Bizarre: Forced into an arranged marriage, his wife turns out to be a demon emperor?

Chapter 65 Are all these gun barrels pointed at my wife?

Lin Che spoke up.

His voice was soft, calm, and even carried a hint of a smile.

He held Su Hongyi's hand and gently tightened his grip.

"Is this how you treat your guests?"

A cruel smile appeared on Long Ao's face.

"Mr. Lin, please don't misunderstand. The capital city welcomes any uncontrollable risks."

"We need to ensure that the woman beside you—Mrs. Lin—is safe, stable, and controllable."

"If she makes any unusual moves, I can't guarantee that my men's guns won't accidentally go off."

This is a blatant threat.

It's a show of force.

What they want is not an equal partner.

What they wanted was a humanoid weapon that could be destroyed at any time.

Lin Che was merely an insignificant controller attached to this weapon.

"Oh, I see."

Lin Che nodded, his smile widening.

"So, all those gun barrels are pointed at my wife?"

"You can understand it that way." Long Ao raised his chin slightly.

"Understood."

Lin Che released Su Hongyi's hand.

He took a step forward, alone, facing Long Ao and the dozen or so special forces soldiers behind him, and facing the dozens of dark gun barrels around the helipad.

He was thin and pale, and looked extremely weak.

But his step forward caused Long Ao's sharp eyes to instinctively narrow.

Lin Che looked around, his gaze sweeping over the red dots aimed at Su Hongyi.

Then, he turned back to look at Long Ao, smiling gently and brightly.

"Ah Jiu".

he called softly.

"Husband," Su Hongyi replied sweetly, stepping forward to stand beside him.

The red dots moved and refocused on her.

Lin Che reached out and gently tidied a strand of hair that had been ruffled by the wind at her temple.

His movements were very light and gentle.

His words caused the temperature on the entire tarmac to plummet to freezing.

"They said your life is now in their hands."

"Do you think it's funny?"

"They say your life is in their hands now. Do you find that funny?" As Lin Che finished speaking, the air on the tarmac seemed to solidify, making it hard to breathe.

Su Hongyi tilted her head, her eyelashes fluttering slightly. The red dot on the back of her hand bounced a few times with the movement of her wrist. She stretched out her slender finger and poked the red dot, making a questioning nasal sound.

Long Ao raised his chin even higher. His cold eyes were fixed on Su Hongyi, with barely suppressed excitement in them.

"Madam Lin, these are the rules. No one can be above the rules." His voice was deep and hoarse, as if he were proclaiming a verdict.

Envoy Chen's body trembled violently. He wanted to shout, to stop them, but his mouth opened and closed several times without uttering a sound. He knew that the situation was out of control. These people from "Dawn" didn't care about so-called "cooperation" at all. What they wanted was absolute control.

Lin Che looked at Long Ao, the smile fading from his lips. He reached out and gently patted Su Hongyi's shoulder.

"Ah Jiu, they're being rude," Lin Che said.

Su Hongyi shifted her gaze from the red dot on the back of her hand to Lin Che. Her eyes held no more curiosity, no more innocence; only a red light condensed deep within her pupils.

She didn't speak, but her body trembled slightly.

This tremor produced no sound.

On the tarmac, the fully armed special forces soldiers' heavy sniper rifles all creaked and groaned.

The silver patterns on the gun barrel instantly lost their luster, turning grayish. Immediately afterwards, a faint metallic clanging sound came from the barrel.

The special forces soldier standing at the forefront had a wisp of smoke rising from the muzzle of his heavy sniper rifle. Then, with a muffled thud, a crack appeared in the barrel of his rifle, running from bottom to top.

The team member's body jolted, and the heavy sniper rifle in his hand twisted and deformed uncontrollably. Finally, in his horrified gaze, it exploded with a loud bang!

Fragments scattered, sharp as metal. The team member screamed as the impact sent him flying. He crashed to the ground, blood gushing from his mouth and nose, struggled a few times, and then lay still.

This is just the beginning.

A chain reaction erupted instantly.

Around the tarmac, dozens of special forces soldiers were making strange noises one after another from their heavy sniper weapons.

Some gun barrels exploded, sending metal fragments flying like a rainstorm.

Some guns made a short-circuit sound and sparks from inside the barrel before exploding into a charred pile of scrap metal.

At this moment, the runes on the gun barrels engraved with "Spirit-Breaking Runes" reversed, and the internal energy went out of control, turning into destruction.

"ah--!"

"My gun!"

"Captain, the weapon is malfunctioning!"

Screams and cries of alarm rose and fell. The heavy sniper rifles in the hands of the special forces soldiers became incredibly vulnerable under the influence of Su Hongyi's faint aura. They became a threat to themselves.

There were no gunshots, only the continuous sound of gunfire.

At the same time, the crimson laser aiming points also became unstable. They bounced around on Su Hongyi's body, and finally went out with a few "buzzing" sounds.

Long Ao's expression finally changed. His body stiffened abruptly, his fists clenched, and the veins on his arms bulged.

He watched as his carefully selected "Dawn" team members fell one by one. Some were pierced by flying fragments of gun barrels, while others were injured by the shockwave from the internal force of the weapons.

Those sharp tools that were meant for "hunting" are now self-destructing.

"Everyone, scatter immediately!" Long Ao roared, his voice distorted with anger and shock.

However, his order came too late.

Su Hongyi simply stood quietly beside Lin Che, without taking a step forward or even raising her hand.

But the aura she exuded was like an invisible net, enveloping the entire helipad.

The wounded special forces soldiers began to experience physical abnormalities as they lost their weapons.

They knelt on the ground, clutching their chests, groaning in pain. A burning sensation filled their throats.

"puff!"

One of the team members opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. Mixed in the blood foam were some white, rice-grain-sized insects.

The other team members were terrified when they saw this. They struggled to stand up, but their bodies were weak and they were completely exhausted.

More team members began to vomit blood. Not bright red, but foul blood tinged with a thick, blackish aura. Their bodies began to wither, their skin turned grayish-white, and their muscles began to rot.

This is a loss of vitality.

A kind of erosion originating from the depths of the soul.

Envoy Chen was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, the ground beneath him becoming damp. He witnessed everything, his teeth chattering.

He knew this wasn't a physical attack. It was a deeper, more incomprehensible, and eerie force.

"waste!"

Long Ao glared at his teammates and cursed. He raised his hand, trying to grab his sidearm.

His hand froze in mid-air.

A red silk thread, without anyone noticing, had wrapped around his wrist.

The thread was a blindingly red, so thin it was almost invisible. It wasn't tightened, nor did it leave any marks.