Xu Le knew that the other party was waiting for him to resist. No one would be willing to be a eunuch at a young age. Seeing the military firearms that the other party deliberately showed for him, his heart was full of anger. What the hell is going on in this world and why? These powerful people dare to regard the laws of the Federation as a bubble. What about the First Charter that spreads throughout the Federation? Don't these people worry about getting caught
At this moment, the angry and helpless Xu Le finally remembered what Uncle Feng Yu once said. After all, the first charter plays a role in the framework of human society. These big men oppress ordinary people, but the police station will not If a case is filed, there will be no investigation. Even if the First Charter can accurately know who was involved in these matters, what can be done? The central computer can only work passively forever, which is already stipulated in the First Charter.
The atmosphere in the room was a little depressing and a little tense. Hook squinted at Xu Le, he knew how powerful melee fighting ability this seemingly ordinary boy possessed, so his hand had already pressed on the gun handle on his waist. If the other party really dares to resist, then he can only shoot. With the current status of the Zou family in the Federation, it is not difficult to flatten this matter, and there is no FBI involved in it today.
At this moment, Tai Zhiyuan, who was wearing a trench coat, naturally took two steps back, leaving Xu Le alone in front of the eyeing crowd.
Hook didn't intend to make things difficult for that guy. He was not a person who likes to be jealous. If Boss Zhao hadn't insisted on chasing him out to please him, maybe he would never have met Xu Le and Tai Zhiyuan. People of this class like the brothers and sisters of the Zou family are very arrogant, but they still pay attention to the rules. They just refuse to let Xu Le and Shi Qinghai go. As long as others don't get involved, they will naturally ignore them. . It was just at that moment that the hook suddenly felt that the boy in the windbreaker was a little weird. The windbreaker turned over strangely, and the corner that was blown up by the wind looked familiar, somewhat like the military uniform of the Fourth Military Region.
Hook smelled an unpleasant smell, so he didn't want to waste any more time, he took out the military pistol on his waist, and said to Xu Le, "I'll help you."
A black car drove over from a distance, driving like a ghost in the autumn wind, pressing down countless yellow leaves on the ground, but without making any sound. The people who were confronting on the side of the street were all focused on each other and didn't notice it at all.
Xu Le only saw the gun in the hand of the man opposite. His eyes narrowed sharply, and he saw the process of the opponent pulling the gun from his waist to lifting it up as time fragments, without omitting any subtle movements. His right hand was swept back, ready to protect Tai Zhiyuan behind him, but he didn't expect it to be empty, he couldn't help laughing and thinking, this kid is too unscrupulous.
The reason why Xu Le can be so relaxed at such a tense moment is because Xu Le suddenly felt that he was stupid at that moment. Since this society is already unfair, why should he be angry because of this injustice? Just like those idealists who are working hard, when injustice comes to you, what other way out is there to smash it
Xu Le stared at the hook holding the gun, his eyes narrowed into a slit, the back half of the soles of his feet had already left the brick surface of the pavement, his legs in the trousers began to tremble slightly, and the familiar heat began to flow. Walking all over the body, for some reason, he has infinite confidence in his heart that he can knock down the opponent, even if the opponent has a gun.
The hand holding the gun with the hook was lifted up a bit, making a forty-five-degree angle to the ground, which is the angle at which the muscles are the most difficult to exert force.
Xu Le's squinted eyes flashed with light, his body twisted, the toes of his shoes gripped the hard ground, and he turned into a bison in the autumn wind, charging at the fastest speed in silence and terror.
The distance of three meters seemed very far, but under Xu Le's sprint, it was only a blink of an eye. The hook is a good player in the army, and when Xu Le started to move, he moved too. The right hand holding the gun was indeed as Xu Le judged, and it couldn't quickly align the angle, but it still raised a bit fiercely and aimed it at Xu Le's abdomen.
At this time, Xu Le had already rushed in front of him with the strong wind, and his fingers were ready to pull the trigger. At such a close distance, no one could dodge this shot.
Xu Le's fast-running brain also came to the same judgment. He knew that he still underestimated the reaction speed of professional soldiers, and such assaults did not achieve surprising results. He didn't know if a shot in the abdomen would kill him, but the strong sense of crisis made the skin on his face pale instantly, and all the strength of his body was concentrated in his arms.
His left hand was about to hit the hook's right wrist, and then he leaned forward, using the strength of his waist and abdomen, to smash the opponent's throat cartilage with his right fist. Under such circumstances, Xu Le could no longer care about his own secrets, such as murder and breaking the law. The middle finger of his right fist had already protruded, and the knuckles were white and red, like a peanut.
The gunshot didn't sound, and Xu Le didn't succeed in tying the hook's wrist, because a bird whistle-like sound rang out in advance on the quiet afternoon street in Linhai Prefecture.
The hand holding the gun with the hook turned into a puddle of flesh and blood at this moment. Xu Le rushed in front of him, caught nothing, and was unable to twist his body with force. The direction of his right fist was slightly lower, but his speed was not the slightest. Slowing down, hit Hook hard in the chest.
There was shock and silence for a very short time.
Xu Le hit the hook with a punch, and he didn't have time to think about what happened at the previous moment. He turned around and ran, grabbing the windbreaker that Tai Zhiyuan was wearing, and ran to the side of the street. The black car stopped there.
He opened the car door and pushed Tai Zhiyuan in as fast as he could. Xu Le also followed, closed the car door, reached into his pocket and held the metal lighter given to him by Shi Qinghai, pointed it at the back of the driver's head, and shouted loudly. Said: "Drive, or I will kill you."
The driver started the car obediently and drove away from the scene at the fastest speed. Xu Le turned back and glanced at the scene on the street through the car window glass, and made sure that those people were not chasing after him, so he felt a little relieved, and glanced at the driver with apologetic eyes, but did not dare to remove the lighter. Only then did he notice that the driver had gray hair and was an old man.
Tai Zhiyuan, who has remained silent since the conflict occurred, watched Xu Le aim at the back of Butler Jin's head with his hand hidden in his pocket, and couldn't help but smile slightly, admiring the friend's quickness and courage.
The autumn wind by the street is still blowing, blowing the withered and yellow leaves on the ground, but it can't blow the pain and the shocking broken hand on the ground. The hook stared at the severed hand on the ground with radiant eyes, and he did not fall to the ground forcefully, but subconsciously judged that it was a sniper who shot, and it was the most powerful type of soldier. It was only then that he realized that he might have encountered someone he couldn't afford to offend today, but at this time he was just thinking in the direction of Xilin, and he never thought of the true identity of the silent young man behind Xu Le.
The scene was full of shock. Boss Zhao's group of local bigwigs in Linhai looked at the severed hands on the ground with horror on their faces. They were speechless for a long time. It's not that these characters who were in the dark haven't seen guns, but Where have you seen this kind of battle. Only at this moment did Hook feel a pain in his chest, remembering that he was punched by that kid named Xu Le, and then the pain started to spread, even with his strong will, he couldn't bear it, even more than cutting off his hand. The excruciating pain was even more terrifying. Because the pain was a tearing pain, it started to extend in his chest like a cobweb, and I don't know how many bones started to crack and were about to break.
Hook's eyes darkened, and he fell directly to the ground with a bang. Immediately afterwards, seven all-black cars surrounded the group of people. Boss Zhao looked at the license plates of these cars in astonishment, completely losing any courage to resist.
The black car turned a street corner. Through the rear window, Xu Le could no longer see what happened at the door of the Xingchen Club, nor did he see the shocking scene. At this point, he had calmed down, and he could easily judge that someone had fired the shot before he hit that punch, knocking out the hand with the hook holding the gun. Unless his thoughts can also hurt people, there is no other explanation.
"It's my bodyguard." Tai Zhiyuan said calmly without waiting for him to ask. This sentence is true, sneaking out of a small villa to go to prostitutes is not a glorious history for the heirs of the Tai family, he just needs to avoid the nagging of the housekeeper Jin and report the time to his mother, and Those twelve Secret Service agents sent by the president. He is not a man of no sense. Shortly after entering the clubhouse, he has already notified Butler Jin, the person who shot the gun earlier, and the seven cars that appeared later, all of which are Tai's personal bodyguards.
Tai Zhiyuan quietly looked at the silent steward Jin in the driver's seat, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips. His mother always said that the family would not deliberately send people to protect her own safety. Today, it seems that it is just rhetoric.
"Your bodyguard?" Xu Le repeated subconsciously, only to realize that he still seemed to underestimate Tai's family background. In a society like the Federation that strictly controls firearms, except for the Zou brothers and sisters, the children from the military, Not many people can hire bodyguards who dare to shoot on the street. To be more precise, the security companies that can obtain gun licenses in the federal government all have government backgrounds, and they cannot be hired by anyone with money.
"I thought you wouldn't care about my family's affairs." Tai Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I'll explain it to you later. Please take off the lighter first. Uncle Jin, my personal butler, is driving the car."
Butler Jin in the driver's seat smiled and didn't say hello to Xu Le. Xu Leshou retracted the lighter a little stiffly, turned his body, looked at Tai Zhiyuan in surprise, and seemed to want to distinguish what kind of identity this weak and rich man had.