Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 901 - 904: Huanhuan’s Premature Birth, If She Dies, I Die 4

In unbearable pain, she bit down hard on Gu Shaocheng. Indeed, it felt much better, mainly because it was psychologically satisfying.

The man she dared not provoke, who would only swear at in private to vent her anger, was now hers to take revenge on in broad daylight. The thought alone excited her immensely.

Alright, forgive her for still having the mood to think about venting her anger at this time.

She opened her eyes, her vision blurred by tears; she was indeed in pain and also filled with fear.

On one side was her baby about to be born, and on the other side was her husband amidst the gunfire, afraid that the early birth of the baby might complicate things, and terrified of what she’d do if Baihao got hurt!

In fact, at this moment, she truly yearned for Baihao to be by her side, and not Chenxing or the demon Gu.

Inhale... exhale...

Amidst panting and struggling, Nan Baihao was outside changing ammunition. Suddenly, there was a burst of flames, the container in front blew open, groups of people quickly fled from inside, and those who were slow were directly blown to pieces. Wang Yuanyuan had no idea what was happening and didn’t wait to secure the rocket launcher before leaping out of the car.

Her arrogance didn’t last ten minutes before she felt a wave of heat chasing her, as if it was about to swallow her whole.

At this time, a man in his twenties emerged triumphantly from the flames. Crimson Shadow quickly retreated, opening the car door, and said to the driver, "Move over, I’ll drive!"

Before the driver had a second to react, he was kicked to the passenger seat, and the next second, the man was in the driver’s seat, the car door snapping shut.

The movement was done in one fluid motion.

Releasing the handbrake, pressing the clutch, and stepping on the gas pedal all the way down, he didn’t care about Nan Baihao or the other bodyguards outside; he just said, "Sir, brace yourself!"

Then, following an eerie trajectory, he swerved past the two cars in front, heading straight towards the container still ablaze, now turned into scrap metal.

Had the car not been of good quality, it is unknown how it would have leapt over.

The original driver in the passenger seat was already quite skilled, but now as he watched Crimson Shadow maneuver the car, it was as if man and machine were fused into one; his eyes instantly filled with admiration and excitement.

This protector by the gentleman’s side, who usually sat there playing phone games, aloof and emotionless, and childishly fond of chewing lollipops, many said he was just for show. They didn’t understand why the master would keep such a loafer around. Only now did they realize that a true expert always maintains a low profile.

In the vehicle, apart from Huanhuan’s wailing, it was Chenxing’s guiding voice.

Nan Baihao watched the car drive away but didn’t follow in retreat; instead, he continued to fight, leading the remaining men to the very front car, shouting at the driver: "What are you sitting there stupidly for? Follow and protect the boss, are you an idiot? Do I have to instruct everything before you act?"

In his earpiece, his voice was ear-splitting: "Group A, Group B, follow me, leave the rest here to stop these bastards, don’t let anyone go!"

Someone in the earpiece said, "What if there are more ambushes ahead, the protection for the sir with only Group A and B won’t be enough!"

Nan Baihao swore, "Damn!"

Leng Tong’s voice came through the earpiece: "Group C, follow me!"