So, at that time they were indeed a little relaxed. Sixth Young Master Jiang was left all alone, looking like a frail young gentleman, and on top of that, he had inhaled quite a bit of the sleep-inducing drug. They were many and had guns, with the sea ahead and pursuers behind, where could he possibly run?
Thus, when the people chasing from behind saw Sixth Young Master Jiang being stopped by someone from their own group holding a gun, they all breathed a sigh of relief and halted, leisurely ready to walk over.
Unexpectedly, Sun Han charged out, and Sixth Young Master Jiangâs movements and speed were still astonishingly fast. Later, when they tried to catch up, it became extremely difficult.
Sun Hanâs marksmanship was also exceptional, holding them off for a while, making them hesitant to pursue.
These things were beyond their expectations.
So, if there was a problem somewhere, they believed that the main issue was that Miss Luâs sleep-inducing drug simply hadnât worked.
Lu Shuangshuang gritted her teeth.
She couldnât figure this out either.
Especially Sun Han, if Sixth Young Master Jiang was merely resistant to the drugâs effects from inhaling, then what about Sun Han?
After all, she was the one who personally injected Sun Han with the needle.
Could it be that his constitution and immunity were so strong that half a syringe of the potion had no effect on him?
"That Sun Han," Fei Cui said, "wasnât it already found out that heâs a retired soldier? I suspect he likely came from a special forces unit. Some special forces periodically inject substances to make them resistant to various drugs, so they wonât be defeated by drugs in special situations."
This explanation indeed dispelled Lu Shuangshuangâs doubts.
Yes, it was quite possible.
Sun Han should have come from a special forces unit; otherwise, there was no need to pay special attention to him. For a person like him, injecting only half the drug might indeed render it ineffective, right?
"But no matter what, they wonât get away," Fei Cui said. "That boat canât go far, and no matter how good they are in the water, theyâll soon tire. If we chase by boat, weâll definitely catch up."
Lu Shuangshuang said with a stern face, "This time, we must catch Sixth Young Master no matter what. If he escapes, you know the consequences."
As she spoke, her heavy gaze swept across their faces.
Then, it fell on Fei Cuiâs face.
After a moment, she and Fei Cui went to the stern of the boat, one in front and one behind.
Lu Shuangshuang looked at Fei Cuiâs face, and hatred surged in her eyes.
"Tell me, did Sixth Young Master have any special reaction after seeing you?"
Fei Cuiâs face was very petite, with almond-shaped eyes and cherry lips, a delicate chin, and a slender, graceful figure, looking for all the world like an incredibly attractive beauty.
Moreover, she didnât actually look that young anymore, about thirty years old, lacking the youthful, spirited feel of a young girl.
Such a figure and such a face were precisely what Lu Shuangshuang detested most, causing her to always have complex feelings toward Fei Cui.
She loathed such appearances but constantly monitored her, hoping she wouldnât age poorly and could maintain this look.
"I clearly heard his footsteps approaching, and since he could be drawn by my flute, it shows he still had some impression of the tune. If at that moment he didnât have a bodyguard by his side, heâd have certainly walked over."
Fei Cui also felt quite regretful.
Where did Sixth Young Master find such bodyguards? She hadnât intended to kill that bodyguard at first, but he noticed the calluses on her fingers.
Those were calluses formed by holding a gun for long periods.