Transmigration; A Mother's Redemption and a perfect Wife.
Chapter 376; Rescuing mission 1
CHAPTER 376: CHAPTER 376; RESCUING MISSION 1
It was an underground business, so they had to pass security at the entrance, identity confirmation, pat-downs for weapons, and the whole process. The entrance itself was disguised as an abandoned warehouse, but the door leading to the first underground floor was reinforced steel.
Above ground, it looked like nothing but green grass and derelict buildings.
Two guards stood at the entrance, heavily armed, their expressions bored but alert.
"Welcome to our clubhouse," one of them said in a tone that suggested this wasn’t a welcome at all. "You do know the rules..."
"You either let me in," Tang Fei said coldly, her hand resting casually near her concealed weapon, "or you will die."
The guard blinked, then laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "Haha... Little girl, are you threatening me? I guess you’re in the wrong place!"
He’d just finished speaking when a bullet immediately shut him up permanently.
The shot was so quiet, the silencer reducing it to a soft phut, that the second guard barely had time to process what happened before Tang Fei’s gun swung toward him.
"A smart choice would be to step aside," she said calmly.
The other guards further down the corridor lifted their weapons, aiming at the three intruders.
But Tang Fei was faster.
Her previous life’s muscle memory took over completely. She moved like water, like death itself, each shot precise and economical. Silent bullets rained down, and bodies began dropping.
Twilight moved in perfect synchronization with her mother, covering the left flank while Tang Fei took the right. Huo Wu, after a moment of shocked paralysis, drew his own weapon and provided backup.
Within thirty seconds, the entrance corridor was clear.
And a very, very bloody floor lay behind them.
Tang Fei stepped over the bodies without hesitation, her expression cold and focused. This wasn’t the gentle woman who cried over romantic scripts. This was someone else entirely.
Someone who had lived through violence before.
Someone who knew exactly how to kill efficiently and without remorse when necessary.
"Let’s move," she said quietly. "Someone down there is waiting for help."
They descended into the underground levels, where the real nightmare was about to begin.
Behind them, the bodies lay still and silent unable to alarm others or send signals.
And somewhere in the city, Huo Ting Cheng was about to realize his wife was missing.
The storm that was coming would make everything that happened tonight look like a gentle breeze.
But Tang Fei couldn’t think about that now.
Someone needed saving.
And she’d been given a second life specifically to be the kind of person who answered when help was needed.
Even if it costs her everything. They hurriedly put their guns away, since they were inside, no one was gonna know they killed the guards, they got some masks and mingled with other people.
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"Check out what’s happening..." Huo Ting Cheng’s voice was tight with growing impatience. He set his laptop aside, his instincts screaming that something was wrong.
Twenty minutes. She’d been gone for twenty minutes to use a washroom.
Huo Qi immediately pulled out his phone and called Huo Wu. The line rang once, twice, three times, then went to voicemail.
He tried again. Same result.
A cold feeling settled in Huo Qi’s gut. He immediately contacted the guards stationed on the 50th floor. "Status report. Where is the Missus?"
There was a pause on the other end. "Sir, they took the stairs down approximately eighteen minutes ago. We assumed they had clearance since Huo Wu was with them...."
Huo Qi didn’t wait to hear the rest. He pulled up the building’s surveillance system on his tablet, rapidly scrolling through camera feeds.
Going through the 50th-floor corridor, it was empty.
In the public elevator of the 49th floor, he could see three figures entering after taking the stairs.
They knowingly avoided the private elevator since it could have taken them down directly.
He went to the Ground floor reception, and he could see three figures exiting to the parking lot of the company, which was just in front.
His blood ran cold.
"They’re not in the building, they have already exited," Huo Qi said grimly, turning the tablet to show Huo Ting Cheng the recorded footage. Time stamp: exactly eighteen minutes ago.
The recordings show Tang Fei in the driver’s seat of a civilian taxi, Twilight in the passenger seat, and Huo Wu reluctantly climbing into the back.
The car had peeled out of the garage entrance at a speed that suggested Tang Fei had no intention of following traffic laws.
Huo Ting Cheng stared at the screen, his expression going completely blank, that terrifying calm that everyone who knew him recognized as the moment before the storm.
"She left," he said quietly, his voice devoid of emotion. "She looked me in the eyes, said she needed to use the washroom, and she left."
"Sixth Master...." Huo Qi stuttered.
"She lied to me." Huo Ting Cheng’s hand shot out, grabbing the tablet and throwing it against the car window with explosive force. The screen shattered, spiderwebbing across the reinforced glass but not breaking through. "She lied to me you know! She looked into my eyes and lied to me"
His voice had risen to a roar on the last words, the fury and fear and betrayal all mixing into something volcanic.
"Sixth Master, I will be honest with you, she knew you won’t allow it, and she decided to do it that way!" Huo Qi had served Huo Ting Cheng for over a decade. He’d seen him angry before, coldly, calculatedly angry. But this? This was something else entirely. This was a man realizing the person he loved most had deceived him and put herself in danger for God knows what reasons.
"Track Huo Wu’s phone," Huo Ting Cheng ordered, his voice dropping back to that dangerous calm. "Now."
Huo Qi was already pulling out his backup tablet, fingers flying across the screen. Every security team member’s phone had embedded GPS tracking, standard protocol for exactly this kind of situation.