There was a loud swoosh!
From the stairs not far away, something flew over with a sharp gust of wind, brushing past Fan Jia's face. If Fan Jia hadn't taken a step back at the last moment, Fan Jia would have been dead.
If Fan Jia hadn't taken a step back at the last moment, that huge object would have landed on her face.
Thud!
When it landed and spun, the crowd finally saw what it was.
A skateboard?
Fan Jia's eyes dimmed. She lifted her head.
Before anyone could react.
The figure standing on the steps made a sharp somersault in the air, evaded the flow of people, and passed by handsomely. His feet stepped on the pile of stones beside the seaway as a fulcrum for the second time, and he gave a heavy kick. His action was so handsome that it made people dumbfounded.
Under the light.
Fan Jia saw a youngster, her silvery hair falling with the sea breeze. She wore a black mask as she walked towards her.
The youngster's dark red t-shirt puffed up in the sea breeze, revealing the fair skin around her waist. The lines were beautiful and eye-catching.
Who was it?
Fan Jia narrowed her eyes. She couldn't see the person's face.
But deep down, she knew he was coming for her. With a tug, she grabbed the middle-aged woman beside her and pushed her forcefully.
"Ah!"
In an instant, screams filled the entire pier.
"Someone fell into the sea!"
The moment the words left her mouth, the crowd descended into chaos.
Fan Jia knew that she wouldn't be able to escape no matter who the culprit was. She glanced at the fearful faces of the people present and shrunk back into the boat, pretending to be afraid. "It's the killer from the coast. Leave, everyone, leave!"
At such a moment, the paler her expression was, the more sympathy she could garner.
Furthermore, it was a pitiful sight.
Since ancient times, no one had a good impression of someone who came with a menacing aura.
On the contrary, the person who acted pitiful would put up a facade, even if they had evil intentions.
Hence, when the crowd heard Fan Jia's words, their gazes towards Bo Jiu changed. With the mask on her face, they didn't see her as a good person. Instead, they avoided the tall youngster as though she was the plague. They boarded the boat in a panic.
The boat wasn't big, it only had a small deck.
"Hurry up and sail!"
It was obvious that everyone was afraid.
With Fan Jia's shout, the pilot instinctively did as he was told.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
Bo Jiu watched as the ship started to move. Her dark gaze swept over the propellers that were about to sink. Her fingers moved. It was the razor she had taken from the old man in the alley.
Using the force of his body to the side, he avoided the crowd and directly stabbed the ship's propeller, getting stuck on the ship's wheel.
After hearing three 'tut tut tut' sounds, even with the engine roaring, the ship was unable to move forward immediately.
Bo Jiu made use of the time difference to leap and land on the deck.
The people on the boat picked up whatever they had on them.
Survival was everyone's instinct.
But at the same time, cowardice was also an instinct of everyone.
Even if someone was holding a metal rod from the ship, he didn't dare to swing it directly. Instead, he threw it over.
Originally, it was aimed at the youngster's head.
The youngster tilted her head, twisting her legs to catch the metal rod. Then she stood up nimbly. She was so fast that no one could see her movements clearly. Bo Jiu was already standing there. Her left hand was cut because she had thrown the razor. Fresh blood flowed down her fingers. Her right hand was holding onto a metal rod. Her handsome face was covered by a black mask, revealing only a pair of black and white eyes. She had black earrings, a red t-shirt and silver hair. At this moment, the youngster looked like the leader of a hot-blooded high school.
Unknowingly, when the crowd saw this scene, they instinctively opened up a path.
It was probably because of fear.
Some people were calling the police while others were calling for help.
Bo Jiu didn't bother about them. Her gaze was locked onto Fan Jia, who was pushing the crowd aside and running towards the back of the ship.
The ship wasn't that big.
Fan Jia could only make use of the people on the ship. She caught a person in her hands, no longer concealing her true nature. She placed the knife on the person's throat, her gaze darkening.
The person who was caught paled. She widened her eyes, turning towards Bo Jiu. Her gaze was pleading for help.
Bo Jiu stilled.
That gaze was too familiar.
It was familiar enough for her to freeze on the spot when she wanted to charge over without a care for anything else.
Z, don't let yourself turn completely black.
Bo Jiu tightened her grip, the sound of her joints cracking. Even the metal rod in her hands seemed to be able to feel the pain.
"Little Jiu, do you know why your code name is Z?"
Little Bo Jiu glanced at the grave in front of her, shaking her head. Back then, she hadn't understood.
"Zero, zero. You have to remember, you should be zero. You shouldn't be restricted by anything. At the same time, you shouldn't be controlled by the darkness because you are standing in it."
Bo Jiu glanced up at Fan Jia, who was standing at the back of the ship. Fan Jia's glasses were gone. Her face was adorable but it carried a smile that didn't match her face.
"Don't come over. You can see that person's face is very tender." Fan Jia moved her hand again.
The screams rang out again.
Bo Jiu stood there, the sea breeze ruffling her hair.
"Who are you?" Fan Jia gritted her teeth. She had to find out who had forced her to this state.
Bo Jiu glanced up, the black earring glinting. She asked faintly, "What do you think?"
Something flashed past Fan Jia's mind. "Z, you are Z?"
"I should praise you for being able to recognize me after impersonating me for so long. Aren't you shameless?" Bo Jiu maintained her carefree attitude but her eyes scanned the surroundings.
Fan Jia smirked. "So it's you. Your name is so useful. Some of my supporters don't care if I'm the real Z. Why? You can't take it anymore after I snatched your halo? "
"Halo?" Bo Jiu played with the word, her lips lifting. "I'm not interested in being supported by a bunch of idiots. If you want, I'll give it to you."
Fan Jia's gaze dimmed. "You're still so arrogant. I advise you to put down the metal rod in your hand. Otherwise, I'll kill her. Since you're here, I'll say you killed her. Who asked you to not save her?"
"That explains why my dad always says it's easier to be a bad person than a good person." Bo Jiu tapped the side of the boat with the metal rod. With a loud bang, she straightened the rod and pointed the other end at Fan Jia. Her aura was unstoppable but her voice was filled with laughter. "Do you think I'm like Qin Mo, choosing between the two? Don't forget, you're a criminal and so am I."
Fan Jia's expression changed. She had never expected Z to do this to her.
She watched as the youngster walked towards her. With every step, Fan Jia's expression changed.
The girl held hostage by Fan Jia had tears in her eyes. She didn't say a word but her eyes were lowered as though she was trying to say something.
She watched the youngster who could possibly save her.
Her gaze wavered. She couldn't even hear the cry for help.
Fan Jia saw that this path wasn't going to work and started to have other thoughts. She moved her fingers, taking something out.
Taking advantage of this gap, Bo Jiu exerted strength in her wrist, lifting the metal rod and throwing it towards Fan Jia!
In order to avoid the strong impact, Fan Jia had to let go of the girl she was holding.
This way, the girl's head would definitely hit the wrench of the boat.
The girl's eyes were shut.
But in the blink of an eye …
The youngster, who everyone thought was going to continue attacking, suddenly turned around. Her injured right hand held onto the girl's hand.
Then she pulled the hostage over!
The youngster arched her body, her back pressing heavily against the wrench, using her body to block most of the impact.
The girl looked at the youngster in disbelief. Then she glanced down at his bleeding hand. Something flickered in her eyes.
But the youngster didn't even wait for her to thank him. He stood up and dashed into the distance.
But at this moment, Bo Jiu had already distanced herself from Fan Jia.
There was a small boat in that direction.
There was only a fisherman on the boat.
It was easy for Fan Jia to deal with him.
The moment she jumped over, she kicked him into the sea.
Bo Jiu wanted to jump over but the next second, she froze.
Fan Jia turned the rudder of the small boat and smiled. "It seems like criminals are different. You can't be more ruthless than me, Z."
Across the sea.
Bo Jiu stood at the bow of the boat and watched Fan Jia.
Fan Jia's smile deepened. "I'll give you the last time bomb. Are you coming to catch me or are you staying to save these people? It seems like you can only choose the latter."
Bo Jiu lowered her lids and shifted her long legs. She glanced at the bomb before glancing up at Fan Jia.
Your knife was used to stop the ship from leaving. Even the metal rod was used to save people. Z, you should just be a criminal. Why did you have to save people? It's so fake. "After Fan Jia said this, she turned the rudder and started the small ship. Fan Jia's eyes lit up. She looked at the small ship and said," Z, you're an all-rounder. You need tools to defuse a bomb, right? Even the metal rod was used to save people.
Bo Jiu glanced back. There were many people standing behind her. They were defenseless, looking at her as though they were about to tear up.
She glanced at Fan Jia.
A little boy appeared in front of her.
"Do you know what it means to be a Chinese soldier? A Chinese soldier knows that even if there's darkness ahead, he will tear it apart to welcome the light."
Bo Jiu retracted her long legs and squatted down. She looked at the time bomb in front of her.
It was obvious that Fan Jia hadn't given anyone any extra time.
From the moment she had decided on the time, she had decided to let Z die here as well.
The countdown was less than thirty seconds.
Tick tock, tick tock.
The sound was accompanied by the sea breeze.
Every beat seemed to be forcing everyone's heart.
Despair that had never been seen before swept across everyone's face.
There was a mother and son on the boat.
The child was carried on the back of the mother's bamboo basket. He didn't know what was happening and was crying loudly.
Bo Jiu retracted her gaze.
Fan Jia was right. She had nothing left.
She narrowed her eyes and observed the destructive power of the bomb.
It was a small bomb.
Even if it wasn't powerful, it would be able to kill half of the people on the boat the moment it exploded.
Those who were strong and could swim started to jump off the boat.
There were only a few women and children left on the boat.
Bo Jiu clenched her fists. She seemed to have thought of something. She bent down and removed the red t-shirt from her body. At this moment, she was only left with a white singlet and a white bandage wrapped around it.
Her silver-grey hair had been splashed into the sea. When it fell, the crowd watched as the youngster bent her waist.
Everyone could only see the young man bending his waist, the lines of his back beautiful. His t-shirt was wrapped around the bomb. Then, he reached out and pulled something over. Then, with a sweep of his long legs, he shouted, "Everyone retreat!"
Tick tock.
Tick tock.
It was the last five seconds.
The youngster placed the metal piece in front of her chest. She exerted strength in her legs. There was a loud explosion in mid-air. Then she fell into the sea. The waves and the continuous explosion spread to the side of the boat.
That kind of impact directly hit the young man's body.
There was a loud bang!
Fresh blood flowed from the youngster's mouth. She was smashed into the sea!
The seawater swept over from all directions.
Fan Jia, who was in the distance, turned over when she heard the sound. She smiled.
Z, let's see if you can survive this.
How foolish, thinking about saving others.
She even forgot that she was afraid of water. How dare she act like a hero?
Fan Jia reached out and turned the rudder. She increased the speed of the boat and made use of time to disappear into the distant sea.
When the explosion happened, everyone's ears were ringing.
Fragments of the red T-shirt could be vaguely seen on the burning sea surface that the red T-shirt had been reduced to pieces.
It was inevitable that someone was injured. After all, it was a bomb. It wasn't a small matter.
Fortunately, the boat wasn't destroyed. There was enough space for rescue. Everyone was still alive, even if they were exhausted.
The people who survived the disaster started to tear up.
The only one missing was the youngster who had bent over and taken off his t-shirt. He was wearing a mask.
There was a moment of silence in the air.
Everyone looked at each other. They didn't know what to say at this moment.
Or rather, nothing was right.
It wasn't right to treat that person as a criminal.
It was even more wrong to not be able to differentiate the person with the worst illness.
It was impossible not to feel guilty.
When the girl touched the blood on her hands, she looked at the surface of the sea. Tears flowed from her eyes. She wanted the youngster who had decided to sacrifice his life to save them to come back.
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