Inheritance of Two Trillion-Chapter 2168 - 1653: In Dire Straits

Xiya, having retrieved her belongings and preparing to leave, suddenly realized her escape route was blocked. Facing two armed individuals, her heart skipped a beat, knowing things were not going well.

"Damn it, what kind of crisis management expert am I? I clearly sensed something was wrong but still failed to steer clear of danger. I’ve been too careless! If Instructor Bai were here, he’d surely mock me!" Xiya was filled with frustration, inexplicably recalling how Bai Xiaosheng had dealt with Loki’s gang.

Bai Xiaosheng would never give the opponent any opportunity.

It had only been a few days since they separated, and she, his "student," had made such a rookie mistake.

In reality, Xiya was not entirely at fault; who would have thought their opponents had a backup plan?

"Don’t move, keep still!" The tall one warned Xiya in a deep voice.

"Cheeky woman, you’re quite something!" The shorter one cursed angrily, looking at their moaning comrades scattered on the ground.

None of the men were a match for this one woman; it was infuriating to watch.

Fortunately, the two brothers were waiting here to subdue this woman.

"Quit the chatter, the important thing comes first." The tall one whispered to his companion, then shouted at Xiya, "Raise your hands, let me see them!"

"Yeah, raise your hands! Quickly! Bring the bag over!" The short one seemed more volatile, waving the gun in his hand, pointing it at Xiya, seemingly ready to fire at any moment.

"Don’t get excited!" Xiya calmly observed them, shouted back.

She obediently raised her hands, showing the bag to them, then slowly walked forward.

Facing two armed men fifteen meters away, provoking them would be foolish and courting death. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Only by getting closer would there be a chance!

Xiya was trying to find an opportunity.

However, she seemed to have underestimated her opponents.

"You! Stop, don’t move! Throw the bag over!" The tall one, extremely alert, shouted instantly.

Xiya took two more steps forward.

"Didn’t you hear what he said?" The short one shouted, waving the weapon in his hand.

"Don’t be rash, I can give you the bag..."

Xiya stopped, then tossed the bag from her hands, but with minimal force, landing not far in front of her.

As long as one of them came over to pick it up, she would have a chance!

"Didn’t you eat? Only throwing it that far? Cheeky woman!" The short one yelled angrily and was about to pick it up.

Xiya’s eyes gleamed, subtly hopeful.

The tall one, however, grabbed his companion, "Idiot, don’t go over, she can attack you from there."

The short one, suddenly realizing, stopped in his tracks, pointed his weapon at Xiya angrily, "Filthy woman, you’re not being honest! Back off, retreat to the alley’s end, or I’ll shoot you dead!"

Xiya frowned but complied, retreating slowly with small steps.

However, as she retreated, she kept watching them, continuously asking, "Who hired you to steal my stuff? Who’s your employer?"

The two stood their ground, advancing steadily, weapons pointed at Xiya, not dropping their guard.

"How much is he paying you? Tell me, maybe I can offer more!" Xiya continued.

They remained silent.

"Actually, even if you don’t tell me, I can guess who it is," Xiya said calmly, locking eyes with them, "It’s not hard to guess, is it? Also, do you know who I am, and my profession? Taking this job for such a small price, I can tell you, it’s not worth it! I could offer you more if you’re willing..."

Xiya was trying to persuade them.

"****! Shut up!" The short one shouted.

"Save it, we’re not going to be swayed by you." The tall one scoffed coldly, "We’re definitely taking this item today, no matter what you say. Don’t try to use those people on the ground as leverage; their lives mean nothing to us! And if you make any sudden moves, we absolutely will open fire, don’t test me. Your life should matter to you!"

The tall one surprisingly turned the persuasion back on Xiya.

This person was very tricky—calm, smart, and with clear goals. His words weighed heavily on Xiya’s mind.

It seemed destined this time that the item would be taken by them. Xiya envisioned the worst outcome.

In the lost items were crucial checks of substantial amounts and important contracts.

To Xiya’s family, losing such items would typically mean significant losses.

But at this critical moment, it meant a crisis of survival!

It’s obvious that the ones hiring these people to steal were the ones currently targeting her family in business!

Thinking about her family’s current plight and the consequences of losing those items, Xiya couldn’t help but halt.

Personal safety was a major concern, but so was the survival of the family.

Xiya realized she couldn’t retreat anymore!

This decision didn’t align with what she had learned, an extremely erroneous action.

Yet, Xiya stood her ground.

The tall one across immediately became alert when he saw Xiya stop, pulling his companion back and addressed Xiya in a serious tone, "What are you doing?!"

The short one, frustrated beyond measure, exclaimed, "This woman has no self-preservation instinct, such trouble, and danger, I’m honestly fed up with her!"

"If she moves, we fire!" The tall one decided decisively.

"No, let’s cripple her right now!" The short one insisted firmly.

Xiya was taken aback, never expecting such a resolute decision from just her slight move.

She was still over ten meters away, with high walls on either side offering no cover, any movement was indeed suicidal.

Realizing the current situation, Xiya felt a deep sense of despair, regretting her impromptu, planless actions.

Could it be that I, a crisis management expert, am destined to fail this time?

Xiya, watching them preparing to fire, felt an unprecedented emptiness and despair for the first time.

But then, suddenly, Xiya was stunned, eyes wide, staring in surprise at them.

"What are you looking at?" The short one shouted upon seeing her expression.

"She’s looking behind us, probably signaling us to believe someone is behind us." The tall one sneered.

What kind of crisis management expert, every move of hers was seen clearly. The tall one felt contempt for Xiya’s tactics.

"She’s not looking at you; she’s looking at me," a voice said softly, surreal yet real, with a hint of ethereal mystery, echoing just behind them.

They could even feel the breath from the speaker brushing against the fine hairs on the back of their necks.

Instantly, they shuddered involuntarily.

Someone was indeed behind them!

How could there be someone? When did they appear? How come there wasn’t any noise at all?

In an instant, their hairs stood on end, heart shaken as if seeing a ghost, frantically trying to turn around.

Unfortunately, they were destined not to have a chance.

As the voice spoke, two massive hands, each grabbed a face, big enough to "grip" them. Without allowing any struggle, the hands smashed their heads together.

The duo felt any force they tried to muster was useless against those large hands.

Then, their heads collided, to others, it might have just sounded like a dull "thud."

But to those two, it felt like a "boom," sky dimmed and vision filled with white.

The pair slumped directly.

Standing behind them, Lei Ying, seized the weapons from their hands as they fell, casually throwing them aside.

"Instructor Lei, why are you here!" Xiya finally exclaimed, full of surprise and joy.

Nobody expected to encounter Lei Ying here.

Still less did they foresee her life-or-death crisis would be resolved this way.

Lei Ying just smiled at Xiya, stepping aside to reveal the path behind him.

"Not only is he here, we are too," a voice followed slowly.

Xiya looked over to see a man and a woman approaching, the man calm and unhurried, the woman graceful and charming.

It was Bai Xiaosheng and Lin Weiwei.

Seeing Bai Xiaosheng, Xiya’s eyes lit up with excitement and joy, "Instructor Bai!"