After ninety-nine online romances, I finally met my ex in person when school started.

Despite having one leg restrained, Bai He remained calm and, using the pull of Zhu Xun Chuan's wrist, launched her left leg into the air. Her legs crossed like scissors, locking tightly around Zhu Xun Chuan's neck. This was the top-tier "Deadly Scissors Kick" of the Killer class.

Zhu Xun Chuan snorted coldly. Instead of dodging, he suddenly exerted force with his waist and abdomen, simultaneously grabbing her knees with both arms, and lifted her up in mid-air, slamming her heavily into the concrete support column next to him.

The white crane forcibly twisted its body in mid-air. It braced its feet against the pillars as a cushion and used the momentum to spring back up.

This time it was close-quarters combat.

The two fought fiercely in the extremely narrow and pitch-black space. Punches clashed, knee strikes and elbows were all deadly. There were no fancy techniques, only methods for killing.

Zhu Xun Chuan grew increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. This girl had truly crawled out of a pile of corpses during her three years on the dark web; her moves were cunning and ruthless, completely disregarding the consequences.

But he ultimately held an absolute advantage in terms of size and strength.

After ten moves, Bai He was exhausted. She suddenly abandoned all defense, leaned forward, and crashed directly into Zhu Xun Chuan's arms.

This wasn't a mistake. It was deliberately offered up.

Zhu Xun Chuan turned around, twisted her slender hands behind her back, and pushed her directly against the mottled, damp wall.

"Bang!" A dull thud.

Bai He's back was pressed tightly against the cold concrete, his hands pinned behind his back by Zhu Xun Chuan's single hand, rendering him completely immobile. The two were extremely close, their rapid breaths mingling violently in the cold, damp air of the air-raid shelter.

Zhu Xun Chuan pressed the switch of the tactical flashlight with his left hand.

A cold, white beam of light shone on the wall beside him. Using the diffused light from his peripheral vision, he roughly ripped off the black tactical mask from the other man's face.

The face was revealed.

Pale, exquisitely beautiful, devoid of any color. Her high-tied pigtails were slightly disheveled from the struggle. The pink hair ribbon stood out starkly against the drab environment of the air-raid shelter, exuding an eerie allure.

"You've really grown some guts." Zhu Xun Chuan's voice was low and deep, filled with extremely suppressed anger. "You've managed to outmaneuver the spies of the three top powers in the capital, only to run off to this rat hole in the ground to wait for your death?"

Recalling Gu Qinghan's technical surveillance, Shen Tianxi's frequency interception, and Meng Wanqing's financial tracking.

Zhu Xunchuan understood.

There are no perfect coincidences in this world. How could a dark web assassin with top-notch counter-surveillance capabilities make such a basic mistake as leaving footprints or revealing coordinates?

The flaw was deliberately created by her.

She knew the Gu family, the military, and the conglomerate were investigating her. Using the intelligence networks of these three top powers, she precisely pinpointed her location to Zhu Xun Chuan.

Bai He's hands were bound, her chest heaving violently. Her tight-fitting combat suit accentuated her curves. Through the fabric, the warmth of her body was constantly transmitted to Zhu Xun Chuan's chest, which was pressed close to his.

She didn't struggle. Even in such an extremely humiliating position, she still tilted her head back, staring at Zhu Xun Chuan's face with her sickly and fanatical eyes.

"If you don't come, how can I bear to turn off the infrared triggers in those minefields outside?" Bai He breathed softly, her voice ethereal and sweet, exuding a chillingly obsessive charm.

That's a madman.

"Use their hands to send me your location and lure me here alone." Zhu Xun Chuan increased the pressure with his right hand.

Bai He gasped in pain, her brows furrowing. But the infatuation in her eyes only intensified. She shifted her body slightly, rubbing her soft breasts against Zhu Xun Chuan's firm pectoral muscles without any hesitation.

"They're so annoying, always hovering around you." Baihe gasped, a poignant smile curving her lips. "I don't want to compete with them. I just want to find a quiet place where no one will bother me before I die, and see you peacefully one last time."

Zhu Xun Chuan's gaze was icy: "So you got five boxes of C4, planning to take Zhao Tingzhi with you?"

"That's retribution for the Zhao family." A hint of ferocity flashed in Bai He's eyes, which quickly transformed into extreme fragility. Her body completely gave up resistance, leaning limply against the wall, with Zhu Xun Chuan supporting her weight with one hand.

This kind of complete devotion carries a fatal temptation.

The stark contrast between the chill of the underground air-raid shelter and the two men's body temperatures was enough to drive any man mad.

"Brother, I knew you would come." Bai He slightly raised her fair neck, the delicate fragrance of black datura wafting into Zhu Xun Chuan's nostrils. Her voice trembled with an alluring seduction, "They can't give you this kind of stimulation. Only I can give myself to you completely in a place like this."

Reverse.

From the moment she left that pregnancy note in the hospital room, this girl was setting a trap. She had calculated Zhu Xun Chuan's inherent protectiveness and sense of responsibility, as well as his desire to conquer this contrast between his delicate and masculine nature.

She didn't want any title or status, nor did she care about those other women. All she wanted was for Zhu Xun Chuan to truly possess her once before he died.

"Crazy girl." Zhu Xun Chuan looked at her coldly, "Do you really think you can blow up Zhao Tingzhi's 70th birthday banquet with just a few boxes of scrap metal?"

"I've already risked my life." Baihe's voice was tinged with tears. "Even if I fail, I'll just die. But before I die, I want to make that colossal lie come true. Brother, touch me, it's cold here."

She straightened her chest, her eyes gleaming, completely abandoning the dignity of an assassin and transforming into a prey desperately craving affection.

If it were anyone else, in this isolated air-raid shelter, their defenses would have crumbled long ago in the face of such an extreme yandere demand.

But Zhu Xun Chuan did not follow her lead.

Dealing with this kind of paranoid and insane woman, any compromise or submission will only make her more lawless. The only way is to use even more domineering and unreasonable masculine power to completely crush her madness.

Zhu Xun Chuan freed his left hand. The flashlight fell to the ground and rolled twice. The beam of light slanted towards the cave ceiling.

He reached out his left hand and pinched Bai He's pointed chin, forcing her to tilt her head back and look him in the eye.

The force was immense. The white crane was unable to move.

"Listen to me clearly." Zhu Xun Chuan leaned down, his nose almost touching hers. His deep voice carried an undeniable judgment, "Your life is mine. If I don't agree, you don't even have the right to die. I'll break Zhao Tingzhi's scheme. You can go back to where you got these five boxes of explosives."

Bai He's eyes reddened, and tears slid down her cheeks. It wasn't from grievance, but from the intense tremor caused by this extreme pressure.

Her hands were pinned firmly to the wall, and she was unable to struggle at all.

She turned her head away, letting tears stream down her cheeks. She stared at Zhu Xun Chuan with those sickly, infatuated eyes, a poignant smile playing on her lips.

"Brother, you still came. Do you want to die here with me?"