Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 478 - 294: Entering the City!

The sound of gunfire erupted in the warehouse like a thunderclap!

A bullet accurately pierced through Secretary Ji’s forehead, scattering red and white matter that splattered across the white-haired man’s face.

Secretary Ji didn’t even have time to let out a scream before his body collapsed like a broken burlap sack, silent forever.

The shooter was none other than Brother Biao!

Seeing that it was impossible to take Secretary Ji away alive, he chose to silence him permanently...

Almost at the same moment Brother Biao fired his gun, Liu Zi and the dump truck driver also pulled their triggers!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several gunshots rang out in succession, bullets whizzing toward the white-haired man and his associates.

The white-haired man reacted quickly, grabbing Secretary Ji’s back and using him as a human shield.

"Puff, puff, puff~"

Several bullets pierced flesh, ringing in his ears.

The other five quickly sought cover, dodging as bullets struck the steel structure of the warehouse, sending sparks flying.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Brother Biao and his two companions fired while retreating, and after emptying a magazine, they turned and ran without looking back.

The sound of gunfire still buzzed in the warehouse, but the footsteps of Brother Biao and his companions had already faded away at the alley exit.

After nearly half a minute, the white-haired man poked his head from behind Secretary Ji’s corpse, glancing toward the door, confirming that they had fled. He then pushed aside Secretary Ji’s body and got up from the ground.

As soon as he stood up, a searing pain shot through his left arm. Looking down, he saw that his sleeve was soaked with blood.

"Damn!" he cursed through gritted teeth, realizing he hadn’t noticed when he got shot amid the chaos.

At that moment, a voice came from behind: "Damn it! This one’s dead too!"

The white-haired man turned sharply, seeing one of his men kicking Director Han.

The man was lying on the ground, his back shirt soaked a deep brown from blood. Clearly, he had been hit by a stray bullet earlier and had long since expired.

...

At Beijing Airport, Qi Yun and his group had just reached the exit passage when they saw Li Yaohua already waiting there.

Li Yaohua approached and embraced him, then patted his shoulder, asking, "How about it? All okay?"

Qi Yun knew what he was referring to and shook his head with a smile, "Close call but safe."

Li Yaohua nodded slightly, scrutinizing him up and down, "I heard it got quite chaotic this time. You could have at least given me a heads-up if there was trouble."

"Just managed to handle it. If it became unmanageable, I would’ve definitely asked for your help," Qi Yun replied with a sigh.

He was being truthful. Ever since Gao Min reported someone was tailing Nuannuan and Zhao Qing, he sensed the opponents were becoming desperate. So, he had preemptively informed Chen Wei, in case anything happened to him, to contact Li Yaohua if he didn’t return within three days.

This was Qi Yun’s other card, in case Xiao Hanguang and his men didn’t go to Bird Market, then Fu Wentao was the one sent.

Li Yaohua chose not to inquire further, planning to discuss it in detail later. He then turned his gaze sideways, with a gentle smile on his face, "This must be your daughter. The little girl is truly beautiful."

Nuannuan wasn’t at all shy, tilting her little face up, eyes bright as she looked at Li Yaohua, and cheerily greeted, "Hello Uncle!" She quickly added, "My name is Qi Nuan, but you can call me Nuannuan."

"Hahaha!" Li Yaohua laughed, amused by her cleverness, and fished out a beautifully wrapped chocolate from his pocket, "Here, a welcome gift from Uncle."

Nuannuan looked at Qi Yun, and seeing him nod, reached out to take it, sweetly thanking, "Thank you, Uncle!"

Qi Yun smiled, wrapping his arm around Zhao Qing’s waist, introducing her to Li Yaohua, "This is my wife, Zhao Qing."

A soft red hue crept onto Zhao Qing’s face as she raised her hand to brush her hair back and greeted warmly, "Hello Brother Li." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Hearing this, Li Yaohua playfully punched Qi Yun’s arm, smiling, "You’re something, hiding well indeed."

He then turned to Zhao Qing, with a tone of friendly familiarity, "Qi Yun often spoke of you, and today I finally get to meet you in person."

Zhao Qing responded with a gentle smile.

Li Yaohua gestured with a side wave of his hand, "Let’s go, get in the car first. I’ve arranged dinner for you at the hotel."

The group walked toward the parking lot, with Qi Yun retrieving his phone from his pocket and turning it on as they walked.

As soon as the screen lit up, several messages popped up.

Qi Yun scanned them briefly; the last one had been sent half an hour ago by Eagle. Upon reading its content, his eyes narrowed, and he halted mid-step.

Zhao Qing, holding his arm, also stopped and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"Nothing," Qi Yun shook his head, smiling as he replied, "You go get in the car with Nuannuan first, I need to make a call."

Zhao Qing didn’t ask further, leading Nuannuan by the hand to the van ahead.

After they left, Qi Yun dialed Eagle’s number, lowering his voice as he queried, "How did he die?"

On the other side of the line, Eagle recounted the events in detail, adding, "Two of them sustained minor injuries. I’ve temporarily arranged for them to stay over at West Mountain."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, remaining silent for a long while.

He could already deduce who sent the people to kill Secretary Ji—essentially a dogfight, wasn’t it?

After a moment of silence, Qi Yun finally spoke, "When it gets bright, have them leave the city first, and fly out from the neighboring city. Try not to show your faces."

Although this matter would likely be suppressed by the other party, given the loss of life, it was safer to stay away.

After hanging up the phone, he exhaled deeply and then headed towards the van.

...

The next day, at eight-thirty in the morning.

Having tidied himself up, Qi Yun left the hotel by car, heading straight for the West District.

The drive took about an hour, and the vehicle finally stopped on the street corner. Across the street stood an impressive compound.

Qi Yun adjusted his shirt, opened the car door, and walked toward the main gate alone.

At the gate of the compound, several armed guards stood at their posts.

As Qi Yun approached, he noticed a figure jogging in his direction.

"Are you Mr. Qi?"

Qi Yun nodded slightly, "Yes, just call me Qi Yun."

The girl extended her hand with a smile, "Hello Qi Yun, I’m Su Xiaohan. Chief Xiao sent me to pick you up."

Qi Yun lightly shook her hand, "Thank you for the trouble."

Su Xiaohan, clad in professional attire with her hair tied in a neat ponytail, exuded the vigor of youth as she spoke, "No trouble at all, Chief Xiao is waiting for you inside. Please, follow me."

She turned and walked into the compound, with Qi Yun following, his eyes discreetly scanning the surroundings.

Reaching the security kiosk, Xiaohan showed her credentials, and the security personnel meticulously verified them before allowing them to pass.

It wasn’t over yet; besides identity verification, there was another stringent check for hazardous items, and non-staff like Qi Yun weren’t allowed to carry even a phone.

After passing through security, Xiaohan led Qi Yun into the massive office building ahead, finally meeting Xiao Hanguang in a reception room on the second floor.