chasing a dog into a dead end—will inevitably be bitten back.
Using guns was the most effective method.
The other elites also opened fire on Gu Tianming.
Gu Tianming knew he was in a hopeless situation.
He directly punched away two elites with a single blow, then grabbed the corpses of his two confidants, using them as shields while retreating.
Even so, he took several bullets to his body. Then, with a leap, he jumped directly into the vast sea behind him.
The height from the cemetery to the sea was several hundred meters.
Even a chunk of meat hitting the water from this height would be smashed to pulp.
But this was Gu Tianming’s only way out.
So he didn’t hesitate for a moment.
Seeing Gu Tianming had jumped, Bai Jinghong cursed.
He wouldn’t easily believe Gu Tianming would die like that.
Even though Gu Tianming was riddled with bullets and had jumped from such a great height, for a protagonist, even a one percent chance of survival was possible.
He had originally wanted to kill two protagonists. Now, only Chen Lin was crippled. Gu Tianming chose to gamble on a desperate escape.
“Ah Kun, call the search team. Search for him! I want to see him dead or his corpse!”
Bai Jinghong was also burning with anger.
Yet he couldn’t help but admire Gu Tianming’s subordinates, who traded their lives for a sliver of hope for Gu Tianming.
And Gu Tianming had truly found that sliver of hope.
Although Gu Tianming’s life or death was currently unknown, it wasn’t a complete loss.
Chen Lin was done for.
He wasn’t dead either, but he was completely crippled.
Bullets had severed his heart meridians. His entire body was riddled with bullet holes.
Even if a great immortal descended, he couldn’t be saved.
He was purely clinging to life through sheer willpower.
Bai Jinghong walked over step by step, looking down at Chen Lin.
When Chen Lin saw Bai Jinghong, his eyes widened, full of unwillingness.
Bai Jinghong feigned surprise: “Chen Lin, what happened to you? Who did this?”
With that single sentence, Chen Lin nearly died on the spot.
“You can’t have anything happen to you, you know! You still have so many things left undone!”
“You haven’t yet dominated the world, you haven’t represented the country in some Martial Alliance Tournament. You can’t die!”
Chen Lin couldn’t speak, but his body trembled.
“Hahahahaha!” Bai Jinghong suddenly burst into maniacal laughter.
He looked almost like a madman.
Then he put away his earlier mockery and looked at Chen Lin with disdain:
“You’ve always wanted me to wish I were dead, so now I’ll do the same to you.”
“Let me tell you, Shen Yaoyao and Zi Yue have been my women for a while now. Everything that happened today was orchestrated by me. Are you happy?”
“And the one who had passionate sex with Fan Ning’er while calling you—that was also me. You must have gotten hard listening, right?”
A mouthful of blood gushed from Chen Lin’s mouth, his face twisted in agony.
“Oh, right, I heard you came back to investigate your origins. In that case, I’d still be your stepfather, or Uncle Bai!”
As he spoke, Bai Jinghong took out his phone and opened a photo of him and Yan Man kissing in bed, displaying it before Chen Lin’s eyes!
“There, go in peace. I’ll take care of your mother. She’s very skilled, oh, I quite enjoy it. And she loves Forget-the-Kid Milk. I’ll make sure she drinks it often!”
Chen Lin’s eyes widened, despair causing tears to flow.
Bai Jinghong killed the body and destroyed the heart. Chen Lin died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.
“This is a graveyard, and it will be your grave too!”
Saying this, Bai Jinghong raised his gun, pointing it at Chen Lin’s head.
“I… am… not… willing!”
Chen Lin used all his remaining strength to utter these words.
“Bang bang bang bang bang!”
Bai Jinghong fired continuously, emptying his clip.
All the bullets struck Chen Lin’s head.
Red and white splattered everywhere. No protagonist halo could help him now.
A Generation’s War God had completely fallen!
Bai Jinghong tossed the pistol to a subordinate and looked toward the vast sea, letting out a cold snort.
“Gu Tianming, if you’re dead, then so be it. Even if you’re still alive, you still can’t escape the fate of death.”
“But it’s fine. The Hell Organization still exists. As long as it exists for another day, I’ll be displeased. I’ll wait for your next move!”
“Clean this up, withdraw!”
Bai Jinghong ordered.
The elites immediately sprang into action.
Shen Yaoyao and Zi Yue also came down. They could see Bai Jinghong was in a terrible mood, so they didn’t speak, just standing quietly to the side, waiting for him.
Bai Jinghong lit a cigarette. As he turned to leave, he subconsciously glanced again at a random memorial tombstone in front of him.
He felt the woman on that tombstone looked somewhat familiar.
Bai Jinghong stopped in his tracks, approached for a closer look, and studied it carefully.
“Ye Xiaonian? Who exactly is she?”
Ah Kun saw Bai Jinghong looking at that tombstone and felt somewhat secretly speechless.
It was indeed a coincidence. He hadn’t expected to see Ye Xiaonian’s tombstone here.
Ah Kun stepped forward and said cautiously, “Young Master, have you forgotten this Ye Xiaonian?”
Hearing Ah Kun’s words, Bai Jinghong was slightly stunned. “Should I remember her?”
Seeing Bai Jinghong’s expression, it seemed he truly had forgotten what happened back then.
“Young Master, to be precise, this Ye Xiaonian was arguably killed by you!”
This truly stunned Bai Jinghong.
“Killed by me?”
Ah Kun nodded. “You could say you indirectly killed her.”
“Young Master, four years ago on a rainy night, you and those other young masters came out of the Autumn Club, dead drunk!”
“On the way back, you saw a brother and sister selling flowers. The girl was this Ye Xiaonian!”
“At that time, you were drunk and took a liking to her, so you… you tried to drag her into the car.”
Bai Jinghong really had forgotten these events.
“And then?” Bai Jinghong asked.
“Then… then that Ye Xiaonian refused, broke free, and ran. In the chaos, she was hit and killed by a speeding car!”
“Damn? That’s so ridiculous? How do I not remember any of this?” Bai Jinghong was also speechless.
Ah Kun nodded again. “That’s how it was.”
“At that time, when Ye Xiaonian’s older brother saw what happened, while we were distracted, he rushed up and punched you. Then Young Master Li Ze had people arrest him.”
“As for what happened after, I only heard that Ye Xiaonian’s older brother was sent to a prison in Nanyang under various charges.”
“That prison was called something like ‘Black Prison.’ The people locked up there aren’t ordinary figures. I estimate Ye Xiaonian’s older brother has already died in prison by now!”
Bai Jinghong listened, feeling dazed and disoriented.
This plotline… why did it sound so familiar!
Bai Jinghong pointed at the inscription on the tombstone. “And Ye Xiaonian’s older brother is this guy named Ye Chen?”
“Yes!” Ah Kun nodded.
“Damn, something’s not right!” Bai Jinghong gave a wry smile. “Ye Chen, a name straight out of the protagonist template. Could this fucking be a prison-escape revenge stream protagonist…”
