My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife-Chapter 510 - 511 As You Wish

Wooosh...

Wooosh...

As the provincial capital city, Jinling had excellent security measures. From the moment someone was injured to the police being alerted, it took only two to three minutes.

Several police cars arrived, blocking Zhao Qilin's escape.

"Move aside!"

Zhao Qilin, infuriated and desperate, swung his Guan Dao at the police like a mad dog biting tightly onto its target.

"What are you doing? Dare to resist arrest?"

The police officers' faces darkened as they drew their sidearms.

However, they were all using pistols, which weren't much of a threat to someone like Zhao Qilin, short of a sniper rifle that might intimidate him.

"Everyone, out of the way. I'll deal with him!"

Qin Yu knew these ordinary police officers were no match for Zhao Qilin. After shouting out, he pushed off with his feet, leaping up as though he and the Red Tassel Spear were one, turning into a dark shadow thrusting at Zhao Qilin.

"This is Red Star Square, requesting backup, requesting backup!"

These police officers had also realized that Zhao Qilin was a formidable martial artist, well beyond what their small group could handle, so they contacted headquarters to dispatch more competent special forces.

"Everyone, clear out, clear out!"

At this moment, Han Bing also came down from the building, waving her hands to disperse the crowd of onlookers.

"Damn it, you all want me dead, don't you? Well, I refuse to die!"

Knowing he couldn't escape without taking down Qin Yu, Zhao Qilin stopped targeting the police and turned around to again engage Qin Yu in a fierce fight.

Cling clang...

Qin Yu dodged, and Zhao Qilin's Guan Dao struck the marble tiles of the square with a heavy blow.

Crack...

The immense force not only carved a deep groove in the marble but the Guan Dao itself couldn't withstand the strain and snapped in two.

"What the hell, such lousy quality?"

Zhao Qilin grimaced, tossed aside his Guan Dao, and roared at Qin Yu, "Come on, let's have a real fight, fist to flesh!"

"As you wish!"

Qin Yu flicked his wrist, and the Red Tassel Spear turned into a dark shadow, stabbing into the ground at a distance. Clenching his fist, he was instantly in front of Zhao Qilin.

Today, he intended to defeat him and make him submit both in spirit and verbally.

Thump...

Qin Yu landed a punch on Zhao Qilin's face, while Zhao Qilin's fist also struck his shoulder.

After each taking a step back, the two collided again, producing muffled sounds of flesh and bone clashing.

There were no flashy moves involved; it was a straightforward exchange of blows, both sides determined to beat each other down.

"Get out!"

Seizing an opportunity, Qin Yu side-kicked Zhao Qilin, who stumbled back a few steps and then fell into a fountain pool.

Qin Yu followed suit, jumping down, and the two continued their fight in the water.

Wooosh...

Wooosh...

By then, the special police had arrived in an armored vehicle. After evacuating the injured, they completely encircled the square.

Revealing her identity, Han Bing took temporary command, holding a sniper rifle and watching the fight in the fountain pool between Zhao Qilin and Qin Yu without blinking.

If Qin Yu were to be at a disadvantage, she would not hesitate to shoot and kill Zhao Qilin.

With the support of the Ancient Martial Families gone and the evidence she held, executing Zhao Qilin would be justified.

"You cur, if I have to die, I'm taking you down with me!"

Zhao Qilin completely lost his composure, his eyes bloodshot, as he launched a relentless barrage of punches at Qin Yu.

Before the clash with Qin Yu, he had been the powerful deputy head of the Seventh Bureau, treated with courtesy even by the head of the bureau, thanks to the backing of the Ancient Martial Families.

However, in just half a month, he had fallen from heaven to hell. Abandoned by the Ancient Martial Families and held by a thread due to the evidence in Han Bing's hands, he was now trapped by the special police, facing a certain dead end.

In the end, it was all because of Qin Yu, that son of a bitch!

Zhao Qilin grabbed Qin Yu by the throat and pressed down into the water, roaring madly, "Die, die!"

Splash...

Naturally, Qin Yu wasn't going to just wait for death; hooking onto Zhao Qilin's neck, they both sank under the water.

Han Bing, holding a sniper rifle, could only fret, as both combatants had gone underwater; she didn't dare to shoot.

Bang....

A few seconds later, Zhao Qilin was kicked out of the pool by Qin Yu.

Thud thud....

He stumbled several steps backward on the ground before he finally managed to steady himself.

However, his bare upper body was covered in fist marks, and his originally handsome face was now swollen like a pig's head.

Whoosh....

Qin Yu also jumped out from the water, drenched and silent, walked up to Zhao Qilin, and continued to punch him with his fists.

"Black Dragon Rising from the Sea!"

Qin Yu shouted lowly, landing both fists simultaneously on Zhao Qilin.

Spurt....

Zhao Qilin's form staggered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Just as he was about to counterattack, Qin Yu had already grabbed his hair and, aiming at his face, landed several heavy punches: "That's for bullying my wife!"

Of course, the "wife" he referred to was Yan Mingyu, not Han Bing.

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"Argh.... I regret it, I should have killed you sooner!"

Zhao Qilin, getting beaten to the point of having no ability to fight back, staggered and let out a resentful roar from his mouth.

"Bang...."

Qin Yu's knee brutally impacted Zhao Qilin's lower abdomen, effectively destroying his cultivation.

Thump....

At last, Zhao Qilin couldn't hold on any longer, his legs buckled, and he knelt on the ground, continuously spitting out blood.

"Qin Yu, move aside!"

Bang!

A ruthless look flashed in Han Bing's eyes as she pulled the trigger of the sniper rifle. Zhao Qilin, such a terrifying man, couldn't be given any chance to turn things around; it was essential to eradicate him completely.

As a mist of blood arose, Zhao Qilin was shot in the back, his heart blown apart.

His body slanted, his eyes wide open, he fell to the ground.

Until death, he couldn't understand how, just half an hour ago, everything seemed to be under his control, yet he ended up being the one to die.

"Ah... Mingyu, I've avenged you!"

Qin Yu swayed, collapsing to the ground with a shout towards the sky.

He still loved Yan Mingyu!

Han Bing bit her lip lightly, a complex expression on her face.

Eventually, she put down the sniper rifle and walked over to Qin Yu to help him up: "Are you alright?"

"Tired...."

Qin Yu said bleakly.

Having struggled with Zhao Qilin for so long, his physical strength was severely depleted. But more than that, he felt mentally drained; how good it would have been if Yan Mingyu had been there to witness him beating up Zhao Qilin.

"Get in the car and rest a bit; I'll handle the rest!"

Han Bing helped Qin Yu into a police car, then went on to discuss the events with the police officers who had arrived.

By the time all the follow-up matters were dealt with, an hour had passed.

Han Bing drove her SUV over and returned to the villa with Qin Yu.

After taking a shower, he lay in bed and fell asleep almost instantly.

The next day, he didn't open his eyes until around ten o'clock, feeling like every bone in his body was falling apart. It would probably take a few days of rest to recover. However, he had finally resolved the great threat of Zhao Qilin.

Ring ring....

At that moment, Qin Yu's phone began to ring.

He picked it up and saw that it was a call from Lu Wenrou. After answering, he heard Lu Wenrou's crisp voice: "Qin Yu, have you seen the news? Jinling's richest man, Nangong Kui, is dead!"

Huh?

Nangong Kui is dead?

Qin Yu frowned and asked urgently, "How did he die?"