After rejecting my celebrity husband

Chapter 1706 - 1710: But You’re Bleeding

Bang!

The bullet shot out of the gun, striking Leng Zimo’s body directly.

"Zimo?!"

Jiao Yang shouted urgently.

"Go quickly!" Leng Zimo turned around and pushed him off the airplane.

Bang!

Luo Ke fired a second shot, hitting Leng Zimo’s back. Leng Zimo staggered and fell off the airplane.

"Leng Zimo?!"

Jiao Yang rushed over, catching hold of him.

"Sir!"

Several subordinates had also hurried to the plane.

Seeing the situation turning bad, Luo Ke quickly dashed over, jumped into the cockpit, and lifted the airplane.

Several underlings fired rapidly, bullets clanging against the airplane’s body, and two hit the windshield, only leaving a white streak.

This airplane was fully modified, and ordinary bullets couldn’t pierce it.

Separated by the glass, Luo Ke looked at the shrinking figures on the ground, grinning with immense satisfaction.

"Leng Zimo, we’ll meet again!"

In the air, he turned the airplane, swiftly heading toward the valley ahead on the diagonal.

"Give me the gun!"

Leng Zimo roared, grabbing a rifle from one of his men, aiming slowly at the fuel tank, pulling the trigger.

The bullet whistled out, hitting the helicopter’s body, but couldn’t penetrate the steel plates.

"Where’s the big gun!" Leng Zimo yelled furiously, "Didn’t I tell you to get the big gun?!"

"Sir!"

A subordinate holding Mo Bei quickly ran over, handing him a portable rocket launcher.

Leng Zimo braced himself, took the rocket launcher, aimed at the distant helicopter in mid-air, and grimly pulled the trigger.

Whoosh!

The rocket blasted out of the launcher, tracing a fiery path through the air, aimed at the helicopter.

Inside the helicopter, Luo Ke saw the fire reflected on the glass, his dark green eyes quickly narrowing.

Turning around, he sprung out of the cockpit at maximum speed, dashing toward the cabin door and leaping out forcefully.

The rocket pierced the sturdy steel plates, directly entered the fuel tank, and exploded with a thunderous boom, like a massive firework blooming in the sky, scattering the helicopter into countless burning fragments.

Leng Zimo exhaled, slumping tiredly to the ground.

"Jiao Yang!"

Mo Bei also hurried over, rushing to Jiao Yang’s side, supporting his arm.

"Brother Cheang?!"

Two subordinates quickly ran to Cheang Xiao’s side.

Cheang Xiao had already cut open the wound on his arm with a knife, squeezing out the poisonous blood, tying a strip torn from his shirt tightly around his arm. His forehead was drenched in cold sweat, his teeth clenched tightly.

"Cheang Xiao?!" Leng Zimo also climbed up from the ground, quickly rushing to Cheang Xiao’s side, "Are you alright?"

"Poisoned!" Cheang Xiao replied weakly.

In the sky, several helicopters approached.

"Quick, lift him onto the helicopter, to the hospital!"

Leng Zimo ordered loudly.

Several subordinates swiftly lifted Cheang Xiao onto the helicopter, medical personnel rushed over, altogether lifting Cheang Xiao onto the helicopter, transporting him to the nearest hospital while radioing for the serum. The doctor gave him a quick injection of an antidote they carried with them.

"Leng Zimo!" Jiao Yang staggered over, grabbing Leng Zimo’s arm, "Are you okay."

"I’m fine." Leng Zimo turned his face, giving him a reassuring smile, "I’m wearing a bulletproof vest."

Jiao Yang frowned at the bloodstains on his white shirt, "But you’re bleeding?!"