Naming Technique of the Night-Chapter 784 - 469, come to the rescue

At the beginning of the chase, Qing Chen had used a Puppeteer.

No one knew exactly what it was, but the pursuer was sure it must be some kind of Taboo.

This kind of Taboo that could enhance combat ability was coveted by everyone, so as soon as he confirmed that Qing Chen had indeed lost his combat capabilities, he asked his subordinates to search Qing Chen for the Taboo.

However, they were all puzzled because Qing Chen had only used it at the beginning and then seemed to have discarded it afterward.

Such a powerful thing, why abandon it?

Six subordinates approached Qing Chen, carrying a black briefcase that clearly contained a whole set of equipment.

Two subcutaneous injection devices, one red and one blue.

Two pairs of custom-made black shackles, one set of finger locks and one set of wrist locks.

They first searched Qing Chen’s entire body and found no extra items, absolutely clean.

The subordinate looked up and said, "Sir, we found no Taboo, and there is no tattoo on his body."

The middle-aged man frowned and looking at Qing Chen’s palm said, "According to the information I got, there should still be a tail ring on his pinky, but now even the tail ring is gone."

The subordinate whispered, "Maybe it shattered during the fight?"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "No, he knew he couldn’t escape, so he hid all the Taboo items along the way while fleeing. He’s really vicious and meticulous even when death is imminent; he still didn’t want to give any advantage to his adversary."

He knew that Qing Chen must have been certain of his death to have taken such measures.

Ordinary people, in times of crisis, would hold onto whatever aid they had like a final lifeline.

But this young man was different; he was so calm that once he knew he was doomed, he hid the Taboo items in the snow forest first.

The middle-aged man said, "Follow the way we came, I give you 20 minutes to find it. You must find it."

Four of the six subordinates quickly headed back the way they came, searching thoroughly to not miss any clues.

The other two squatted down next to Qing Chen, taking out two injection devices.

The middle-aged man calmly said, "Inject him with the red one to keep him hanging. No need for the blue one; he has already lost his ability to move. He may not recover for another month."

"Understood," the subordinate nodded and injected Qing Chen in the neck with the red injection device.

Then they cautiously placed the finger locks and wrist locks on Qing Chen.

They were very cautious while doing all this, fearing that the young man on the ground might suddenly burst forth and kill them on the spot.

It has to be said, the fierce battle that had just taken place had left them all profoundly shaken.

So much so, that even facing a fainted Qing Chen, they felt an inexplicable dread in their hearts.

Twenty minutes passed, the four subordinates returned, looking awkwardly at the middle-aged man, "Sorry, sir, we didn’t find any trace of the Taboo."

The middle-aged man’s expression hardened for a moment. He hadn’t anticipated that, despite having successfully completed his task, he’d still been thwarted by the young man lying on the ground.

"Forget it, let the intelligence personnel handle the search later. We’re leaving now," the middle-aged man said.

He had to leave.

Even though he was A-Class and the temptation of the Taboo was great, he couldn’t gamble with his life.

In the Federation, no one dared to endure the fury of Qing’s shadow in the south.

Moreover, as they had transported Qing Chen northward, there would likely be checkpoints set up to intercept them. If they delayed, they might not be able to return to the north.

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Elsewhere, Qing Yi was being carried by Yan Chunmi, trudging northward.

Suddenly, Qing Yi said, "Even if you know it’s of no use, you shouldn’t continue to stay behind to protect me. The people after Sir have already focused all their attention on him, so I am safe."

Yan Chunmi gave Qing Yi a sidelong glance and said, "What are you plotting now?"

Qing Yi replied, "I think you should leave us and head to the town outside Taboo Land No. 065 as fast as you can, find a communication device, and inform the Shadow of everything that has happened here. If Sir has died, he can intercept the enemies in Central Plains. If Sir is still alive, at least he can deploy a rescue operation as quickly as possible. Don’t worry, even if you leave me behind, I won’t recklessly try to rescue Sir; I know my limits."

"You’ve cooled down?" Yan Chunmi asked.

"Yes," Qing Yi nodded, "I’ve calmed down."

"Then you be careful and don’t get yourself killed," Yan Chunmi said before dropping Qing Yi in the snow and sprinting northward alone.

Yet as she stepped on the soft snow, it didn’t collapse beneath her.

Qing Yi climbed up from the snow pit, wiping the snow off his face, and then suddenly turned around.

A follower’s face turned pale with shock, "Young Master, where are you going?"

Qing Yi calmly said, "To rescue Qing Li. I think he might not be dead."

When everyone saw the wolf pack earlier, they assumed that Qing Li had died in battle, which explained why the wolf pack was pursuing them so quickly.

But now that Qing Yi had calmed down and thought about it, since their target was Sir, the pressure on Qing Li wouldn’t be the greatest.

Perhaps Qing Li was still alive.

Under immense pressure, Qing Yi forced himself to calm down quickly, every decision he made now was the most correct one in a critical moment.

He wouldn’t risk his life recklessly anymore but allowed Yan Chunmi to go and send the message as quickly as possible while he led people back to rescue Qing Li.

That was the best he could do now.

Yet, every time he thought about Qing Chen possibly being attacked by the wolves, a pain lingered in his heart.

Qing Yi said to Song Niannian, "We need to go back and rescue people now. If you’re afraid of danger, you can continue heading north, but if you’re not, come back with us."

Song Niannian didn’t say a word, but when Qing Yi turned around, she had snapped off a branch from a nearby dead tree and followed behind.

No matter how her agent pulled and gestured to her, she paid him no mind.

The portly agent sighed and followed as well.

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Clashes.

Qing Li and the others were encircled by the wolves left behind, and although the main force of the wolves had left, the remaining ones were still more than enough to hold them.

Many refugees had already died.

The living had no ability to resist either.

In this era, civilians, like young wheat shoots in a field, would fall in droves when a wild wind blew during the struggles of the powerful.

Qing Li’s mouth was somewhat bitter, not knowing how much longer he could hold on.

An attendant used his now ammunition-less gun as a weapon, blocking a lunging wolf’s bite.

Panting, he said to Qing Li, "Chief, I’m afraid we might not make it."

Qing Li grunted.

"Then, if the young master is also being chased, wouldn’t we also be unable to bring back our last words?" the attendant asked.

Qing Li got so angry he laughed, which tugged at the wound in his chest, making him grimace, "You still think of such things at a time like this?!"

"I’ve been in love with Fenfen for three years, and I finally mustered the courage to write her a letter before dying, and now I can’t even deliver it. My luck is so bitter," the attendant lamented.

As soon as his words fell, he was distracted and a wolf bit his leg, pulling him down to the ground.

The wolf tore at the attendant’s leg, dragging him rapidly towards the outer perimeter of the defensive circle.

Qing Li panicked, if he was dragged into the pack of wolves, it would be over!

But just as he was about to go to his rescue, another wolf blocked him.

With an iron-grey face, Qing Li cursed in his heart, "A bunch of damned beasts!"

However, just then, gunfire suddenly erupted from the distance, as if someone was storming in from the side.

The wolves, caught off guard, immediately had a gap blown in their ranks, and Qing Li looked up to see Qing Yi charging at the forefront!

"Young master, don’t come here!" Qing Li yelled angrily, wanting to tear apart the attendants at Qing Yi’s side, these useless men who were letting the young master recklessly return.

It was useless for Qing Yi to return with the pack of wolves here!

"Young master, don’t mind us, run!" Qing Li roared.

"No," Qing Yi continued firing as he trudged through the snow, "I can’t leave you behind."

Qing Li’s eyes reddened, he shouted over the pack of wolves, "Young master, have you forgotten the Qing’s Family creed, the third one, success doesn’t have to come from me! Just go, as long as you live, our deaths won’t be in vain!"

"No!" Qing Yi’s tone was even more resolute.

But just as Qing Yi was about to fight his way back to the battlefield, the roar of car engines from afar came, and dozens of rugged off-road vehicles raced furiously.

The huge wheel hubs churned up the snow, flinging it up high into the air behind the vehicles.

Qing Li squinted and was shocked, "Fire Pit?! Young master, run, it’s the Fire Pit people!"

That’s not right, the Southwest Snow Mountain is thousands of miles away from here, how could they suddenly appear in the heart of the Central Plains!?

This is a place rarely visited by the Fire Pit people, even in the wasteland, they still face the round-up of the Federal Group’s army.

Have the Fire Pit people gone mad?!

In anxiety, Qing Li looked towards Qing Yi to see if he had escaped.

But at the next moment, he was stunned; this Protector only saw his own young master, acting as if crazed, facing the direction of the Fire Pit convoy, excitedly waving his arms.

As if seeing an old acquaintance.

Suddenly, a young girl jumped out from the convoy, speeding through the snow in a leather coat, her right hand dragging a black long knife.

The knife was incredibly black, as if it could absorb light itself.

A black flame adorned the girl’s forehead, a symbol of immense prestige within the Fire Pit.

The girl was incredibly fast, and wolves broke away from the pack to confront her.

As the wolves got close, they suddenly sensed an inexplicable aura emanating from the black knife, terrifying like bloodline suppression.

Like pigs facing the butcher’s knife.

Chickens facing the blood-letting knife of the poultry man.

The black knife, which had killed countless creatures in the wilderness, left the wolf paralyzed with fear on the spot.

But amidst the flurry of snowflakes, the girl turned with her dragging knife, a flash of black blade light appeared, and the lunging wolf was split in two without any chance to dodge.

The girl’s spirited ponytail swayed in the air, her wheatish skin sparkling brightly.

Without pausing, the girl plunged into the fearsome pack of wolves, slaying wolves left and right on the scene.