The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife-Chapter 478: Who Is the Fool?

The fighter jet, with its engine roaring, actually rushed toward them, intending a mutual destruction. The Vermilion Bird was forced to flip the plane in the air to avoid the collision. The people inside the plane were fine, but Kaka and Wushuang, dangling in mid-air, were in trouble. The iron cable was twenty meters long. They had only ascended a few meters when the plane charged, and as their own jet flipped, the two of them tumbled through the air with it. Already severely injured, they were nearly flung out.

Kaka was dizzy from the violent motion. The Azure Dragon looked down and whistled. "They didn’t get thrown out?"

The Vermilion Bird rolled her eyes at him. *Is that how you talk?*

"Hurry up and take out this fly, or the two of them will be flung out eventually."

"Copy that." The Azure Dragon nodded, launching another missile. The missile sliced through the long sky, striking down the last fighter jet. The Azure Dragon whistled and began to reel in the iron cable. When the two reached the cabin door, Ghost Face lifted Wushuang aboard with one hand. Kaka climbed in on his own, and the hatch door closed.

The Duke watched the retreating plane and smashed his phone. Everyone looked at the three destroyed fighter jets on the ground, shocked and terrified. What kind of people were these, to be so formidable? Devil’s Castle was almost completely ruined.

Except for a few intact floors in the central castle, all the other structures were destroyed. The five surrounding castles were utterly obliterated by the Azure Dragon, leaving only ruins. The Duke was furious. He pointed at the police chief and roared, "Investigate! Find out who did this!"

It was one thing to have his property stolen on his own turf, but to suffer casualties, have three fighter jets blown up, and let the thieves escape unscathed was unacceptable.

How could he not be enraged?

But what he didn’t know was that the thieves did not leave unscathed.

Wushuang had already lost consciousness before getting onto the plane. When Ghost Face carried her in, he called out, but Wushuang didn’t respond. He found it strange, then felt a patch of blood on her back. Wushuang’s face was deathly pale.

She had been shot.

In addition to the gunshot wound, she had dozens of injuries on her head and body. Kaka rushed over and took Wushuang into his arms. "Wushuang, Wushuang, wake up, wake up..."

No matter how much he called, Wushuang didn’t respond. Kaka’s eyes were bloodshot as he looked at the blood on his palm, which continued to flow from her back. The usually calm and composed Kaka lost all his composure and elegance for the first time. He turned and roared, "Fly faster, now!"

His eyes were red as he looked at Wushuang, clutching her cold body tightly.

*Wushuang, Wushuang...*

*His Wushuang.*

She had been smiling as she clung to his back, saying, *Silly, I’m fine.* Who was the silly one?

She had jumped onto his back to shield him from the bullet.

And she was still smiling, saying she was fine.

And daring to smile and tease him.

*Damn it!*

Ghost Face looked at Kaka, understanding their relationship, but was only curious about who this person was.

Both Wushuang and Kaka were seriously injured, with multiple broken bones. Wushuang had an additional gunshot wound. The bullet entered her back, missing her heart by only two inches. It nearly took Wushuang’s life.

For days, due to the gunshot wound, she was repeatedly admitted to the intensive care unit.

The external injuries led to several aggressive complications. It took the doctors of the First Terror Organization a great deal of effort to save Wushuang’s life. Her life was saved, but she did not regain consciousness.

The doctors said she had a severe concussion and feared she might suffer long-term effects.

Kaka didn’t dare hide such a serious matter from Mò Yáo and Mò Xiǎobái. He informed them immediately upon returning. After dealing with their affairs, Mò Xiǎobái and Mò Yáo rushed to London, leaving Mò Chén in Rome.

This was Wushuang’s first such severe injury in all her years in the field. She was unconscious, her life hanging by a thread. In the intensive care unit, no one knew if she would wake up.

Mò Xiǎobái was afraid that Yè Wēi and Mò Jué would worry, so he temporarily kept the news from them. With Wushuang in a coma, the more people who knew, the more people would worry, and her presence in London wouldn’t hasten her recovery. Besides, Mò Xiǎobái shivered to think that if Mò Jué knew Wushuang was so badly injured, the Duke’s ancestors would probably be dug up and whipped. To avoid adding to the chaos, Mò Xiǎobái kept the secret from his parents.

The rumor in the underworld was that someone had stolen from Devil’s Castle, damaging it and blowing it into ruins. Wushuang and the Heart of the Sea had disappeared. The incident had a massive impact. The Duke also held an official press conference, offering a reward of ten million pounds for the capture of the thieves. But even he didn’t know who had stolen his treasure.

Following this incident, the Duke’s reputation suffered greatly. Many collectors who had stored their treasures with the Duke demanded their property back. The Duke had to compensate for the missing or damaged items. This matter drove him to extreme annoyance, and he tasked the entire London intelligence agency with investigating the incident.

The outside world speculated about who was behind this, but not a single piece of information leaked out.

Wushuang was still asleep. Ghost Face was fine after the bullet was removed. He also learned Kaka’s identity. He didn’t leave after recovering. He stayed with the First Terror Organization, waiting for Wushuang to wake up. She had saved him this time.

If the cable had lowered, and she hadn’t protected him and left alone, she wouldn’t have sustained these injuries and her life wouldn’t be in danger.

Mò Wushuang was truly a strange woman.

Domineering, willful, yet not annoying. She was uniquely brilliant, powerful, and sharp. She appeared heartless but also had deep affection. Even though they had only met once and weren’t even friends, she had risked her life to save him.

Such a woman was like an unyielding rose.

So stunningly beautiful, so peerlessly gorgeous, so beautiful that men dared not covet her.

He looked at the necklace named ’Wushuang’ in his hand. It was dazzlingly beautiful, and it truly suited her.

Kaka was in low spirits. The usual smile was absent from his face these days. As long as Wushuang was unconscious, he couldn’t smile. He couldn’t even bother to pretend. Anyone with eyes could see how worried he was about Wushuang.

He stayed by Wushuang’s side, neither eating nor drinking for several days until he couldn’t take it anymore.

This day, after seeing Wushuang, Fāng Jiāqí asked with a smile, "Should I wheel you to the courtyard to get some sun?"

Fāng Jiāqí had returned from Norway. She was a senior researcher in biological and chemical weapons for the First Terror Organization and was publicly recognized as the future First Lady. Her hair was simply tied back. Her features were delicate and soft, with a gentle wisdom and vibrant intelligence in her eyes. Wearing a white lab coat, she had great poise.

"I’m not in the mood," Kaka said faintly. "You go busy yourself. I’ll stay here with Wushuang."