Miss Beautiful C.E.O and her system

Chapter 588 Fast and Furious II

Exploiting the advantage of night capability, Tang Ziyi opened fire from above, leaning against Ling Qingyu.

Every bullet went straight toward the target—no waste, full and deadly efficiency. Bodies fell as the bike overtook their position, depicting the cruelty and speed of Tang Ziyi's actions.

In front of the dirt bike, all threats were neutralized. Tang Ziyi scanned for a while before sitting back down.

She didn't think her leaning against Ling Qingyu would cause trouble for the latter. Ling Qingyu had long overturned the concept of a normal human being.

Her weight meant nothing, and Ling Qingyu's skill, bolstered by cheating, didn't disappoint when driving.

Indeed, Ling Qingyu kept her balance without the slightest disruption and continued driving smoothly over several obstacles.

Suddenly, a loud bellow and a shadow rushed toward the bike. Tang Ziyi had no time to switch and aim at all—too close and too fast.

The figure seemed adamant about using his body to crush the speeding bike. Tang Ziyi could only respond with a belated reaction to the unexpected attack. "Careful!"

Ling Qingyu's frosty eyes glanced at the figure; her mind raced, and her limbs weren't slow.

She stretched out her arm and panned the figure's grappling forearms, then reached for his neck. Choking it with a powerful grip, Ling Qingyu lifted the figure and carried him along.

The figure froze as his feet wiggled and his arms struggled to free himself. Ling Qingyu increased her grip and saw a protruding wall along the way.

Like a charging knight, she slammed him against the wall at full speed and bolstered away. Even the sound of soft flesh being squashed didn't change her expression.

On the other hand, Tang Ziyi's lips were agape. Her movements slowed down. She hadn't even made a move, and Ling Qingyu had already solved it in a barbaric manner—strong, ruthless, and damn quick!

The sheer brutality Ling Qingyu exhibited made Tang Ziyi wonder if they had traveled through time to the medieval era.

Perhaps the only thing missing on Ling Qingyu was shiny plate armor and a valiant horse underneath.

"Damn girl! I didn't expect you to solve it like that." Tang Ziyi laughed from behind.

Ling Qingyu shrugged. "Very simple, isn't it, eh?"

"I was thinking of providing help in other ways, but I forget in a flash that our strengths are no longer the same." Tang Ziyi blamed herself a little. "As expected, a new generation is needed for new thoughts."

"You'll adapt very soon. I believe you'd behave the same if you were to replace me. After all, people in peril and dire straits will always find a method from a new angle." Ling Qingyu comforted her.

Her words quelled Tang Ziyi's emotions. The latter patted Ling Qingyu's shoulder in praise. "Anyway, you're capable—like a Valkyrie."

"A Valkyrie."

Ling Qingyu gripped the throttle hard, the engine of the dirt bike roaring as they shot down the narrow alley. The wind whipped across her face, adrenaline spiking. Tang Ziyi clung to her back, HK416 at the ready, her eyes scanning for threats.

"Incoming left!" Tang Ziyi's voice crackled in her earpiece. Without hesitation, Ling Qingyu veered right, skidding hard, the back tire kicking up dirt and debris. Bullets whizzed past them, pinging off the walls and smashing into dumpsters behind them.

Tang Ziyi leaned into the curve, twisting her body to take aim.

The only stronghold standing against them before their very goal was the defense formation around the building.

Soon, Ling Qingyu drove straight toward the elite gang members guarding the important people inside.

Coincidentally, the place was exactly what Tang Ziyi and Ling Qingyu wanted to breach.

Finally, Ling Qingyu switched the beaming headlights on to ensure the light blinded the opponents.

Compared to the outskirts, there were lights around. Not many generators were destroyed, which meant that Ling Qingyu couldn't completely hide her bike's movement. Some shapes and contours would still warn the enemies.

And indeed, the enemies noticed them once they got on the road, forcing Ling Qingyu to open the headlights to buy time.

Her aggression wasn't unanswered. The gang members immediately raised their weapons and flocked into formation to defend against the duo.

Tang Ziyi wasn't polite either. She shot first, taking down several figures before the enemy could react.

Ling Qingyu ducked and kept driving, unfazed when pings of sparks lit up around the bike.

50 meters. 25 meters. 10 meters.

She also unholstered her pistol and returned fire with one hand. Her and Tang Ziyi's shots were accurate; the enemies' were not. Only a few lucky ones managed to scratch the bike.

Utilizing headlights brought a positive perk to the battle. When Ling Qingyu finally drifted and screeched the bike to a halt, the surroundings became quiet.

Bodies riddled with holes lay cold. The defense broke apart and couldn't withstand Ling Qingyu's and Tang Ziyi's combined assault.

The tactic of bulldozing worked perfectly. The momentum, aggression, and their accurate shots—the combination achieved decent results, though the risks were genuinely higher.

Of course, Ling Qingyu and Tang Ziyi could afford to take a risk. The former was still in disbelief, not realizing how, as a once-fearful person, she could commit such utter violence.

As the surge of adrenaline dissipated, Ling Qingyu pursed her lips until she recovered her composure, receiving a pat from Tang Ziyi, who had already dismounted as soon as the bike stopped.

Ling Qingyu slammed down the kickstand and ran after her partner. Both rushed to the main door, taking positions on either side, their backs against the wall as they scanned the environment for threats. Tang Ziyi nodded and reached out to open the main door of the building, which seemed to be a luxurious hotel.

The host clearly didn't welcome them. Bursts of wood erupted in their direction as the doors exploded into pieces. Glass and high-pressure dust forced the duo to retreat.

"Fuck! Who in their right mind builds a .50-caliber machine gun nest in their house, especially in a hotel?" Tang Ziyi cursed in exasperation.

"Who knows? Maybe every head of state is the same," Ling Qingyu shouted back, taking a few steps back.

Bullets ricocheted and smashed through the wall near them. The enemies didn't intend to save on bullets or material costs.

Helpless, Tang Ziyi and Ling Qingyu exchanged glances and ducked down to protect themselves.

"Search for another entry point, then." Tang Ziyi said with a shrug.

"No need, I'll make one." Ling Qingyu's reply sprouted laughters.