Sweet daily life of Little Tanuki and Qin Che in Love and Deep Space

"Next, all we need to do is expose CYD's plan to eliminate the immune individuals..."

Before you could finish speaking, a dark cloud instantly settled over Qin Che's red eyes. He pulled your arm and whispered, "Here you are."

The next second, the area downstairs was blown apart by explosives, and gunshots rang out incessantly.

Screams and shouts surged down the corridor, the pungent smell of burning flesh mingling with the cries of the dying, creating utter chaos.

Amidst the crisp sound of shattering glass, you glimpse Qin Che stylishly drawing the pistol from his waist.

Before you could even admire your husband's heroic figure, you gripped your gun tightly and, with a swift movement, took down the first few assassins who stormed into the ward.

"Lead them to the rooftop!" You kicked over the IV stand, the metal frame making a loud bang as it hit your foot, the force of which knocked down the several dark figures that had been chasing after you.

After swiftly finishing off the enemy, you and Qin Che ran together towards the safety exit.

Qin Che kicked open the emergency exit door, and the motion-activated lights in the stairwell lit up one floor at a time with each step you took, only to suddenly go out behind you.

The wind on the rooftop felt like countless tiny knives scraping against my face.

As soon as I got my footing, I saw several figures in black burst out of the window.

"I'm the only target." You sidestepped an oncoming shot, and fired another bullet.

Qin Che's gun also pierced the throat of an assassin almost simultaneously.

"Overestimating yourself." He sneered, kicking up pebbles from the ground with his toe, which accurately struck the third person's knee.

The moment the assassin staggered, your bullet had already pierced his chest.

The tacit understanding developed over many years is ingrained in our bones.

When you forge ahead bravely, Qin Che will always be there to protect your back.

As Qin Che snapped the neck of the fourth assassin, the sound of police sirens surged in from afar like a tidal wave.

"Qin Che, that's enough, let's go!" You stepped back, stepping on the spent cartridge cases scattered on the ground, the soles of your boots grinding against the empty magazines with a screeching sound.

The stench of blood in the air was so strong it was almost unbearable. Qin Che wiped his cheek, and as the back of his hand brushed against the corner of his lips, the blood droplets made the cold light in his eyes even brighter.

“We can’t kill you… but there’s him!” At this moment, the last assassin who had been shot in the chest was still alive. He lay sprawled on the ground, yet he could still manage to produce a harsh and grating laugh.

Just as you were about to fire another shot, you saw the man's hand, hidden beneath him, clench suddenly, and a glass tube the size of a thumb shattered in his palm with a crisp sound.

A sweet, rusty aroma instantly filled the air, and your pupils contracted sharply.

The smell was so familiar; it was the berserker agent recorded in the Bureau of Investigation's files, the drug that could make predators instantly lose control in the underground market.

"You... die!" he roared, vomiting blood. With the sound of a gunshot after you raised your hand, the blood foam gushing from his severed throat mixed with the medicine, condensing into fine blood mist in the wind.

"Oops!"

As you pulled Qin Che back hastily, glancing at him in a panic, the look in those red eyes had already changed...

The skin on Qin Che's palms felt almost scalded by his burning body temperature.

You dragged him toward the fire escape, and you could still clearly hear the muffled groans escaping his throat—the sound of his reason crumbling.

The car roared as it crashed through the hospital's back door, and Qin Che's breathing grew heavier as he leaned back in the seat.

You have only one thought left in your mind:

hurry up!

Faster!

"Qin Che! Hang in there!"

You grit your teeth and step on the gas, and the outline of the Night Owl base gradually becomes clear in the rain.