The tunnel's iron gate was smashed with a deafening roar, and reddish-brown debris fell from the rusted metal frame.

Jiang Li's fingers unconsciously dug into her palms, and each impact felt like it was hitting her heart directly.

"There are at least seven or eight people." Ye Jingmo lowered his voice and quickly scanned the inside of the air-raid shelter. "Qin Yu, you guys step back. Liangzi, can you still move?"

Liangzi gritted his teeth and used his uninjured hand to prop himself up: "I can still move."

Zhang Jing hugged Xiao An tightly, the child's face buried in her arms, her thin shoulders trembling slightly.

"boom--"

The iron gate finally succumbed to the heavy impact and collapsed with a crash.

Amidst the rising dust, seven burly men burst in. The leader, with a hideous scar across his face, carried a dripping Molotov cocktail in his left hand and a knife in his right.

"Hey, it's getting lively here." The scarred man grinned, revealing his yellowed teeth.

The six men behind him spread out, blocking all possible escape routes.

Jiang Li felt dizzy from the pungent smell of blood and sweat emanating from them.

Ye Jingmo calmly stepped in front of Jiang Li: "What do you all want? We'll give you whatever we can."

The scarred man smelled the aroma of the food wafting from the ground, and his eyes involuntarily fixed on it.

He looked up at Ye Jingmo. "Smart man!" The scarred man snapped his fingers, the Molotov cocktail dangling dangerously in his hand. "Hand over the food and the women, and I might consider sparing your lives."

The scarred man's eyes swept back and forth between Jiang Li and Qin Yue, his sticky gaze making Jiang Li feel nauseous.

Qin Yu immediately shielded Qin Yue behind him, protecting her from those gazes.

Upon hearing their boss's words, his underlings burst into lewd laughter.

Jiang Li secretly backed away, wanting to take something from her spatial storage, when suddenly she caught a glimpse of Lin Yu backing up to the wall, secretly reaching for her backpack.

"The food can be shared with you," Ye Jingmo said calmly, but his hand, hidden behind his back, had already tightened its grip on the military dagger at his waist. "But you cannot touch our people."

Upon hearing this, the scarred man suddenly sprang to his feet and smashed a Molotov cocktail at everyone's feet!

Flames erupted with a "whoosh," scorching glass shards and burning liquid scattering everywhere, and a wave of heat forced everyone to retreat.

Xiao An screamed in fright, and Zhang Jing hurriedly covered her mouth.

A shard of burning glass from the bottom of a bottle shot through the air with a whooshing sound, heading straight for Lin Yu, who was fumbling for her backpack.

Lin Yu's attention seemed to be entirely focused on her backpack, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

"Watch out!" Jiang Li, who was watching Lin Yu closely, narrowed his eyes and instinctively pushed Lin Yu away with his hand.

laugh--

Burning shards grazed Jiang Li's shoulder, sending a searing pain through her instantly. A piece of her sleeve was scorched, and her skin stung.

Lin Yu was caught off guard and stumbled from the impact, looking at Jiang Li in astonishment.

"You... thank you." A complex emotion flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, a mixture of surprise and lingering fear.

Ye Jingmo caught this scene out of the corner of his eye, his heart clenched, and his breath tightened involuntarily.

He saw Jiang Li gasp in pain, and a surge of anger rose in his chest, but he couldn't afford to turn back to look at her wound.

"Who the hell is bargaining with you?" The scarred man completely ignored the minor incident. He pulled out a machete, his face contorted with rage. "I'll ask you one last time, are you going to pay or not?"

Jiang Li's heart pounded, her throat tightened, and the burning pain in her shoulder made her even more alert.

She saw someone on the other side raise a homemade bow and arrow, the poisoned arrowheads gleaming blue in the firelight.

Ye Jingmo's arm muscles tensed, and his knuckles turned white from gripping the knife too tightly—a sign that he was about to make his move.

Just at this critical moment, a strange buzzing sound suddenly came from the depths of the tunnel, like the flapping of wings of millions of insects at the same time.

Everyone was stunned.

The scarred man's henchman turned around uneasily: "Boss, is there some noise outside?"

"Shut up!" the scarred man cursed, but his eyes also held a hint of doubt.

I don't know what's going on outside.

The buzzing sound grew closer and closer, gradually evolving into a chilling roar.

"Damn, what's that?" one of the henchmen asked, his voice trembling as he looked at the situation outside the iron gate.

As a cloud of black mist rapidly moved towards the air-raid shelter, the sound of its flapping wings became increasingly distinct.

By the light of the Molotov cocktail, Jiang Li finally saw clearly—it was a swarm of thousands of fist-sized bees, their bodies an abnormal purplish-black, their compound eyes reflecting an eerie red light in the firelight.

"It's a swarm of mutated wasps!" Lin Yu shouted after a few seconds of stunned silence, her voice carrying a barely perceptible urgency. "If you get stung by them, you'll be paralyzed all over and suffocate within minutes. Quick, find cover!"

The scarred man's expression changed drastically: "Damn it, let's get out of here!"

Scarface's gang was thrown into chaos, and his underlings immediately tried to rush into the tunnel.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ye Jingmo suddenly attacked, thrusting his military dagger at a tricky angle at the scarred man's wrist. The scarred man howled in pain, and the dagger clattered to the ground.

Without pausing, Ye Jingmo delivered a powerful knee strike to the opponent's abdomen, the force of which caused the scarred man to stagger backward and crash into the wall.

When the scarred man's henchmen tried to help, Ye Jingmo grabbed the scarred man by the collar, using him as a shield, and slammed him and his henchmen to the ground. The scarred man's head hit the concrete with a dull thud.

"You—you all deserve to die." Ye Jingmo's voice was as cold as ice.

Blood trickled from the scarred man's mouth. His face contorted with rage as he tried to call for his remaining henchmen, while simultaneously clenching his fist and lunging at Ye Jingmo.

The swarm of bees had already flown close when Jiang Li saw one land on the neck of the scarred man's henchman. The man immediately let out a shrill scream and fell straight down like a piece of wood, his body quickly becoming stiff.

"Run this way!" Lin Yu's voice rang out again as she pointed deeper into the tunnel. "Quick! There's a pipe opening over there that will allow us to avoid the main swarm!"

Ye Jingmo dodged the scarred man's fist and kicked him in the face, sending him flying several meters. The scarred man rolled on the ground a few times without making a sound.

"Brother Mo, let's go quickly." Jiang Li pulled Ye Jingmo's hand, telling him to stop paying attention to the scarred man on the ground to avoid being stung by the swarm of bees.

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