383: Chapter 383 Blood Ties

Han Jingyang and his group heard a commotion and turned around at the same time, just in time to see a BMW SUV roaring toward them from the distance.

It was moving extremely fast.

It was clearly flooring the accelerator.

It was intent on running all five of them down.

"Quick, dodge!"

The four of them moved in unison.

Yang Jinyuan grabbed Yang Yujie and rolled to the side.

Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing rushed toward Han Jingyang, pulling him to the other side.

However, their reaction was a split second too slow, and the BMW was moving too fast.

Was this the end?

Han Jingyang watched the speeding BMW, feeling almost desperate.

However, just as the car was about five meters away, its front left tire suddenly burst with a "bang." The speeding BMW instantly lost control, fishtailed, grazed past the five of them, and slammed heavily into the pillar at the entrance of the Xinyi Group headquarters. It turned into a pile of scrap metal instantly, and the driver in the seat was turned into pulp.

Having survived the disaster, Han Jingyang looked down at the peace buckle in his arms; the spiritual energy inside had diminished by more than half.

Clearly, the "Turning Misfortune into Blessing" skill had taken effect again.

The items he had appraised were truly overpowered.

Their attributes and skills were simply unreasonable—just strong, invincible.

Otherwise, at least two of the five of them would definitely have died in that fatal collision today.

This was murder.

Committing murder at a previous crime scene.

The perpetrator's actions could no longer be explained by mere boldness; they had gone insane.

Fortunately, they were unharmed. If something had actually happened to them, the authorities would have dug three feet into the ground to find the killer.

This wasn't just a typical provocation; it was a slap in the face and a public defecation on the relevant authorities.

But he was still extremely furious.

Yang Zhixiao must die!

He must die immediately!

Today!

Before nightfall!

Han Jingyang took a deep breath and walked toward the scene, stopping a panicked female employee: "What happened here?"

"A group of thugs rushed in and killed many people. They also... they also kidnapped our Chairman."

"Kidnapped?"

"Yes, kidnapped. Only... only our Chairman is still alive."

"Thank you. Be careful recently. You might have some unexpected wealth coming your way; handle it properly, don't spend it recklessly." Han Jingyang turned and left after saying this.

Back in the car, he plucked a hair from Yang Yujie's head and took out a compass.

"Name: Qing Dynasty Guangxu Period Sophora Root Carved compass."

"Grade: Seventh Grade."

"Attribute: Seeking People +1."

"Skill: Bloodline Connection."

This item wasn't high-grade, and its attributes were practically non-existent. The skill was decent but could only be used once—it was definitely a disposable product, the kind you could throw away after use, because without this skill, the compass had no practical value.

Although it could be used again once the item had absorbed enough Qi, the efficiency was too slow; the next use would be about ten years away.

By that time, he would be fully equipped with first, second, and third-grade items; anything below fifth grade wouldn't even catch his eye.

But it was perfect for now.

Exactly what was needed.

Han Jingyang pinched Yang Yujie's hair and held it upright directly above the compass.

He silently activated the "Bloodline Connection" skill.

The next second, white Qi emerged from the compass, engulfing Yang Yujie's dark hair.

The Qi swirled, and the needle spun.

A moment later, the white Qi slowly condensed into a white figure, whose clothing style and aura were almost identical to Yang Yujie's.

The little white figure looked around for a moment, then jumped and ran across the face of the compass, like a little girl playing hopscotch.

After running around the dial for a lap and a half, it suddenly leaped into the Heaven Pool, stood next to the needle, and began pushing it.

The little figure pushed with great effort, but the needle finally moved.

After pushing the needle about twenty degrees, it stopped. The little figure pointed in the direction of the needle, then dove into it and disappeared.

The compass needle locked onto the southwest direction; no matter how the compass was turned, the needle always pointed in that direction.

How amazing!

Han Jingyang had seen too many skill effects, but seeing such a cute scene, he couldn't help but smile knowingly.

It was truly very cute.

Shi Xiaoya and Liu Jing also exclaimed in unison: "This little figure is so fun."

"Too cute, I really want one."

"It's like a little pet; it must feel great to hold in your hand."

"Hubby, will there be little figures like this in the future?"

Han Jingyang shook his head: "Drive. Let's go find them."

Shi Xiaoya immediately fastened her seatbelt, started the car, and asked: "Hubby, what is the mission objective this time? Rescue?"

Han Jingyang said coldly: "Two objectives: rescue and kill. First, rescue Yang Zhizhong, then kill Yang Zhixiao."

In fact, killing Yang Zhixiao was more important in his heart.

This was the second time he had developed a lethal intent toward Yang Zhixiao.

He had never hated anyone this much before; even Zhang Dahai and He Dingkun were not quite on this level.

Yet this Yang Zhixiao had successfully infuriated him.

If he didn't kill Yang Zhixiao, he wouldn't be able to sleep.

Yang Zhixiao!

Must die!

The car drove at high speed in the direction the needle pointed, and soon locked onto the target.

Shi Xiaoya used binoculars and a real-time map to scout: "Hubby, it's a vacation resort. It was just built not long ago and hasn't officially opened for business yet. I checked, and the legal representative is a man named Yang Xin. The registered capital is five million. Other information is currently unclear."

"What about the terrain and landscape?"

"There is only one road to the resort from here, and the terrain is quite dangerous. No matter how we approach, it will be easy to be discovered."

Han Jingyang took a deep breath: "Charge in!"

"Charge in?"

"Yes, charge in. Whoever dares to block us, just hit them!"

Shi Xiaoya didn't say anything. She slammed on the accelerator, and the car shot out like a hunting beast with a "roar."

Soon, they saw a group of people standing in the middle of the road, and four cars parked across the road to block the way.

Shi Xiaoya stared at the man-made roadblock and asked: "Hubby, what should we do?"

"Stop the car."

Facing such a roadblock, their civilian vehicle couldn't rush through at all, and it might even cause injury to their own people.

Shi Xiaoya performed a stylish drift, turned around, and parked steadily on the side of the road.

Han Jingyang said to Liu Jing and Yang Jinyuan: "You two stay in the car, watch the vehicle, and watch over Xiaojie."

At this moment, Yang Yujie, who had been dazed, opened her eyes and hurriedly sat up: "I want to go too."

Shi Xiaoya also spoke up: "Let them go together. We don't have many people to begin with. If we split into two groups, we won't be able to provide support if there's real danger."

Han Jingyang stared into Yang Yujie's eyes for a few seconds. Seeing the little girl's determined gaze, he didn't say anything more. He pulled a jade-carved peace buckle from his pocket and beckoned to Yang Yujie.

Yang Jinyuan stepped up to him.

He directly put the peace buckle on the little girl's neck and lifted her long ponytail to straighten it: "Follow us closely."

After saying this, he pushed the door open and got out.

Shi Xiaoya, Liu Jing, Yang Jinyuan, and Yang Yujie also piled out.

A person walked out from the blocking convoy, wearing a white martial arts uniform and holding a black longsword: "Private property, no entry without permission. Leave immediately."

Han Jingyang gave Shi Xiaoya a look.

Shi Xiaoya didn't say a word; she drew her katana and rushed over.

The person was fast.

The blade was even faster.

Before she even arrived, a sharp humming sound arrived first.

Then, the bright blade light headed straight for the person in the white martial arts uniform.

The person in the white martial arts uniform sneered: "Woman, this is not a place you should come to..."

As he spoke, he raised his sword to block.

"Clang—"