Go crazy, who can be crazier than you? [Villainous Female Supporting Character]

Song Chuyi, who was already on the verge of death, was completely stunned when she saw Sang Ling appear.

Why are you here so late at night instead of sleeping at home?

"Oh, another little sister here." Joss looked at Sang Ling with a smile, his teasing tone carrying a blatant danger.

“She’s not one of ours, she doesn’t know anything, let her go.” Another man with blood on his face said hastily when he saw that Sang Ling was a stranger.

They were afraid of inadvertently harming ordinary people.

Joss smiled without saying a word, slowly stepped forward, and chuckled in an ambiguous tone, "Are you sure you don't know each other? You don't look like it to me."

Suddenly, he pulled out a gun and pressed it against Song Chuyi's head, asking with a cold laugh, "Tell me, do you know her?"

"I don't know him," Song Chuyi replied with a firm look.

Joss smiled again, then gently coaxed Sang Ling, "Little sister, you tell me, do you know each other?"

"How about I let you go if you give me the correct answer?"

Both the man and Song Chuyi's expressions changed.

He clearly intended to exterminate them all.

If the plan fails, they are willing to sacrifice themselves, but they must never implicate innocent people.

"If you have a problem, come at me! What kind of person are you to threaten an innocent little girl?" the man roared in anger.

Joss raised his hand, and the man was immediately punched by the man in black next to him.

“Captain Chen.” Song Chuyi’s eyes were bloodshot.

The scene was too bloody, and Sang Ling frowned.

“Come on, little sister, tell me your answer.” Joss raised an eyebrow with a bloodthirsty smile.

Sang Ling thought for a moment and answered seriously, "I know him."

Song Chuyi's face turned pale, and her heart sank to ashes.

Joss burst into laughter. "Correct answer. What should I reward you with?"

The maniacal laughter stopped, and suddenly a gun was pressed against Sang Ling's forehead. Joss stared at her with a sinister smile.

"Then I'll reward you with a complete corpse."

Sang Ling's expression was calm, and she calmly said, "It might not work."

Joss raised an eyebrow.

Sang Ling hesitated for a moment, then sighed softly and said, "Actually, I had my appendix removed, so my body is no longer whole."

So they couldn't leave behind a complete corpse.

Joss: "..."

Song Chuyi & Captain Chen: "..."

"Are you kidding me?" Joss felt like he had been played and flew into a rage.

Sang Ling was innocent and impatient; she was simply telling him the truth.

Song Chuyi found an opportunity to fight back and struggle. After taking down two men in black, Joss's angry roar could be heard.

"Don't move! If you move again, I'll shoot her!" Joss threatened, pointing his gun at Sang Ling.

Song Chuyi's face turned pale, and she had no choice but to give up resisting.

Joss gave a cold laugh and was about to shoot her when a voice suddenly came through his earpiece.

"You are surrounded. Retreat."

A few minutes later, Sang Ling and the other two were strapped with bombs and taken hostage.

Upon learning that Sang Ling had been kidnapped by Qiao Si, Fu Zhirang flew into a rage, unable to suppress the murderous intent in his eyes, and rushed to the rooftop as quickly as possible.

The exits were already surrounded by them; if they wanted to leave, they would have to go through the sky.

Sure enough, they saw Joss and his group on the hotel rooftop, along with Sang Ling and the other two who were being held hostage.

Not far away, a helicopter flew straight towards them.

As the helicopter approached, a strong wind picked up, whipping the wind so hard that Sang Ling's hair was all over her face. Looking at the helicopter overhead, she had only one thought.

Have you bought the flight routes yet? Then fly, fly, fly!

Joss was surprised to be discovered so quickly, but he remained calm.

The two sides confront each other.

He grabbed Sang Ling, revealing the bomb strapped to her front and the remote control in his hand, and laughed with an air of smug confidence.

Good evening, everyone.

"There are so many people, I'm a little scared. But I'm a coward, my hands start to shake when I'm scared, and it would be bad if I accidentally pressed something."

Upon seeing Sang Ling, Fu Zhirang's pupils contracted, and he took a few steps forward, his face covered with a layer of ice.

"What do you want?" Fu Zhirang's icy gaze fell on Qiao Si.

"It's nothing, I just want to leave," Joss continued to laugh.

“Okay, I’ll let you leave, just don’t hurt them.” Fu Zhirang agreed without hesitation.

Joss paused for a moment, even wondering if this was a trap.

He agreed on one hand, but remained vigilant on the other.

Once the helicopter came to a safe stop and his men boarded, he shoved Sang Ling aside and quickly grabbed the helicopter frame.

As the helicopter took off, under the cover of night, he suddenly flashed a strange smile.

"Wish ya'll good luck."

He pressed the remote control button and threw it off the high-rise building.

The bombs on Sang Ling and the others began their five-minute countdown.

Fu Zhirang almost instantly sprang out to catch the remote control, but he was too far away and failed to catch it.

He paused for only a second before turning back immediately, hugging Sang Ling, and comforting her in a trembling voice.

"Be good, don't be afraid, everything will be alright, everything will be alright."

Fu Zhirang buried his head in dismantling the bomb on Sang Ling's body, but found that it would explode if removed directly from her body, so he turned to dismantling the bomb parts.

But his hands kept trembling, trembling uncontrollably.

Sang Ling gently took his hand and softly called, "Jiaojiao."

"Yes, I'm here," Fu Zhirang replied without looking up, his voice choked and trembling.

"Jiaojiao, you're trembling."

Fu Zhirang finally raised his head, revealing a pair of scarlet, vulnerable eyes, his anxiety and fear almost overwhelming him.

Sang Ling felt a pang of pain in her heart, gently stroked his eyes, and softly comforted him, "Don't be afraid."

Yes, at this moment, compared to Sang Ling, Fu Zhirang looks more vulnerable and helpless.

Fu Zhirang tried hard to control his emotions as he examined the bomb's structure, cutting wire after wire until only three remained.

I'm hesitant to do it.

Because he knew that if he cut the wrong piece, the bomb would explode.

Seeing that he was not moving, Sang Ling took the scissors from his hand and decisively cut off one of the threads.

In the tense moment, the timer paused.

Successful.

Zhou Bei and the others followed Sang Ling's example and cut the yellow wire. Seeing the paused timer, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Sang Ling took off the explosive pack, hugged the stunned Fu Jiaojiao, and gently coaxed her, "It's alright now."

The next second, the other person suddenly hugged her tightly, so tightly that it seemed as if they wanted to break her waist.

Heavy breathing echoed in my ears, carrying the lingering fear of surviving a close call.

Fu Zhirang held the little girl tightly, his eyes bloodshot and terrifying.

He almost, almost lost her.