Urban God-level Youth-Chapter 618 - 620 Kill He Tingting

Chapter 618: Chapter 620: Kill He Tingting

Chapter 618 -620: Kill He Tingting

In the car parked downstairs at He Tingting’s residence, there were two members of the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion.

They were responsible for He Tingting’s safety, sent by Qin Hao through Li Bao and others.

Suddenly the special communication device in the car rang out, “Someone is trying to kill He Tingting. Remain vigilant and block those people at all costs. We will arrive shortly.”

The two men were shocked, “It’s Mr. Leng.”

Just then, a white van drove into the residential complex and stopped at the entrance of He Tingting’s community.

The two from the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion got out of their car, as did four men in black from the van.

“You two stop them, we’re going up,” one of the men in black said.

The flash of knives followed, and a fight broke out. Two of the men in black quickly rushed into the building, not taking the elevator but dashing up the stairs instead.

Qin Hao had been calling He Tingting all the while, and finally got through, “Hello? Why have you been calling me so much? I was cooking and didn’t hear it.”

Qin Hao hurriedly said, “Someone is coming to kill you. Be careful, lock the door, and hide. We are on our way.”

He Tingting’s face changed, and she was flustered, not knowing what to do, “Where… where should I hide?”

“Lock the door tightly and find a place to hide. I’m already at your community.”

“Bang bang bang”

At that moment, the sound of doors being kicked in could be heard from outside, loud and startling, making He Tingting scream.

“Ah… they’re coming up, what do I do?” He Tingting ran to the balcony, on the eighth floor of the building, realizing a jump would surely be fatal.

The clash below had ended; two men in black were injured on the ground, and the Flying Leopard Guard Battalion rushed upstairs.

By then, Leng Xuan had already driven into the complex at high speed. If not for the license plate, he would have been pulled over by traffic police by now.

In the car, Qin Hao pulled out the first-generation Mecha and activated it, quickly covering his entire body.

Having been to He Tingting’s place once, he knew which floor and apartment she lived in.

“Squeal”

The shrill sound of brakes, and Qin Hao, wearing gleaming silver armor, swiftly got out of the car. Han Zhuang and the others were stunned upon seeing him. Who was this?

Without time to explain, Qin Hao stomped the ground and his figure shot upwards.

He aimed straight for He Tingting’s balcony. By now, two men had already broken down the door and barged in.

Standing on the balcony, He Tingting was petrified with fear as the two assassins raised their knives, aiming for her head. She had nowhere to escape; the attackers were trained killers, not something He Tingting could fend off.

As the blades’ chilling glow drew closer, looking certain, she closed her eyes in despair.

It was then that the sound of shattering glass was heard, and a silver-gray figure burst through, instantly embracing He Tingting, turning his own back to face the curved blades.

“Bang bang”

Sparks flew as both knives struck Qin Hao’s back.

Qin Hao felt no pain. With an alloy sword appearing in his left hand, he swept it in an arc; blades were broken, heads flew.

He Tingting opened her eyes to see a silver-hued object. Its warmth felt against her face was comforting. What was this thing? It had no nose, no ears—could it be the extraterrestrials from legends?

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Seeing the carnage inside the room, He Tingting let out a scream and quickly turned to bury her face in Qin Hao’s embrace.

The Flying Leopard Guard Battalion members arrived upstairs and were taken aback by the scene. Fortunately, He Tingting was unharmed, but who was this silver-gray person?

With no facial features and the bloody heads on the floor, the sight was truly horrifying.

Shortly after, Leng Xuan and others arrived. Qin Hao spoke, “Clean this up, and take the two alive ones below.”

He Tingting, upon hearing this familiar voice at her ear, opened her eyes and looked incredulously at the silver luminescent object in front of her: “Qin Hao?”

The silver glow of the Mecha slowly receded, revealing Qin Hao’s true face. An octagonal spherical shape appeared in his hand and was promptly tucked away by him.

He Tingting’s eyes widened as she stared at him: “What… What… What is that?”

Qin Hao didn’t answer, instead, he glanced at her and said, “Come to my house tonight.”

He Tingting turned her head to look at the balcony window, where there was a human-shaped hole—it must have been how Qin Hao entered from the outside.

This is the eighth floor, how did he get up here?

With a belly full of questions, she followed Qin Hao into the car and went to his home.

On the way, He Tingting kept staring at him until Qin Hao couldn’t help but say, “There are some things that are better for you not to know.”

He Tingting asked, “Then what exactly is that thing?”

Qin Hao ignored her, and the car quickly arrived back at his house. Qin Hao and He Tingting got out of the car.

For now, only Leng Xuan had returned; the others were still dealing with the scene.

Upon entering the living room, Han Meng hurriedly came over upon hearing noise: “Xiao Hao is back?”

“Daddy, why did you rush out like that? Who is this auntie?” Qiao’er also ran over.

Qin Hao said, “This is Aunt Tingting, a colleague from Daddy’s company.”

He Tingting looked Qin Hao up and down: “You’re married with children?”

Qin Hao explained, “This is my goddaughter; this is Han Mengmeng, mother and daughter. Let’s have dinner first. Meng and Xiao Zhuang had something to take care of; they won’t be able to come back for now, so let’s not wait for them.”

Han Meng nodded: “Okay.”

Now, He Tingting’s heart was no longer filled with fear, but rather an intense curiosity; she really wanted to know what Qin Hao’s thing was.

What exactly was it? Something that could allow a person to fly up to the eighth floor from the ground? What could carry a long sword?

And what was capable of expanding and contracting freely, simply unbelievable.

After dinner, Han Meng cleared a room for He Tingting to rest and sleep in.

“Qin Hao, come in for a moment, I have something to ask you,” He Tingting said, standing at the bedroom door.

Qin Hao came to the door of the guest room: “Whatever it is, let’s talk in the study.”

Inside the study.

Qin Hao sat there looking at her: “What do you want to ask?”

“What exactly is that thing of yours?” He Tingting asked, looking at him.

Qin Hao said, “That’s my secret, and not something that can easily be disclosed.”

He Tingting quickly said, “I promise I won’t leak it out for you, I can swear on it.”

Qin Hao scoffed, “If swearing were useful, what would the law be for? Do you think I’m a child?”

He Tingting: “I don’t have any malicious intent, I’m just curious, that thing really is too miraculous.”

Qin Hao stood up and walked over to her, directly facing her, leaning forward, their distance very close.

He Tingting felt the heat he exhaled: “What are you trying to do?”

“Don’t you want to know? My secret is only to be known by my woman. Do you still want to know?” Qin Hao’s mouth tilted upward, showing a mischievously playful smile.

[First update, I have something on today, so the next update will be late, please excuse me; this isn’t considered a leave or break in updating, and I hope the bosses will approve of future leaves if needed, but of course, I won’t take leave without serious reasons.]