On the road leading from the coastal pier to White Ridge, the side with the barrier was already crowded with people.
The reason was simple: the news had spread that someone jumped from halfway up White Ridge Mountain and was swept away by the fierce typhoon.
Jiang Feng's daring action of driving a speedboat bravely into the sea to save someone was even more widely talked about, and many people near the dock had heard about it, which is why they gathered here, braving the strong winds and heavy rain to witness the excitement.
Suddenly, a vehicle from the action department and a medium-sized truck rushed to the scene and parked on the roadside.
A few people got out, including Situ Yan, Heizi, Nangong Qingcheng, Bai Zhiqing, and Zhang Qinyao!
It turned out that Heizi, while driving three women, including Nangong Qingcheng, back, happened to encounter Situ Yan, who was driving rapidly to North City!
After meeting on the road and negotiating, Heizi turned the car around and returned to North City along with Situ Yan.
Originally, the two vehicles were heading to White Ridge Cemetery, but unexpectedly saw so many people standing by the barrier, discussing fervently and some even photographing and wildly sharing videos. Situ Yan then asked Heizi to go up and find out what was going on.
Soon, Heizi learned that a girl had jumped off the cliff and was blown away by the typhoon, and then another fearless young man drove a speedboat alone to rescue her, leaving them all shocked!
Situ Yan immediately requested to see a video shot by a bystander at the time and watched it with Nangong Qingcheng and the others. After careful identification, they recognized that the person blown away was Chu Feifei!
"It's Fei'er! She was actually blown away by the typhoon, and Jiang Feng went alone on a speedboat to save her?" Bai Zhiqing's face turned pale, asking nervously.
"Why did Fei'er jump off the cliff? What happened at White Ridge Cemetery?" Nangong Qingcheng gazed in the direction where Chu Feifei jumped, which was also the location of the White Ridge Cemetery.
"Jiang Feng... is he crazy? Going out to save someone so recklessly, he's risking his own life?" Zhang Qinyao's heart was in her throat.
She was truly deeply shocked. Just by looking out over the sea, she saw how strong the wind and waves were, yet Jiang Feng ventured into the sea to rescue Chu Feifei. This courage and responsibility deeply impressed her!
Zhang Qinyao secretly vowed in her heart that if Jiang Feng could come back, she would do anything for him!
"I don't know how my brother is doing now, has he succeeded in rescuing Miss Fei'er?" Heizi gazed blankly at the sea, speaking with worry.
At this moment, Situ Yan felt the heaviest. Without a word, she went aside to call her superior: "Sir Mu, there's an emergency I need to report..."
Soon, Mu Jianmin also understood the severity of the situation and stated that he would immediately consult higher authorities to deploy the sea action department for a search and rescue!
Although Mu Jianmin knew that the rescue would be extremely difficult, especially since the typhoon could delay the rescue ships from going to sea.
However, since the two parties involved were Chu Renxiong's daughter and the awe-inspiring Jiang Feng, Mu Jianmin's order was: "Alive must see the person, dead must see the corpse!"
After putting down the phone, Situ Yan still looked very serious. She returned to the barrier, joining Nangong Qingcheng, the other women, and Heizi, all deeply watching the raging sea, praying for Jiang Feng and Chu Feifei!
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As the situation was too urgent, after some persuasion and request from Mu Jianmin, the North City Sea Action Department quickly received orders from the upper levels to go out to search and rescue.
They dispatched eight rescue ships to plunge into the vast sea to save lives.
Unfortunately, once these eight rescue ships entered the stormy sea, they seemed as small as a grain in the vast ocean, their strength scattered and tiny.
From a distance, everyone watched as they searched for a long time, but there was still no trace of Jiang Feng and Chu Feifei.
Even if it was hard to admit, deep down everyone understood that given how long Jiang Feng and Chu Feifei had been in the sea, the possibility of their survival was extremely slim, and they were likely doomed, with their bodies swallowed by the sea.
And hoping to recover two bodies from the sea was also incredibly difficult, with very little hope.
For as long as the rescue ships searched, Nangong Qingcheng and the others waited at the front of the barrier.
At first, they were extremely anxious and hopeful.
But as time went by, overwhelming despair engulfed them.
Bai Zhiqing was the first to wipe her eyes, and then Zhang Qinyao also hid to the side, unable to suppress her sadness, with reddened eyes.
She didn't know why she was crying for Jiang Feng and Chu Feifei, but at this moment, she felt unbearably sad, as if if Jiang Feng really didn't come back, her life would lose all meaning and become utterly dull.
"Why are you crying? They must be okay! As long as that guy's body is not found, I refuse to believe he's dead!" Situ Yan gritted her teeth, holding faith in Jiang Feng, because she had witnessed his feats before. In her heart, Jiang Feng was invincible; he hadn't died at the mercy of enemy guns, so how could he die in the vast ocean?
Meanwhile, Nangong Qingcheng's face was already pale. She walked numbly to the barrier, gazing deeply at the horizon where the sky and sea met, with unprecedented grief choking her.
She didn't cry, but felt worse than crying, her bloodshot eyes remaining silent.
Standing there, she resembled a loyal stone, hoping for a miracle, hoping the two would still return!
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"Hmph, I said it's impossible for someone to fall into the sea and still be alive!"
On the road from North City to South City.
Chu Yan watched the rescue videos and images circulating hotly in his feed, with a face full of cold sneers.
Initially, when he received the news that Chu Feifei had been swept into the sea by the typhoon, and Jiang Feng actually rushed to save her, he was genuinely shocked!
He did not expect that Jiang Feng could survive when Mr. Scar and the Han Family set a trap for him that encompassed everything and failed to take his life.
On the contrary, Mr. Scar's base was raided by the action department, and now he became a fugitive, wanted all over the city, while the vast territory he had in North City was completely wiped out by the authorities!
A mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; just thinking about it terrified him!
Now, hearing that Jiang Feng rushed into the sea alone to save Chu Feifei, disappearing without a trace, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief.
No doubt, the consequence of such rashness was that Jiang Feng would also perish in the sea, buried with Chu Feifei!
"Hmph, this Jiang fellow is really sentimental, but his death is worthless!" Chu Yan's face was full of schadenfreude.
"However, the move my godfather played before dying really caught everyone off guard; Mr. Scar, no matter how insidious and cunning you were, didn't expect that old man to double-cross you in the end, did you?" Chu Yan sneered, showing no sympathy for his "partner," instead adding insult to injury.
With Mr. Scar's death, North City descended into chaos. Once he smoothly ascends to the position of South City's leader, he would immediately march into North City, probably able to capitalize on the chaos and annex North City, making Chu Yan an equal to the Yan Family in the coastal region!
This was an accomplishment even Chu Renxiong had not achieved!
While harboring such ambitions, the grand convoy returned to the base of Chu Group Building.
From afar, Chu Yan suddenly saw the vast headquarters building, where Zhu Ge Yuheng was personally leading everyone in the group to solemnly welcome him in the parking lot.
This included dozens of shareholders, management, executives, secretaries, service personnel, and even security guards, numbering four or five hundred in total, creating an extremely solemn and heavy scene!
Chu Yan's smug expression immediately vanished, replaced by a feigned sadness and heaviness, making the driver slow down and then slowly lead the convoy forward.