Chapter 412: Four hundred and eleven, trouble continues Chapter 412: Four hundred and eleven, trouble continues “Since you’ve discovered me, I’ll tell you the truth, Doctor, I’m here to take your life today,” the man in black said as he swiftly pulled out a weapon and aimed it at Song Yan Ning’s head.
Song Yan Ning did not flinch or dodge; there was no sign of panic on her face. “You can try.”
Seeing Song Yan Ning so calm, the young man in black suddenly felt uneasy. “I admire your courage, but the outcome won’t change.”
He slowly pressed the trigger, hoping to see fear in Song Yan Ning’s eyes as his own glinted with madness, but he was disappointed. However, that did not matter. As long as he killed the woman in front of him, ten billion would be his.
Song Yan Ning coldly watched the young man in black, her icy, mocking eyes as chilling as frost.
Noting the mockery in Song Yan Ning’s eyes, the man in black gritted his teeth and pressed harder on the trigger.
“Bang!” A sound echoed in the alley, startling a cat that had been sleeping on a fence, causing it to leap down rapidly.
“How is this possible?” The man in black thought he would see Song Yan Ning bleeding profusely, but she was unharmed. Where was his bullet? How could he miss at such a close range?
“Are you looking for this?” Song Yan Ning opened her hand to show the bullet to the young man in black.
“How is this possible?” he said, his eyes full of shock. How could she possibly catch a bullet from such a short distance?
With a flick of her finger, Song Yan Ning sent the bullet speeding out as a silver streak, sinking into the young man’s forehead. A drop of blood slowly expanded and trickled down from his brow.
The man in black’s eyes widened as his body slowly toppled backward. Until his death, he never understood how Song Yan Ning had caught the bullet. If he had known how fearsome she was, he would have never accepted the task. But it was too late.
Song Yan Ning cast a cold glance at the young man now reduced to ashes on the ground, waved her hand, and a burst of Flames engulfed him, quickly turning his body into ash.
Song Yan Ning had just walked out of the alley when her phone rang. She pulled it out and saw that it was a call from Qin Yushen. Her lips slightly curled as she pressed the call button.
“Xiao Ning, did you hear about the task posted by the Emperor Realm?”
“Yes, I just dealt with one,” Song Yan Ning knew more trouble was inevitable, but that was beyond her control considering the ten billion reward—how many could resist such a temptation?
“I’m coming to Yang City right away; you have to be careful.” Even though Qin Yushen knew Song Yan Ning would be fine, he still worried about her being alone in Yang City.
“I’m fine, you don’t need to worry.” Those who wanted to kill her had to see if they had the capability.
As Song Yan Ning and Qin Yushen talked while walking out of the alley, a car suddenly sped towards her from nearby.
Passersby, seeing this, froze in fear, mouths agape, unable to scream. They could already imagine what was about to unfold.
Song Yan Ning’s gaze turned icy. She tapped the tip of her foot on the ground, leaped onto the car’s hood, then lightly tapped again, vaulting over and landing behind the car.
The driver, seeing that Song Yan Ning had dodged the impact, frowned and sped away. Since the mission had failed, he would have to find another opportunity. The target was not easy to handle after all.
Watching the car drive away, Song Yan Ning’s icy eyes were filled with scorn and disdain.
“Excuse me! Do you know kung fu?”
Song Yan Ning turned to see who was speaking and saw a scholarly-looking young man with wire-rimmed glasses. “No.”
“I’m a director, and I mean no harm. Don’t worry.” He had just gotten a script but had been unable to find a suitable actress for the lead role. The girl in front of him was beautiful and had an excellent demeanor that perfectly matched his vision for his lead actress.
Song Yan Ning nodded her head and turned to walk towards the bus station.
“Wait!” The man hurried up and blocked Song Yan Ning, “I’d like to invite you to be the lead actress in my new movie. I think you’re perfect for it.”
“Thanks, but I’m not interested,” Song Yan Ning said blandly. She had enough on her plate already, let alone time to star in a movie.
“If you agree to be the lead actress, you can name your conditions.” The young man really didn’t want to give up on Song Yan Ning. With her quality, if she entered the entertainment industry, she would surely become a huge star.
Song Yan Ning walked past the young man without another word, having already declined and thus having no further desire to engage in more useless conversation.
The young man caught up with Song Yan Ning again and handed her a business card, “This is my card. If you change your mind, you can call me. My phone will always be on.” He believed no girl would turn down such a great opportunity, and her family would surely persuade her if they knew about it.
Song Yan Ning did not reach out. Having declined, she did not wish to give him any false hope.
Watching Song Yan Ning’s retreating figure, the young man’s gaze hardened. He was determined to make her the lead actress in his film.
He drove his car to a rural area and stopped by the roadside, lighting a cigarette. Song Yan Ning’s home was on the way; he was determined to kill her today. He had to get those ten billion.
Seeing a bus approaching from a distance, he smirked and flicked his cigarette out of the window. Finally, she was here.
A bus from the city to this area came every half hour, so he was sure that Song Yan Ning was on this bus.
Song Yan Ning saw the car parked by the roadside and lightly smiled. She knew he wouldn’t give up easily.
The man watched the bus pass his car, with Song Yan Ning sitting inside, eyes closed to rest. He smirked coldly, stepping on the gas to rush at the bus, intending to knock it into the nearby river. He had chosen this spot because there were no cameras and a river nearby. If the bus went into the river, even if Song Yan Ning didn’t die, she’d be injured, and he could then finish her off.
But when he pressed the accelerator, the car didn’t respond. What was going on?
As the bus drove away, panic rose within him. His plan was falling apart.
Suddenly, his car lunged forward. Realizing too late, he tried to turn the car around but couldn’t.
“Bang!” The car plunged into the river and quickly submerged.
Song Yan Ning heard the noise behind her and her lips curled into a cold smirk.