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

Encouraged, Wei Shu continued, "Actually, it's also my fault. Last time, that scoundrel Locust got away, and he even exposed the identities of our informant who was lurking around him."

"Now he has captured our people and is demanding a hostage exchange."

"He even specifically requested that the boss take him to exchange for him. We suspected it might be a conspiracy, but he had no choice but to go in order to save our people."

"So don't blame the boss, he has his reasons." Wei Shu said emotionally, then turned to look at Sang Ling.

Then she saw the fierce look in her eyes, as if she wanted to devour someone, and asked, "Is he in danger?"

"Don't worry, we've made a thorough plan. Boss will definitely be fine." Wei Shu was startled by her gaze and quickly explained.

Feeling the small, broken ball vibrating in her pocket, Sang Ling's face turned cold. "No, you can't protect him."

Gripping the small, broken ball tightly, Sang Ling focused her mind.

He slowly spoke, "Turn left."

"No, I promised Zhou Bei I would get you back safely."

“If you don’t want to see him die, listen to me now.” Sang Ling’s eyes changed, and her sharp gaze made Wei Shu’s heart tremble.

Wei Shu tried to struggle, but the next second Sang Ling pulled out a dagger and held it to his neck, threatening him in a cold voice.

"change."

Wei Shu's eyelids twitched, and he obediently turned to the left.

Boss, this isn't my fault, she threatened me with a knife, sob~

Under Sang Ling's direction, the car made several turns, and before they reached their destination, gunshots rang out in the distance.

Both of their expressions changed. Sang Ling's gaze turned cold as she reminded them, "Speed ​​up."

Wei Shu hesitated for a moment, then decided to trust Sang Ling this time and stepped on the gas pedal to the floor.

We drove toward the hills not far away.

The hill is located on high ground, making it easy to defend and difficult to attack, and is the most suitable place for snipers to ambush.

Meanwhile, chaos reigned in the distance, with gunfire erupting everywhere.

As expected, the other side attacked during the hostage exchange. Their goal was not to exchange hostages, but to kill them.

Fu Zhirang and Song Chuyi, who were in charge of exchanging hostages, reacted quickly and led the hostages to find cover to hide in.

Strangely, no matter what cover they hid behind, the enemy could find them and shoot through the cover to hit them.

Fu Zhirang immediately sensed something was wrong, peeked at the distant hills, and took out his walkie-talkie to warn them.

"Watch out, there's a sniper on the other side."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several of his comrades who came to his aid were hit.

In an instant, they became the prey to be hunted.

On a hill three kilometers away from the battleground, a blond, blue-eyed man lay prone, holding a sniper rifle. He aimed and fired while chatting and laughing with someone on the other end of his headset.

"Before coming here, I heard that the Chinese were very powerful, but I didn't expect them to be so weak. They're still being played by us."

"Look at how they're running away in such a sorry state, don't they look like rats? Hahaha..."

"Don't worry, I will definitely kill that Chinese command advisor named Fu Zhirang today."

"Found me? Hahaha... So what if they found me? They can't even touch the hem of my clothes."

No sooner had the man finished gloating than a cold and arrogant voice came from behind him.

"is it?"

The man was shocked and instinctively turned around, pulled out his gun, and pointed it at the person behind him.

A small, fair hand held the black pistol, and a second before it was fired, the muzzle was moved away.

"Bang!" The bullet shot into the air, and the man was horrified to find that the other person was too strong for him to pull.

Sang Ling restrained the other person, coldly looking down at him. Her calm eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and she slowly uttered a strange sentence.

"Bad people can be killed."

The man gritted his teeth, abandoned his pistol, and turned to set up his sniper rifle for close-range firing.

Before he could even touch it, Sang Ling had already picked up a stone and smashed his head open.

His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Sang Ling pushed him away without changing her expression, lay down on the hill, set up her sniper rifle, and began firing.

This time, however, it was their people who were hit.

Shot after shot, without the slightest hesitation, every shot hit its mark.

Wei Shu was stunned by Sang Ling's calm and composed fierce demeanor.

The little girl looked delicate and soft, and I thought she was just someone who knew how to act cute, but I didn't expect her to be such a ruthless person.

Suddenly the situation reversed, and Song Chuyi looked at Captain Chen, who had just arrived, with surprise.

in unison.

Song Chuyi: "Have reinforcements arrived?"

Team Leader Chen: "Where did the support come from?"

Both of them were stunned, but that didn't stop them from seizing the opportunity to press their advantage.

When everything was over, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

The operation was relatively successful; the hostages were rescued and the casualties were not too severe.

It's possible that the opposing sniper's mischievous hobby resulted in the few people he shot only being seriously injured and not in life-threatening condition.

Others also sustained minor injuries, but none died.

Team Leader Chen methodically arranged for vehicles to take the wounded to the hospital, while he stayed behind to handle the follow-up matters.

Fu Zhirang hadn't left yet either. His shoulder was grazed by a bullet fired by a sniper, but he didn't care. His tall figure casually sat down in a chair.

His head was slightly lowered, and his bangs obscured his eyes and eyebrows, making it impossible to see his expression.

A car slowly drove up, and Zhou Bei, who was standing beside him, widened his eyes when he saw the person on the roof of the car.

He coughed twice and called out softly, "President Fu."

Fu Zhirang slowly raised his head, his clear and cold eyes still revealing a hint of ferocity. When his gaze fell on the figure in the car, he paused again.

The little girl still had her brightly colored face upturned, holding a sniper rifle in her arms, and looking at him with her lips pursed and her chin raised, just like a proud and lazy cat.

Fu Zhirang paused for a moment, then immediately stood up and strode to the car, looking up to meet the gaze of the cat-like creature inside.

"Didn't I tell you to go back?" Fu Zhirang said in a deep voice.

"╭(╯^╰)╮Hmph~"

The cat heard your question but refused to answer.

Fu Zhirang's expression was rather unpleasant, but he still suppressed his anger and reached out to her, "Get down."

Sang Ling glanced at it indifferently and asked, "Are you still trying to kick me out?"

Fu Zhirang pursed his lips, then jumped onto the front of the car with one hand on the hood and forcibly lifted the little girl sitting on the roof off.

He wasn't sure if all the other side's men had left. If there were still people lying in ambush nearby, the little girl sitting on the roof of the car would become a sitting duck.

Fu Zhirang, with a cold face, carried the person out of the car, and then, still not feeling safe, stuffed the person back into the car.

Wei Shu, being quite perceptive, dragged the man tied to the back seat off the car.

Sang Ling struggled to get down as he was being shoved around, but accidentally touched the wound on his shoulder, causing Fu Zhirang to groan.

Seeing the wounds on Fu Jiaojiao's body, Sang Ling became even angrier.

"You've made me chase you away, haven't you gotten hurt?"

Hearing the girl's concerned tone tinged with a hint of sullenness, Fu Zhirang suddenly slumped his shoulders, hugged Sang Ling, and buried his head in her neck.

It gently nuzzled against me and responded softly.

"Ah."

He secretly rejoiced that it was he who got hurt, not her.