<h4>Chapter 483: Chapter 479: First-ss Acting</h4><h4></h4>


    The moment he threw his punch, Ling Chen clearly felt a touch feedback from his fist, as if it struck something, yet it was light andcked force. To protect Mr. Yun’s safety, Ling Chen dared not strike rashly and had to stay put, lest the magician should attack again.


    Seconds and minutes passed by, the sound of the subway gradually faded, and the smog in the sewer also began to dissipate.


    Ling Chen looked intently and saw a piece of discarded clothing on the ground.


    So that’s how it is!


    Ling Chen nodded inwardly, that punch just now must have hit the clothing. Unexpectedly, the magician had some skill, using the tactic of Golden Cicada to dodge his attack. Unfortunately, had that punch hit its target, the opponent would have been dealt with.


    Ling Chen was very confident in his current fighting abilities.


    Seeing that the magician didn’t appear after a long time, Ling Chen gestured to Mr. Yun behind him, signaling him to leave through the iron gate.


    The sewer was too cramped, and if the opponent used weapons of mass destruction, it might endanger both their lives, so Ling Chen had to be cautious.


    However, as Mr. Yun walked up to the iron gate and pushed to leave, a loud ’bang’ suddenly came from outside the gate, with sparks flying and the pungent smell of gunpowder filling the air instantly. At the same time, Mr. Yun was blown back by the st, mming heavily into the wall, and then fell into the foul-smelling sludge, face down, motionless.


    "Mr. Yun!"


    Ling Chen’s face changed drastically, he hurried over and lifted Mr. Yun from the mud.


    At this moment, Mr. Yun’s eyes were tightly closed, breathless, covered in numerous wounds, a ghastly sight to behold.


    "Mr. Yun." Seeing his miserable state, Ling Chen felt a surge of urgency. It was all because he had been too careless, failing to notice the trapid by those people at the gate.


    If he had been the one to open the gate just now, probably it would not be Mr. Yun lying here.


    "Mr. Yun, wake up, you can’t die now... Mr. Yun... Mr. Yun..."


    Ling Chen was pping his cheeks hard, trying to wake him. However, Mr. Yun showed no reaction at all, his head limply hanging in Ling Chen’s arms, lifeless.


    "Damn it! You beasts, wait for me, I swear I won’t stop until you are dead." Ling Chen roared angrily, his voice echoing in the sewer for a long time.


    Composing himself, Ling Chen picked up Mr. Yun’s body, covered his face with a coat, and then walked through the sted iron gate, striding towards the subway station. Along the way, he made a phone call.


    Exiting the subway station, two police cars were already waiting by the side of the road for Ling Chen’s arrival.


    Ling Chen sat in the back seat of the police car without uttering a word, and once the car started, he nced out of the window, then removed the coat covering Mr. Yun.


    "It’s okay now, no need to pretend anymore."


    As soon as he spoke, Mr. Yun’s tightly closed eyes immediately opened, showing a faint, weak smile and asked, "He didn’t notice?"


    "Your acting was good, you should have fooled him." Ling Chen said with a smile.


    Mr. Yun replied weakly, "I really almost died."


    "Don’t worry, you won’t die, you’re wearing a bulletproof vest, the explosion didn’t hit your vitals."


    When Mr. Yun was blown away earlier, Ling Chen immediately rushed to his side and checked his pulse, knowing there was no danger to his life. But Mr. Yun’s appearance was really tragic, looking utterly deceased, so Ling Chen took the chance to deceive the magician.


    Fortunately, Mr. Yun’s cooperation was good, and the two performed a scene together. From the sewer all the way out, the magician never showed up, probably deceived into thinking Mr. Yun was dead.


    Half an hourter, escorted by police cars, Ling Chen, apanied by Mr. Yun, smoothly arrived at the Jin Hai City airport.


    On the airne, Tang Yuan, who had already received the notice, had prepared the medical team. Watching Mr. Yun being carried onto the stretcher, Ling Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Regardless, he had managed to deliver Mr. Yun to the airport without incident.


    "Old Tang, I’m leaving him in your care. Be extra careful."


    "Aren’t youing back to Beijing with us?"


    Ling Chen shook his head and said, "No, I am only responsible for handing him over to you. You guys can handle the rest. Mr. Yun, being a high-ranking member of the God Organization, definitely has a lot of intelligence. This is a great opportunity for you guys."


    "If that’s the case, then I won’t keep you." Tang Yuan patted Ling Chen on the shoulder and said, "Wish you a safe journey."


    "You too."


    "Mr. Ling." At this moment, a medical staff member in a white coat came out and said, "The patient is asking for you. He has something to tell you."


    Ling Chen nced at Tang Yuan, then followed the medical staff member into the room.


    Lying in the bed and ready to receive treatment, Mr. Yun waved to Ling Chen, gesturing for him toe closer. Ling Chen got the hint and quickly moved closer to Mr. Yun.


    "Keep Wanqing safe; she... she is the key."


    The key?


    Ling Chen looked at Mr. Yun with a puzzled face and asked, "What key?"


    Hearing his question, Mr. Yun silently closed his eyes, evidently not wishing to answer.


    "Mr. Ling, please step out for a moment, we need to treat the patient."


    The medical staff’s voice came through, and Ling Chen reluctantly left the room. He knew that if Mr. Yun didn’t want to talk, no amount of coercion would work. Now he could only ce his hopes on the Ghost Organization to see how much they could extract from Mr. Yun.


    Leaving the special ne to Beijing, Ling Chen, apanied by Hu Fei and Qiu Yong among others, bought tickets for a flight to East Sea City and then waited in the departure lounge for boarding.


    "Big Brother, did you encounter any resistance on your way here?"


    "Just some small fry, all dealt with."


    After speaking, Qiu Yong changed the topic and said, "Ling Cheng, what are your ns when we return to East Sea City?"


    "Carry on with life as usual. Big Brother, do you have any ns?"


    Qiu Yong nodded and said, "We eight oddballs have always felt at home everywhere and rarely stay in one ce for long. We’ve stayed in East Sea City this long only because of you, breaking our norm. Now that there’s nothing pressing, we want to travel, visit some famous mountains and rivers."


    Ling Chen looked troubled and said, "Big Brother, I’m afraid I can’t join you. You know, in East Sea City..."


    "It’s okay! No need to exin." Xia Yueughed and interjected, "We know you’ve got a lot on your te, so we didn’t n to ask you to join us. Just letting you know. Without us to help you, take care of yourself."


    Yuan Yun added, "Xia Yue is right. Ling Cheng, if you run into any trouble, just give me a call. We’ll definitelye back to help you."


    "Thank you, everyone!" Ling Chen expressed his gratitude.


    The eight oddballs, although diverse in temperament, were utterly sincere and selfless when it came to their own brothers.