Transmigrated into a Book and Became a Spoiled Antagonist

Chapter 117: Failure

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

As Fu Siye’s life and death were at stake, Mu Hui gritted her teeth and sped up her movements. After stabilizing the last bomb, she exclaimed in surprise, “It’s done!”

Fu Siye could not hold on any longer. He was about to fall, but in order to prevent Mu Hui from getting hurt, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to control himself so that Mu Hui could get down safely.

Mu Hui saw that Fu Siye’s entire leg was soaked in blood, and his face was very pale. She was so worried that her eyes were red.

“I’m fine”

Fu Siye comforted her softly, but his voice was a little weak. He had lost too much blood.

“Boss, we’re almost out of bombs!”

“All of you, retreat to the glass space!” shouted Mu Hui loudly.

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That place was definitely the strongest place in the tunnel. It was unlikely for it to collapse so easily.

Mu Hui retreated closest to the glass space and fired a shot at the bomb that she taped to the top of the tunnel. After that, she immediately pulled Fu Siye onto the ground.

“Bang!”

A loud sound was heard and a hole soon appeared at the top of the tunnel. Although it was not very big, it was enough for one person to pass through.

The black-robed men seemed to have seen through their plan and sped up the pace of their attacks. If this continued, they would not be able to leave alive.

“Miss Mu, take the CEO and leave first. We brothers will guard the rear!”

These men were all people who had followed Fu Siye through life and death. They had long put their lives at risk, but they had one similar conviction and that was to protect their master.

There were only five of them left including Mu Hui. It was impossible for all of them to leave safely.

In the end, two of his men had to hold them off first. They used the pile of soil that had just been blown up as cover while the other man helped Mu Hui and Fu Siye to leave.

Mu Hui went up first and stood on the shoulder of a larger man. She climbed up to the ground as fast as she could. However, the man’s shoulder and abdomen had been hit by a lot of bullets. He could not help but vomit blood all over his face.

He was relying completely on his willpower to hold on. He stared at Fu Siye with his eyes wide open and roared loudly. He hugged Fu Siye and used all of his strength to lift him up.

Meanwhile, Mu Hui was lying on the ground. She leaned half of her body into the ground and grabbed Fu Siye’s hand to pull him up.

At this moment, a few bullets were shot at Fu Siye. Another subordinate who was covering him opened his arms and used his body to block the bullets for Fu Siye!

Fu Siye’s eyes were bloodshot when he saw all of this.

“CEO, go!”

The last man, who had a bomb strapped to his body, died together with all the black-robed men who rushed over after Fu Siye escaped!

When Mu Hui and Fu Siye finally came out of the ground, they did not dare to stay any longer. Mu Hui dragged the heavily injured Fu Siye and met up with Miao Yi and the others.

After they met up, they realized that Miao Yi was also heavily injured. Lu Yichen immediately fainted. Of the hundreds of people that they brought with them, only about thirty were left!

It was without a doubt that they had suffered heavy casualties and had lost completely.

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It had been two days since Fu Siye woke up from his coma, but at least he was out of danger. Miao Yi asked Mu Hui what to do next. Mu Hui was also very confused. She covered her face in pain. Those people were too powerful, and there were so many of them. They were a little disheartened after losing a battle.

Just as Mu Hui was about to buy some food for Fu Siye, she suddenly fainted as if she had been bitten by a mosquito. This all happened before she even reached the entrance of the hospital.

When she woke up again, she realized that she was in a basement. There were all kinds of torture instruments around her, as well as the pungent smell of rust and blood.

“You’re awake?”

Mu Hui looked at the source of the voice. It was an old man with white hair. He was wearing a tang suit. He looked at Mu Hui with a deep and fierce gaze.

“Are you Mu Hui?”

The old man’s hoarse voice was filled with a strong murderous aura.

“Yes.”

Mu Hui was not afraid.