?Reading on mobile phone Hundreds of meters away, Qin Yu stepped out from behind the bushes. Eight Zero E-book (txt02.com) Qin Feng’s voice, strong and clear, carried hundreds of meters, so not only Qin Yu but also the snipers stationed at the high ground heard it clearly. Qin Yu, confident that he didn’t possess Qin Feng’s abilities, simply pulled out his phone and, upon Qin Feng answering, said coldly, “Don’t get too proud. Your woman is tied to the tree stump. If you’re a man, go there and rescue her. I’ll give you three minutes. When the time runs out, I’ll order the shots. Will you really stand by and watch such a beautiful young woman turned into a honeycomb?” “As you wish. I’m going right now.” Qin Feng hung up and walked steadily toward her. Qin Yu's heart surged unexpectedly—there were no fewer than fifty bombs buried there, and their simultaneous explosion would generate immense destructive power. Whether it was one person or a hundred, they would all be obliterated. With a slightly trembling hand, he produced the remote control, waiting for Qin Feng to reach the central position. Qin Da, though not particularly swift, caused subtle changes in the soil beneath his feet as he moved—changes that Qin Yu could not perceive. The snipers, focusing their crosshairs on his head and chest, were unaware of these shifts. One by one, the buried bombs flew into his na戒, and as he walked steadily around, they were all carefully collected. Then he moved toward the tree stump. Qin Yu silently counted: three, two, one—let the explosion begin. He pressed the red button firmly, anticipating a thunderous blast, but to his surprise, nothing happened. How could that be? He pressed it again, then once more—still, nothing exploded. The problem was with the bomb—or with the remote control? Could it be that he had forgotten to install the batteries? He opened the back cover of the remote control and found two batteries lying quietly inside. Whether the issue lay with the bomb or the remote, he wouldn’t let Qin Feng leave alive. He picked up the handset and shouted, “All snipers, target Qin Feng—fire! My condition is that you use up every single bullet—don’t care whether he’s dead or not; use them all up!” Qin Feng had already untied the ropes around Wang Yujia and launched a smoke canister onto the ground, where a white mist began to rise. The snipers hadn’t even had time to engage their safety mechanisms when their target vanished. Still, several of them managed to fire based on memory of positions, and their bullets pierced through the mist. Inside, everyone had already evacuated. Qin Feng led Wang Xiaoniu into the small dining hall, gently patting her face and calling out, “Niu-niu, wake up! It’s time to get up and go to the bathroom!” Wang Yujia gently opened her eyes and, upon seeing him, beamed with joy. "Uncle, you truly saved me from the villains! I knew it would be like this—I'm so impressed, you're absolutely wonderful, mmm..." The young girl eagerly began to kiss him, and what could be more natural than that? Brother was also ready to give her a long, wet kiss to calm her nerves. After the long kiss, she stayed nestled in his arms, refusing to get up. "Yujia, you stay here and play while Uncle goes out to deal with the villains. Once they're taken care of, I'll come back to join you," he said. Though she didn't want him to leave, she nodded politely. "I'll be waiting for you, Uncle, but please don't keep me waiting too long!" Outside, Qin Yu ordered a sniper to move in close and conduct a reconnaissance, to find out exactly what had happened to Qin Feng. He chose this sniper because while everyone else was uncertain whether they had hit their target, this one was confident—stating not only that he had hit the target, but that the shot had struck a vital area, and that it was not just one shot. He was about to regret it deeply. If only he had known it would turn out this way, he wouldn’t have boasted so much. In his mind, no one could have survived such a dense barrage of attacks—when it came time for rewards, he was certain he’d be the one to walk away with the largest share. He set down his sniper rifle, drew out his sidearm, and moved quietly toward the scene. By then, the smoke had mostly cleared, and he was scanning the ground intently, searching for bodies. Suddenly, a voice came from behind him: “What are you looking for?” As he turned to reply, a sudden chill ran down his neck, followed by a gushing spurt of blood as if it had erupted from his body. He clutched his neck with both hands, but couldn’t prevent himself from collapsing and dying on the spot. The remaining sniper immediately reacted and fired. Hush… A cool breeze swept through, causing several snipers to blink in surprise. Without realizing it, they all closed their eyes. When they opened them again, a figure was already racing swiftly toward the south. They swiftly turned their rifles and began aiming. The scene they were now seeing was entirely conjured by Jin Tingmu. At another location, Qin Feng pressed his dagger against Qin Yu's neck, the latter's legs trembling—this time, his fear was stronger than when Hou Bao had nearly killed him. "Qin Feng," pleaded Qin Yu, "considering your father has taken care of me for over a decade, will you spare my life?" He continued, "From now on, I'll never bother you again. Please forgive a small offense—let me go, and show me mercy." Qin Daxiao coldly replied, "Are you dreaming? You've tried to kill me several times, and you've even targeted people close to me. How can I possibly let you go?" Qin Yu dropped to his knees, saying, "I'm truly sorry. Will you forgive me this time? As long as you release me, whatever you wish—I'll do it. Honestly, I'm married to the deputy head of the Tian Li Sect. She holds me in high regard. No matter what you ask, she'll surely agree." Qin Da looked at him with deep intent, speaking with a tone of disdain: "I never thought it possible—given your slender build, you could even serve as a partner to someone. Your master's taste is truly demanding. Are you sure she's a normal person?" Qin Yu blushed and stammered: "You don't know, our master has a particular fondness for young men—she likes the younger, the more youthful. However, most young men, though physically young, lack the stamina and skill to satisfy her. I'm different—I'm young, yet strong and vigorous, and every time I perform, she's completely delighted, calling out with excitement!" Man, she really is a high standard. How is it possible that someone like this could have become the master? It's already unusual that a woman holds such a position—especially one with such an unorthodox personal life. Surely, the Tian Li Sect must have someone who can handle this. Qin Feng smiled: "If you want to survive, then tell me everything you know. Perhaps, when I'm in a good mood, I'll let you off with a warning." "I'll tell you everything." Qin Yu is naturally a soft-spoken man. Even without severe interrogation, he's already spilled everything—like water pouring out of a bamboo tube—revealing all he knows, including the details of how he's been sleeping with the Master each time. When he reached the most exciting part, he grew animated and said, "Qin Feng, as long as you set me free, I'll wipe out all our past grievances. I'll personally advocate for you before the Master, making sure you're always well-treated and well-liked!"