Chapter 137: The Mighty Nokia

This was precisely the moment when the middle-aged man in the suit was venting his fury, while the other men in black had let their guard down.

Qin Xuan sprang forward in a blur, swift as lightning, his figure vanishing from the distance in an instant!

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Three crisp blows rang out. The rosewood sword case was already in Qin Xuan’s hand, and he struck aside each of the three men in black who were restraining Dongfang Qingwan.

In an instant, all three men released her almost simultaneously and staggered backward several steps in sheer terror.

By the time the middle-aged man in the suit came to his senses and turned around, Qin Xuan had already rescued Dongfang Qingwan and was holding her protectively in his arms.

“Open fire! Kill them!”

The middle-aged man in the suit shouted through clenched teeth.

His goal was to kill Qin Xuan. Even if Dongfang Qingwan were shot dead in the process, he would not so much as frown.

After all, opening fire on a school was already a grave crime. Whether he killed one person or many, the consequences would be the same. If he were caught, he would face only one outcome: execution.

The three armed men in black were still clutching their injured hands, but the moment they heard the middle-aged man’s roar, they reacted at once. Each raised a pistol and opened fire on Qin Xuan and Dongfang Qingwan in the middle of the group.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

One gunshot after another rang out, carrying far into the distance.

Every student and bystander near the school cafeteria was thrown into a panic. Even those dozens of yards away, who had thought themselves safe enough to watch the spectacle, covered their heads and fled in terror.

As for Shen Yina and the others, who had been in a private room on the cafeteria’s second floor, they were even more badly frightened and ran desperately toward the exit.

Although the three men in black were firing only at Qin Xuan, the gunshots alone were enough to strike terror into countless hearts.

Those from Class One of the School of Industry and Commerce who had witnessed the three men firing at Qin Xuan and Dongfang Qingwan began screaming as well. Many shut their eyes and crouched down, afraid to look any longer.

“Brother Qin!”

Xiaogang had been beaten earlier and was lying wounded against the wall. At the sight of this, his eyes nearly split with anguish, and he cried out.

Suddenly, the gunfire stopped dead.

“Wah… Are Qingwan and Qin Xuan… dead?” a girl asked tearfully, her eyes squeezed shut.

But after waiting a while without receiving an answer, she finally opened them cautiously.

What she saw left her staring in utter shock.

Qin Xuan was holding Dongfang Qingwan tightly in his arms. The three armed men in black who had surrounded them were sprawled on the floor, while the three pistols that had just displayed such deadly power had each been split cleanly in two and lay scattered on the ground.

Those who had kept their eyes fixed on the scene were even more astonished. They had seen only three flashes of bright silver, and then everything had become this way. The entire process had taken no more than three seconds.

“Brother Qin… you’re insanely awesome…”

Gao Tie lay on the floor with one eye swollen shut, but his remaining eye was filled with delight.

“Damn it!”

The middle-aged man in the suit quickly realized what had happened. A vicious light appeared in his eyes as he raised his pistol and pulled the trigger at Qin Xuan.

Bang!

Bang!

Two shots rang out in succession, but Qin Xuan had already moved. Both bullets struck empty air.

The next moment, the middle-aged man saw a flash of silver swordlight before him, and the Type 54 pistol in his hand was sliced cleanly in half.

“It’s over.”

Qin Xuan’s cold voice rang out.

A long sword glowing with silver light was pointed directly at the middle-aged man’s throat. It seemed that the slightest movement would cause the blade to pierce him without mercy and end his life.

The middle-aged man retreated in horror.

Yet the long sword remained fixed before his throat until he stumbled, stepped on a glass plate, slipped, and fell backward out of the private room.

Qin Xuan followed closely, still holding Dongfang Qingwan in his arms. With a sweep of his sword, he once again laid the blade across the middle-aged man’s throat and demanded coldly, “Speak. Who are you?”

He had no choice but to protect Dongfang Qingwan for the moment, because there were still seven or eight other men in black inside the private room. Qin Xuan was afraid that they might also be carrying guns; if anything went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous.

Everyone besides Dongfang Qingwan was merely an innocent bystander. Those men in black probably would not attack them.

Besides, the middle-aged man’s life was now in Qin Xuan’s hands. The men in black should be even less willing to act rashly.

“I am…”

The middle-aged man spoke in panic, but suddenly his expression hardened. He pulled out his phone, quickly pressed a number, and shouted into it, “Kill Liu Qianqian!”

As he yelled those words, his eyes bulged and the veins on his forehead stood out. He was clearly in a state of extreme agitation. It seemed he knew he would not survive and intended to drag Liu Qianqian down with him.

Qin Xuan listened with a cold smile playing at the corner of his mouth.

A man like this actually thought he could capture Liu Qianqian? He was dreaming.

Sure enough, a flustered voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Boss… we didn’t catch the girl. More than a dozen of our brothers have all been taken to the hospital…”

“What? You useless fools! A bunch of useless fools!”

The middle-aged man’s eyes bulged with rage. He hurled the phone at Qin Xuan.

With a heavy crack, Qin Xuan knocked the phone flying with a single stroke of his sword. Yet the device somehow survived the blow without being split in two—a true testament to the durability of the Nokia brand.

Qin Xuan’s gaze grew colder and colder. Seeing that the man was still plotting against Liu Qianqian even at the brink of death, he finally thrust the Clear-Heaven Sword downward in a flash.

“Ahhh!”

The middle-aged man let out a piercing scream. One of his thighs had been run through by the Clear-Heaven Sword, and blood gushed from the wound.

Dongfang Qingwan had been hiding in Qin Xuan’s arms ever since the shooting began, too frightened to open her eyes. What had happened that day was simply terrifying. The endless succession of gunshots moments ago had nearly scared the soul from her body, and she had never imagined that she would survive.

She knew Qin Xuan was extraordinarily capable, but facing several pistols firing at once, she had still panicked instinctively.

“If you don’t tell me who you are, don’t blame me for cutting off your manhood.”

Qin Xuan spoke coldly as he suddenly pulled the Clear-Heaven Sword free and aimed it precisely between the middle-aged man’s legs.

The thrust and withdrawal of the sword made the man scream without end. He had never endured such agony in his life. But when he saw the blade pointed at his manhood, terror overwhelmed him completely.

Just as Qin Xuan had expected, faced with a man this utterly deranged, threatening his manhood was far more effective than threatening his life.

The middle-aged man immediately thought, Even if I die, I cannot become a eunuch!

So he shouted, “I’ll talk! I’ll talk! I’m Li Tianyuan, chairman of the Li Conglomerate…”

Qin Xuan narrowed his eyes.

Li Tianyuan?

So he was Li Shihao’s father. No wonder this middle-aged man harbored such intense hatred for him.

At that very moment, a series of police sirens finally sounded outside the cafeteria. Less than ten minutes had passed since the incident began, and the police had finally arrived.