Shocking! A haughty and arrogant older sister was relentlessly pinned against a wall by a cold and a

The memories contain not only the original owner's experiences, but also a lot of information about this world.

For example, Ye Jingke's identity, how to use a handgun, the law, money, and other random things.

Cheng Ai tore off a small piece of the bed sheet, bit her finger, and drew a simple talisman on it.

She tossed the talisman into the air, and it spontaneously combusted without wind, emitting a pale blue halo.

Seeing this, Cheng Ai breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she still had enough spiritual power; otherwise, she might not have been able to overcome the tribulation her master had mentioned.

Of course, none of that matters.

If the talisman on Ye Jingke's chest doesn't work, wouldn't he have ruined the reputation of Qingyun Temple?

However, that man is a seven-time Golden Horse Award winner, so he must have good connections. She might as well get on his good side, which would make it easier for her to return to the entertainment industry and get revenge on Cheng Baoni and Hao Jian.

As for why Ye Jingke is here and has been targeted by assassins, that remains to be seen.

This was completely outside Cheng Ai's consideration, since those things had nothing to do with her.

At two in the morning, the hospital was quiet, with only the occasional soft snoring of patients in their sleep.

"Bang bang bang... bang bang..."

Suddenly, gunshots rang out, piercing the desolate night and breaking the silence.

Looking down at the several shadowy figures moving about below, Cheng Ai narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Heh, they've finally arrived. I thought we'd have to wait until dawn."

She took a deep breath, walked out of the ward, and climbed up to the rooftop in the dark, entering the ventilation duct.

It wasn't that Cheng Ai had masochistic tendencies, but rather that the building had lost power, the top floor stairwell was blocked, and this was the only way to escape.

On the other side, Ye Jingke hid in the corner of the inpatient department wall, his legs pressed tightly against the wall, listening carefully to the sounds around him, his thick eyebrows furrowed, his face solemn.

He ran out of bullets in just ten minutes.

The other side came prepared. If we can't reunite with the people outside as soon as possible, we might really be doomed here.

Ye Jingke gritted his teeth, his eyes resolute. Since there was no other way out, he would fight to the death!

Just then, a series of light footsteps came from behind.

He turned his head abruptly and saw several guns pointed at him; his heart sank instantly.

Ye Jingke tossed aside the gun that was out of bullets, clapped his hands, and raised an eyebrow approvingly, "Not bad, your style of doing things is indeed somewhat similar to mine."

Immediately afterwards, he leisurely straightened his cuffs and said sarcastically, "Hurry up and come out, Su Qi. I'm in such a sorry state, it wouldn't be like you if you didn't take the opportunity to make sarcastic remarks!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the men in black in front of him stepped aside to make way for a tall and slender figure who slowly walked over.

Su Qi wore sunglasses, covering most of her face, revealing only her thin, beautiful lips and gracefully shaped jawline.

He stopped in front of Ye Jingke, his tone steady but full of sarcasm, "I never expected that the dignified President Ye and Movie Emperor Ye would actually pretend to be in a mental hospital just to save his life. I really underestimated you before."

Ye Jingke snorted coldly, making no attempt to hide his contempt for him. "That's called being a wise man when things are going well. What do you know, you shameless plastic surgery addict?"

"Sigh!" Su Qi sighed softly, then chuckled coldly, "Do you know that speaking to me in that tone will only hasten your demise?"

As he spoke, he pulled out a gun, pointed it at Ye Jingke's head, and arrogantly raised his chin. "Are you scared? Kneel down and beg me, and maybe I can leave you a whole corpse!"

Ye Jingke didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, coldly uttering the word "dream".

Even now, he has not given up the idea of ​​survival.

There was a wall next to him, and if he peeked out, he would be shot by the assassins hiding in the bushes.

Therefore, only the tree to the left front can be used.

However, the distance is too far, and I'm not entirely confident at all!

"Impressive!" Su Qi exclaimed in amazement, a cold glint flashing in his eyes behind his glasses. "Even in dire straits, he didn't forget to analyze escape routes."

He pushed up his glasses, his gaze deep and intense. "Unfortunately, I won't give you any more chances to turn things around! From now on, I am Ye Jingke, and Shengding International and its assets are all mine. As for you, you're nothing but a lost soul in a mental hospital."

After saying that, he pulled the trigger.

With a crisp sound, the bullet shot out of the barrel at high speed.

Even though Ye Jingke knew he couldn't avoid it, he still tried his best to dodge to the side in order to ensure that he could successfully avoid the vital points.

However, the expected pain did not come. He was stunned for a moment, turned his head in confusion, and then noticed the bullet hole in the wall.

Seeing this scene, not only Ye Jingke, but also the men in black holding guns were astonished.

"Is this for real? The bullet hit his chest and bounced off?"

"Big Brother's marksmanship is always very accurate, he shouldn't miss."

"How strange! Did that kid hide a steel plate in his clothes?"

Su Qi frowned and fired several more shots, but the bullets still didn't penetrate the wall, leaving uneven marks.

Hearing the sound, Ye Jingke snapped back to reality. He glanced deeply at the bullet hole and quickly ran away.

Su Qi was stunned for a moment, then immediately chased after him frantically, shouting, "Quickly grab him! We can't let him leave the mental hospital alive!"

As the tree drew closer, Ye Jingke pulled out his grappling hook, secured it to the trunk, pushed off the ground with both feet, and leaped into the air, using the momentum to jump onto a higher branch.

Gunfire erupted throughout, but the bullets seemed to be possessed, unable to harm him no matter how many times they were fired.

After Ye Jingke steadied himself, he realized that his chest felt a little hot.

He tore open his clothes, and in the moonlight, he could clearly see the bloodstains on his chest glowing.

Wasn't this something Cheng Ai accidentally brushed against while pretending to be crazy?

Could it be that my being unshot has something to do with her?

Gunfire continued. Ye Jingke didn't linger. He quickly jumped to another tree and, using the dense foliage as cover, safely escaped to the outside of the mental hospital's wall.

As soon as I landed, a black sedan sped up to me.

The moment Ye Jingke sat in the passenger seat, the burning sensation in his chest suddenly intensified.

Immediately afterwards, the car was engulfed by a huge fireball.

Su Qi led his men in black over, and after witnessing everything, he burst into laughter, "Hahaha, Ye Jingke... this car was already bombed by my men... even if you were possessed by a god, you can't escape... hahaha..."

However, the next second, he saw two men emerge unharmed from the firelight.

Su Qi remained in the position of laughing with her mouth open, but she was frozen in place, unable to utter a sound for a long time.

The men in black around them were also incredibly shocked. Bullets were useless, but how come even bombs couldn't kill them?

Ye Jingke glanced at the dazed chief assistant Bai Jing, then looked down at his chest.

The bloodstains there were slowly fading, and the burning sensation was gradually subsiding.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, a sense of panic rising inexplicably in his heart.

Does the disappearance of bloodstains mean that the protective force will also dissipate?