Hades, the Urban Legend

Chapter 495: Chapter 495: "Tututut"

Two modified Jeep Wranglers in camouflage color were moving forward. Each car had two black-clad kidnappers standing on it, besides the driver. One kidnapper held a rocket launcher, while the other wielded a Gatling gun known for its world-shattering destructive power. They were clearly intent on turning Yang Chen and his car into fragments.

Yang Chen seemed oblivious, taking his time to finish inputting a number on his phone. Only after pressing the call button did he look up with a smile. Seeing that the two Jeeps were now only about a hundred meters away, he raised his rifle.

The black-clad men on the Jeeps, having undergone rigorous military training, were extremely vigilant despite having the upper hand. The Jeeps began to move in erratic curves to avoid being accidentally hit by Yang Chen, while the attackers on board had already started pulling the triggers of their weapons.

"Boom! Boom!"

Smoke rose as two rocket launches sounded like small missiles, leaving a white-red burning trail as they accurately shot towards Yang Chen and the Bentley simultaneously!

"Tutututututu," the continuous barrage of bullets made it impossible to distinguish whether they were fired by Yang Chen or by the frantic Gatling gun of the black-clad men!

The crazed fire from the Gatling gun starkly contrasted with the weak flicker from Yang Chen's rifle.

Inside the Bentley, Goodman dared not look outside. He sobbed with a headache, wanting to run but feeling utterly powerless.

The Stern siblings clinked their glasses and sipped red wine, completely oblivious to the battle raging outside.

Lin Ruoxi, sitting in the front passenger seat, saw the fierce confrontation outside clearly in the rearview mirror. When she saw the two rockets aimed at their car and Yang Chen, her heart leapt to her throat. If not for her strong psychological resilience, an ordinary woman might have fainted.

"Damn you, Yang Chen! You said not to worry, but how is this any different from reporting?!"

In the midst of the explosive situation, the black-clad men behind the Gatling guns suddenly stopped their attack, and the drivers of the two Jeeps slumped in their seats. The cars lost control and started veering off in different directions!

The two kidnappers with the rocket launchers looked down in confusion, only to find their companions with bullet holes in their foreheads, red and white matter splattered out.

Simultaneously, the rockets, which were about to hit Yang Chen and the Bentley, exploded about twenty or thirty meters away!

"How is this possible?" One of the black-clad men muttered in French, unwilling to believe that the lone man standing not far away had precisely killed his companions and somehow caused the rockets to explode mid-air.

As the rockets exploded in the air, two bullets shot through the flames and hit the fuel tanks of the driverless Jeeps.

"Boom! Boom!"

Without giving the remaining two men much time to think, the Jeeps exploded into fireballs from the fuel tank explosions, sending even the rolling tires flying into the sky.

The two black-clad men let out agonizing screams as their bodies were engulfed in flames. They jumped from the cars, but the fire ignited by the gasoline was too much for them to endure. The two "human torches" didn't struggle for long before they died on the riverbank.

After dealing with the pursuers, Yang Chen spoke a few words into his phone before hanging up. He then threw his rifle into the Seine River, watching it trace a high arc before plunging into the water.

Having finished these tasks, Yang Chen returned to the car, leisurely took a cigarette from his coat pocket, and lit it with the car's lighter. He took a satisfying drag, licked his lips with pleasure, and started the car to continue on their journey.

Inside the car, Goodman sat holding his head for a while. Realizing he was unharmed, he raised his head in confusion, looked at the situation outside, then glanced at the Stern siblings sitting opposite him, and asked, "What... what just happened?"

Alice, caressing her brother's cheek, laughed and said, "Mr. Goodman, you looked just like a penguin just now, it was adorable. Those people were killed by Mr. Yang, didn't you realize?"

"What?" Goodman opened his mouth in disbelief. Being teased by the mischievous siblings made him painfully aware of how embarrassed he had been, causing his face to flush red as he pretended to be composed, "Well, it's fortunate, really fortunate. It's good that everyone is safe."

Meanwhile, Yang Chen, driving for a while, sensed something was off. Turning his head, he saw Lin Ruoxi's pale face, her eyes coldly fixed on him. In the darkness, her expression sent chills down his spine.

"My dear wife, what's with that look? Did I do something wrong again?" Yang Chen frowned, thinking he had reported the situation earlier. Could something have gone wrong?

Lin Ruoxi didn't respond, turning her head to look out the window, retreating into her usual silence.

Feeling frustrated, Yang Chen held the cigarette with his left hand, leaned against the window, and steered with his right hand. He occasionally glanced at Lin Ruoxi, realizing she was giving him the silent treatment again, which made his headache worse.

Being all the way in Paris, and still not talking to him like back home, where at least they had Wang Ma and Zhenxiu to keep things from getting too boring. Here, with just the two of them, staring silently at each other was unbearable.

After a long sigh, Yang Chen laughed dryly at himself. Glancing at Lin Ruoxi from the corner of his eye and seeing she was still ignoring him, he started to mutter to himself, "I know you're upset with me for doing something so nerve-wracking again. Even though you think I'm reckless and dangerous, I always have a plan. I'd never let anything happen to you. I'm such a lecherous guy; how could I ever bear to lose you, right?"

Lin Ruoxi seemed to hear nothing, her gaze fixed on the dark and blurry night scene outside the window. The car was still winding through a path in the forest, with nothing but the black forest in sight.

Unable to get a response, Yang Chen continued his chatter, "When we came here this afternoon, I took a look at their equipment. Their rifles are G36s made by the German HK company, which are currently among the most advanced automatic rifles in the world. Their uniforms seem specially made, not official combat gear, indicating they are from a highly sophisticated private terrorist organization. Such organizations are deadly serious once they make a move, and I'm really curious about their ultimate goal.

Oh, by the way, when we rushed out of the warehouse earlier, I didn't open the door properly on purpose. I saw that there were explosive devices installed on the door. Without knowing the password, touching the door would trigger an explosion. The best way was to detonate the door with bullets and then use the car's speed to create airflow to avoid the flames and dash through, which probably scared you.

These guys are seasoned combat veterans. Though I don't know their background, they were wise enough to avoid rushing into the dark warehouse, choosing to stay outside since we couldn't do anything from inside. But they didn't expect us to charge out like that, so they had to give chase in their cars. Since we got out, we couldn't just leave the other captured people behind. As Stern mentioned, they heard other people being held when they were kidnapped, likely nobles and wealthy individuals attending the Paris Fashion Week."

At this point, Yang Chen finally saw Lin Ruoxi turn her face towards him. Although she remained expressionless, at least she was looking at him.

Yang Chen grinned, "Guess who I called just now?"

Lin Ruoxi slightly shook her head. Though still angry, she was curious about what Yang Chen had done.

"I called the police," Yang Chen said, taking a drag from his cigarette and blowing the smoke out the window. "We can't take all these people back ourselves. I told the police I saw the kidnappers holding people in a warehouse by the river and asked them to come rescue them. Though I didn't give my name or address, they must have heard the gunshots and explosions and will definitely come. I've dealt with all the bad guys, so those captured people are safe now. They can just wait to be rescued."

Hearing this, a trace of concern flashed in Lin Ruoxi's eyes. She couldn't help but say, "Won't the police trace the call back to you?"

Yang Chen felt relieved that she finally spoke and smiled, "Don't worry, I used a satellite phone, not a regular number. The police won't trace it quickly, and by the time they do, I'll probably be back home. Besides, I didn't do anything wrong; we were rescuing people."

Lin Ruoxi nodded, suddenly realizing she was talking to Yang Chen again. Her face turned red. She had meant to give him the silent treatment to express her displeasure, so she quickly added, "Don't think explaining everything makes it okay. You always do these scary things without considering the feelings of those around you."

Yang Chen sighed, "If you asked, I'd definitely explain. But there wasn't time; they were already shooting and firing rockets at us. I couldn't just explain everything before acting, right?"

Lin Ruoxi reluctantly agreed with this logic, finally letting out a huff to cover her embarrassment.

Yang Chen found his wife's embarrassed expression adorable and, unable to resist, reached over and lightly touched her cheek.