Chapter 229: Agent 3
As they drove back home in a convoy, the atmosphere inside each vehicle was tense, weighed down by the unsettling events of the day. Li Xinjie and Sun Lixia exchanged worried glances, their thoughts consumed by the unexpected revelation and its potential ramifications for their family.
Suddenly, a jolt rocked the car as it was struck from behind, sending Li Xinjie and Sun Lixia lurching forward, their heads colliding with the seats in front of them. The driver’s voice trembled as he apologized, explaining that they had been rear-ended by another vehicle.
Li Xinjie’s eyes narrowed with suspicion, his muscles tensing with a surge of adrenaline. "It’s them," he muttered darkly, his mind racing with thoughts of retaliation.
Sun Lixia, though injured, remained composed, her gaze steely as she instructed the driver to change course. "We need to shake them off," she commanded, her voice firm with determination.
Meanwhile, Li Chen, who was in a separate car, grew alarmed as he observed the sudden change in direction of his mother’s vehicle. Sensing trouble, he wasted no time in reaching out to Sun Lixia, his voice urgent as he sought answers.
"Mom, what’s happening?" Li Chen’s voice crackled over the phone, his heart pounding with apprehension. "Are you all right?"
Sun Lixia’s response was swift and resolute. "We’re being followed," she replied, her tone betraying no hint of fear. "Head home and ensure Zhang Mei’s safety. Shadow will handle this."
Li Chen swiftly dialed Zhu Fengrui’s number, urgency evident in his voice. "Come and take Zhang Mei with you," he instructed, his tone firm and decisive.
Zhang Mei, her nerves on edge, turned to Li Chen, her eyes wide with apprehension. "What’s happening, Li Chen?" she asked, her voice quivering with fear.
Li Chen clasped her hand reassuringly, his gaze steady and comforting. "It’s all right," he murmured, his voice calm despite the chaos surrounding them. "We’ll be safe soon."
Soon, the sound of approaching footsteps heralded the arrival of Li Yanyan’s driver. Li Chen guided Zhang Mei into their car, his movements purposeful and protective.
Li Yanyan, her concern evident, voiced her reservations. "Are you sure about this?" she queried, her brow furrowed with worry.
Li Chen met her gaze with unwavering determination. "That is my mother and brother," he replied firmly. "And Li Xinjie is still recovering. We have to ensure their safety."
Li Yanyan nodded reluctantly, understanding Li Chen’s reasoning. "You should trust Shadow to handle this," she urged, her tone tinged with concern.
But Li Chen remained steadfast in his decision. "We’ll be fine, Aunt Yanyan," he assured her, his voice resolute.
Zhang Mei squeezed Li Chen’s hand tightly, her eyes reflecting her concern. "We have a wedding in two weeks," she reminded him, her voice filled with emotion. "Come back safely, okay?"
Li Chen offered her a reassuring smile, his determination unwavering. "I promise," he vowed, his voice filled with conviction as the car sped off into the night, navigating the uncertain path ahead.
Li Chen’s voice was urgent as he directed his driver to follow Sun Lixia’s car’s path. Dialing Sun Lixia’s number once more, he sought to confirm their location. "Where are you?" he inquired, his tone edged with concern.
Sun Lixia’s voice crackled over the line, her words laced with tension. "We’re driving to a secluded spot," she replied tersely. "You should be heading home."
Li Chen’s determination was unwavering. "No, I want to be there," he insisted, his voice firm.
Sun Lixia’s voice softened slightly as she asked, "Where is Zhang Mei?"
Li Chen reassured her, "With Zhu Fengrui, headed home."
Sun Lixia paused before responding, "We’ll be at the outskirts of town, near the abandoned factories."
Li Chen’s instructions were swift and decisive. "Wait for me," he instructed Sun Lixia before turning to his driver. "Quickly, drive to the outskirts of town," he commanded, his urgency palpable.
With a firm nod, the driver stepped on the accelerator, the car hurtling toward their destination as Li Chen braced himself for the impending confrontation.
Li Chen’s heart raced as the car sped toward the outskirts of town. His fists clenched with tension, his mind consumed with thoughts of protecting his mother and brother from whatever threat loomed over them. Every passing moment felt like an eternity, each second bringing him closer to the confrontation that awaited.
With each turn of the road, Li Chen’s determination intensified. He couldn’t afford to waste any time; he needed to reach his family before it was too late. The urgency in his veins fueled his resolve, driving him forward with a singular purpose.
As the car raced along the deserted streets, Li Chen’s focus remained unwavering. His senses were on high alert, scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. He knew that every second counted, and he was prepared to do whatever it took to ensure his family’s safety.
Sun Lixia’s words hung heavy in the tense air of the car as they came to a stop in the deserted area. Li Xinjie’s resolve was palpable as he prepared to face whatever danger lay ahead. He turned to his mother, a mix of determination and concern etched on his face.
"Mom, this is all my fault," Li Xinjie began, his voice tinged with regret. "Let me handle this."
Sun Lixia’s gaze softened as she looked at her son, her heart aching at the weight of his burden. "The organization took you away from me when you were born," she said, her voice trembling with emotion. "Like hell I will allow them to take you away when I just met you."
Li Xinjie’s eyes met his mother’s, filled with gratitude and love. "If anything happens, I want you to run and don’t worry about me," he insisted, his tone firm but filled with underlying fear.
Sun Lixia’s determination mirrored her son’s as she clasped his hand tightly. "I can’t promise you that, son," she replied, her voice unwavering. "We’ll face this together, no matter what."
As the pursuer’s car came to a halt in front of them, Li Xinjie’s jaw tensed with apprehension. He could sense the imminent danger, the familiar dread of facing agents sent to assassinate him. Anger boiled within him, compounded by the frustration of his broken arm rendering him unable to defend himself and his mother.
Sun Lixia felt her son’s tension radiating through the confined space of the car, her own heart pounding with a mixture of fear and determination. She reached out, placing a reassuring hand on Li Xinjie’s shoulder, silently offering her support and strength in the face of adversity.
The car door swung open, and a figure stepped out, their features obscured by the dim light of the deserted area. Li Xinjie’s muscles tensed, his senses on high alert as he braced himself for whatever may come. With a deep breath, he prepared to confront the threat head-on, his determination unwavering despite the odds stacked against him.
As Li Xinjie stepped out of the car, Sun Lixia’s heart clenched with worry, her instincts screaming at her to protect her son at all costs. "Xinjie, be careful," she murmured, her voice laced with anxiety.
Li Xinjie squared his shoulders, his gaze fixed on the approaching agent. Despite the uncertainty swirling within him, he maintained a facade of calm determination. As he drew closer, he recognized the figure as Agent 3, a shadowy presence within their organization, known for his eerie silence.
The air crackled with tension as Li Xinjie halted a few paces away from Agent 3, his muscles coiled with restrained energy. "What do you want?" he demanded, his voice steady despite the underlying edge of apprehension.
Agent 3 remained stoic, his expression unreadable as he reached into his coat pocket, retrieving a folded piece of paper. Without a word, he extended it towards Li Xinjie, the movement deliberate and unnerving.
Li Xinjie accepted the paper, his fingers tightening around it as he unfolded the document, his eyes scanning the contents. As he read, a frown creased his brow, his mind racing with the implications of the information before him.
Sun Lixia watched anxiously from the car, her breath catching in her throat as she waited for her son’s reaction. With each passing moment, the tension in the air grew thicker, fraught with unspoken threats and uncertain outcomes.
