Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

Wednesday morning.

The sky was overcast, and a fine drizzle fell. Thick clouds obscured the light, and although it was already 5:30 in the morning, not a single ray of light could be seen outside the window, while the entire villa was brightly lit.

"Moon, slow down!" Nuohan followed behind the girl who was running downstairs in a panic, afraid that she would fall down the stairs in her haste.

The girl, who usually spends half an hour in bed resetting her brain after waking up, jumped out of bed for the first time when her alarm rang at four in the morning. She got dressed, washed up, and pounded on the door of her neighbor, Nuohan, urging him to get up quickly.

Despite the continuous rain outside, it didn't dampen the girl's spirits at all. "Are you ready? When do we leave?"

This is the Nth time she's asked this since she woke up.

"Have breakfast first. I'll have someone move the gifts over there. We'll take off promptly at 6:30!" Nuohan pulled out a dining chair, pulled her in with his large hand, and placed a spoon in her hand. "Eat quickly so we can leave quickly!"

"It's drizzling today, will that have any impact? Is the route confirmed? Will there be any mishaps along the way?" Yao Gongyue asked, stirring the porridge with a spoon. Even the servants serving her could feel the lady's intense excitement.

“It won’t affect anything. We’ll fly to northern Myanmar first, enter China via a land border, and then transfer to a direct flight to Beijing!” The man peeled an egg, placed it on her plate, and then answered.

"Mmm! Thank you, Nuohan!" She smiled sweetly, from the bottom of her heart.

The closer she got to home, the more apprehensive she became. The closer it got to the moment of departure, the more nervous, uneasy, and anxious she felt.

Outside the villa, there was a wide, flat area, with guards standing at attention with guns at their sides, maintaining a tight security. The pilot was already in the cockpit, ready to go. Everything was ready, just waiting for the young captain to give the order.

Nohan had already cultivated his own power base. This mercenary group was entirely under his control. Although it operated under the name of Yangon Security Company, its formidable strength was no less than that of any regular army in Southeast Asia. Its individual combat ability was even more than ten, which was enough to support him to dominate Southeast Asia or to enter the political struggle of the Burmese military government.

Not far away, a tall, muscular man, holding a black umbrella, escorted a beautiful figure as they slowly approached. Yao Gongyue had black hair and wore a white dress with a thin red woolen coat over it. A black mask covered most of her delicate face. Despite the dim light and the gloomy atmosphere around her, that vibrant red, bold and passionate, tempered all the coldness and austerity.

A gentle breeze lifted the girl's long hair. She smiled sweetly and couldn't help but share her feelings with the man beside her, "Nuohan, my mom's pies are so delicious! I'll treat you to some when we get back!"

"My aunt is an amazing hairdresser. I'll have her design a new hairstyle for you, and I guarantee you'll look several times more handsome than you do now!"

"Oh dear, it's been so long since I've been back. I wonder if Grandpa Zhang's family still sells braised pork intestine noodles. After all, he's over seventy years old."

"Ugh! My company has definitely fired me already, and I've missed the joint entrance exam. I can only prepare for next spring's exam..."

She chattered away like a lively little rabbit, while the man holding an umbrella beside her put one arm around her back, listening quietly to her every expectation, his eyes full of doting affection.

Is this her life? Is this the place she longs to return to? It sounds wonderful.

He never knew that someone could be so attached to a place, so concerned about small things, and so yearning for a certain kind of life.

He had always lived a life of constant danger and wandering the world, never imagining that in his lifetime he would yearn for a peaceful and prosperous life because of a girl.

Thirty meters away in the dense forest, Hong Jie and Wu Meng, who were hiding in the bushes, glanced at each other and wisely held their breath, not daring to speak up to offer any advice. The man beside them exuded a murderous aura, like a god of death.

The raindrops dripping down the cold, hard outline of the man were almost capable of forming icicles. Although both men were ruthless killers, at this moment, neither dared to provoke this devil.

Hong Jin, dressed in combat gear, holding a Barrett sniper rifle and carrying an HK MP5 submachine gun on his back, looked like a god of war descending to earth, ready to destroy the world. Despite the burning pain from his wounds and the cold rain soaking his clothes, he felt nothing. At this moment, no one could empathize with his sorrow. His Yuebao was smiling at another man, chattering incessantly at another man. She really didn't want him anymore.

Time ticked by, and all was quiet except for the patter of rain. The two people sharing the same umbrella drew closer and closer, and their expressions became clearer and clearer through the sniper scope.

A man with a doting smile and a woman with eyes full of starlight.

Hong Jin's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile like an ice blade, slowly seeping into his pulse, chilling his blood.

For a fleeting moment, he even thought that he could simply end their lives with two shots, then carry Yuebao's body away, find a secluded place, and kill himself there. That way, no one would ever be able to take away his beloved child.

But the thought flashed through his mind. He had too many things he couldn't bear to part with. Yuebao was so beautiful, afraid of pain, and delicate. She would definitely scold him. Once they got to the underworld, she would definitely make a scene and he wouldn't be able to coax her. He didn't dare to do that.

He couldn't bear it either; he couldn't bear to see Yuebao in pain, couldn't bear to see her bleed even a little bit, couldn't bear to see her die.

Perhaps Yuebao is right; he is a complete bastard, a scoundrel, a dog of a man, the worst man in the world.

But what can I do, Yuebao? I'm so bad, but I still can't bear to hurt you.

"Ah Jin, let's get started! If we don't act now, they'll be boarding!" Wu Meng's gruff voice broke the surrounding silence.

"Hmm!" Hong Jin wiped his face and responded softly.

The sniper rifle was aimed at Nuohan's temple. At the critical moment, as if sensing something, the beast forged in the crucible of corpses and blood quickly grabbed the girl beside him and crawled to the ground, causing the shot to miss.

The other shot hit the driver squarely between the eyebrows.

chug chu...

The sound of submachine guns firing rang out all around. The quick-reacting guards immediately scattered, each finding cover and entering combat mode. In an instant, a chaotic battle broke out.

"What's going on? Ah Jin? Where did this group of people come from? You had a backup plan, kid?" Wu Meng had just sniped the helicopter pilot and hadn't even had time to give the order to charge when suddenly another group of people surrounded them from all sides and started fighting with Nuo Han's men.

"Moon, moon!" Nuohan gasped for breath, propping himself up on his arm as he called out anxiously to the girl in his arms, "Are you alright? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Yao Gongyue had never seen anything like this before. She was so terrified that her lips trembled as she asked, "A...a war has broken out?"

"Mmm! Don't be afraid, I'll protect you!" Nuohan grabbed the back of her head with his large hand, pulled her into his arms, and shouted behind him, "Seqin, Seqin, get the hell over here!"

Two minutes later, under the cover of fire from his two teammates, Sechin fought and ran, managing to circle around to Nuohan's side. "Captain!"

"Who is the other party?" The man had already cocked his gun, and his whole body was filled with a murderous aura.

"It's Cobra, Captain! That bastard actually dared to mess with us!"

Nuohan closed his eyes, pondered for two seconds, and then gave the order: "First squad, feign an attack to draw enemy fire. Second and third squads, launch a fierce attack in two minutes and suppress the enemy with firepower for five minutes. Fight like your lives depend on it and don't let them show their faces. I'll send Moon away first, and then I'll take down Cobra's lair later."

"Yes, Captain!" Sechin said, pressing the Bluetooth headset to relay the instructions.