At that instant, Xu Lian felt a chill run down her spine.
She immediately moved at top speed, reloading within two seconds and firing again.
The second shot, the third shot…
All were stopped.
Song Jinze’s voice still lingered in her mind, refusing to fade.
He even stood there, leaning lazily against the car door, letting her shoot at him without moving an inch.
She could hear him laughing softly in her head.
Unrestrained.
Blatantly provocative.
He said:
“You can’t hit me with a mental-powered weapon, idiot.”
“Did you even do your research before trying to kill me, hmm?”
“Your assassination attempt is very unqualified.”
“Zero points.”
Xu Lian, furious, slammed the gun down.
That bastard Song Jinze!!!
His laughter echoed again in her mind:
“What, getting anxious?”
“How about this—you tell me your name, and I’ll teach you personally.”
“Think about it?”
“I’m very gentle.”
Song Jinze was, of course, bluffing.
The moment she agreed, he would immediately switch their bodies back and execute her on the spot.
To have the audacity to try to kill him.
Overestimating herself.
Her marksmanship was decent—but her brain clearly wasn’t.
The two of them stared at each other from afar, both silently cursing each other’s entire family lines.
Under her hostile gaze, Song Jinze leisurely stepped into the car.
Then, unhurriedly, he pulled out a handgun from the car drawer, turned his head, and fired directly at her.
The bullet pierced through the air—
Then abruptly stopped just a few centimeters in front of Xu Lian’s eyes.
Hot and cold air intertwined, and cold sweat instantly covered her forehead.
Song Jinze’s cold warning sounded in her mind:
“Next time we meet, my bullet will be inside your skull.”
After he spoke, the bullet retraced its path and returned to him.
He caught it in his hand, tossed it lightly upward, then caught it again, lifting his gaze to raise an eyebrow at her.
Completely unafraid of retaliation.
As the flying car slowly lifted into the air and passed by her, he suddenly added in a tone full of hidden meaning and malice:
“Oh, right. Do me a favor and deal with my fiancée. She doesn’t have the best temper. If you don’t meet her tonight, she’ll get angry.”
Xu Lian glared at him resentfully. Then, thinking of something, she suddenly asked, “Do you want to marry her?”
Song Jinze smiled. “Why? You care about that?”
Xu Lian thought to herself: Of course I care. Your attitude determines mine. If you want to marry her, I’ll ruin it for you. If you don’t, I’ll help you make it happen. Heh.
Song Jinze rested his hand casually outside the car window, watching her for a moment. There was mischief hidden in his eyes as he said casually, “Depends on you. If you want me to marry her, I will. If you don’t, then I won’t.”
Xu Lian felt a bit speechless and couldn’t help but curse, “Scumbag.”
Song Jinze paused, then shot her a cold glance. “Instead of worrying whether I’m a scumbag, you should think carefully about when you’re going to die.”
Xu Lian immediately felt like drawing a knife and stabbing him.
But the flying car flickered—and suddenly disappeared.
He had probably used his ability again.
Xu Lian immediately checked the location information Lin Zhaocai had sent.
Damn!
600 kilometers away.
How the hell was she supposed to chase that?!
She cursed under her breath.
But before she could finish, his voice sounded in her mind again—this time faint, just a single line, like a message left behind:
“I don’t want to marry.”
Xu Lian: “?”
She paused for a moment, then a gentle smile spread across her lips.
Ha.
You don’t want to marry, huh?
Then you’re done for.
This marriage is definitely happening!
Hehehe.
Coincidentally, Song Jinze wasn’t a good person—and neither was she.
She thought spitefully: Song Jinze, running into me today is your bad luck. Even if I die, you’re not getting away unscathed!
……
The moment the flying car left Xu Lian’s sight, Song Jinze finally slumped back into his seat, breathing heavily.
This woman’s body was far too weak. After only a few minutes of using his mental abilities, he was already this exhausted.
He frowned slightly, took a bottle of nutrient solution to replenish his strength, then leaned back and closed his eyes to rest.
At the same time, his mind continued working nonstop, planning his next move.
If he wanted to learn her name, he had to meet someone who knew her.
Right now, he needed to undergo surgery immediately to remove the tracking chip from the back of his neck, and then find a way to contact the Sirius Organization.
But she would definitely anticipate that.
So to prevent her from acting first, he had to move faster than her.
However, during their earlier confrontation, he had discovered a very serious problem.
He could use mental manipulation to control people’s consciousness—even alter their thoughts. For example, he had just used his ability to block all nearby subordinates’ perception.
But…
For some unknown reason, he couldn’t control Xu Lian at all.
He could only speak inside her mind, but he couldn’t exert any real influence over her soul.
This had never happened in his past experiences.
It was an almost impossible, extremely low-probability event.
What was going on?
……
On her way back, Xu Lian suddenly received a communication on her wrist device.
The caller was—
Pei Xiaocha.
Song Jinze’s fiancée.
Oh?
Delivered right to her doorstep.
Nice! A fiancée—women understand women best. This was practically effortless!
Xu Lian cleared her thoughts, coughed lightly with a respectful attitude, and mentally prepared all her flirting and soothing skills. With a quick tap, she accepted Pei Xiaocha’s video call.
A face full of resentment appeared on the screen.
Unsurprisingly, the woman was beautiful.
Not just beautiful—exceptionally, stunningly, breathtakingly beautiful. A true rich young lady.
Xu Lian smiled.
Revealing neat white teeth.
Looking bright and cheerful.
Pei Xiaocha spoke first, her voice loud and fierce: “Song Jinze, how the hell do you still have the nerve to smile?! Huh?! Didn’t we agree last month to meet today?! Speak! You shameless, unreliable—!!”
Xu Lian froze.
She was genuinely stunned by the barrage of curses and colorful insults coming from this beautiful woman.
She immediately dropped the smile and switched to her most patient, gentle tone, confidently saying, “Sorry, baby. Something urgent came up today. Can I make it up to you tomorrow?”
“Baby?” Pei Xiaocha’s expression turned strange. “Are you disgusting or what?”
Xu Lian: “?”
After saying that, Pei Xiaocha actually gagged in front of her and mimicked, “Baby. Ugh.”
Xu Lian: “……”
Something was wrong. Very wrong.
She suddenly recalled the ambiguous expression on Song Jinze’s face before he left.
Xu Lian: “……”
She might… possibly… very likely…
Have been tricked.