In the car on the way to the Executive Office, Huo Jun sat in the back seat with his legs crossed. After thinking for a long time, he took out his phone and dialed a friend's number.
"Hello?" The other party's voice sounded.
"Brother, where are you?" Huo Jun asked.
"I'm in Washington." The other person replied: "What can I do for you?"
Huo Jun lit a cigarette and said, "It's still the same thing I told you last time. You can start now."
The other party was silent for a moment, then asked, "Have you made a decision?"
Huo Jun nodded: "Yes, the situation here has begun to change. Please do me a favor, I want to give my father a gift."
The other party asked: "How do you want to send it?"
"Well, you arrange for someone to go to prison and kill the old man from the Wang family." Huo Jun lowered the car window, flicked out the cigarette ash, and said in a hoarse voice: "Make it tragic. I want Wang Xiao to have a mental breakdown before the war even starts."
"OK, no problem." The other party agreed immediately.
"Call me when you're done." The two ended the call. Huo Jun smoked a cigarette, sat in the spacious car, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.
…
At the same time, Huang Peishan's motorcade had arrived at the door of the administrative office, and he got out of the car with more than 20 security personnel.
For some reason, Lao Huang's eyelids were twitching violently, so he took out his cell phone and called Huo Jun.
"Hello?" Huo Jun answered the phone: "What's the matter, Uncle Huang?"
"Xiaojun, where have you been?" Huang Peishan asked.
"I still have a few minutes, I'll be there soon." Huo Jun replied: "I can already see the Administration Office building."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the gate of the administrative office, and we'll go in together." Huang Peishan breathed a sigh of relief. He put down the phone, stood on the side of the road and lit a cigarette.
…
“Whoosh!”
As soon as the phone call was hung up, Huo Jun looked up and heard an extremely sharp explosion.
“Fuck!”
The driver cried out in surprise and watched as an RPG with a white tail flame shot straight towards him.
"boom!"
There was a loud explosion and a burst of orange flames shot up into the sky.
The car, which was driving fast, was blown up at an angle by the shell, turned twice in the air, and fell to the ground with a bang. The car body rubbed against the road surface, creating a burst of dazzling sparks.
Because it was a bulletproof car, the car was not damaged and the windows were only cracked. But at this moment, Huo Jun was upside down, his body was covered in blood, his ears were buzzing, and he was stunned by the sudden attack.
At the same time, twenty or thirty masked gunmen rushed out from the corner of the street, each holding a loaded automatic rifle in their hands, and fired wildly at Huo Jun's convoy!
“Da da da!”
The bullets came like a rainstorm, leaving rows of bullet holes on the cars and shattering all the windows. The security personnel in the other ordinary vehicles did not even have time to react before they were shot dead.
Blood flowed out of the car door and flowed on the street filled with the smell of gunpowder.
The pedestrians on the street were also in chaos, they screamed and ran away in all directions.
The surrounding vehicles also braked suddenly, twisting and turning on both sides, blocking the street.
At the same time, Huang Peishan, who was standing in front of the City Hall, heard explosions and gunshots in the distance. He looked up suddenly and shouted nervously, "Drive over here and see what's going on!"
…
Huo Jun regained some consciousness. Taking advantage of the chaos, he kicked open the slightly deformed car door and kept shouting, "Get your gun, get your gun and get out!"
At this moment, a man with pimples and scars on his face, wearing loose sportswear and a baseball cap, walked towards the bulletproof car with steady steps from the side.
The man was holding a Remington in his hand, aiming at Huo Jun.
“Swish!”
Huo Jun climbed out of the car with blood gushing from his forehead. As soon as he turned his head, he saw the man with a scar on his face, reaching for a gun.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, and Huo Jun's foot was shattered on the spot. He fell to the ground with a scream.
Huo Jun rolled on the ground in pain, his left hand covering the sole of his foot where both the bones and flesh were shattered, with a distorted expression.
“Da da da!”
The gunmen around him fired at Huo Jun's legs. Dense rain of bullets hit his legs in rows, exploding into balls of blood mist.
Huo Jun's legs were smashed and shattered! The rest of the security guards were also cleared out in one round.
“Tramp!”
Heavy footsteps were heard, and a man holding a Remington walked over and stood beside Huo Jun.
The light reflected the man's face. He was none other than Brother Qiu who had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Qiu Ge threw the Remington in his hand to his companion, then quickly walked to Huo Jun's side, bent down, grabbed Huo Jun's hair, patted his cheek gently and asked: "Do you know me?"
Huo Jun looked at Brother Qiu with a painful expression, his eyes full of strangeness.
"hehe!"
Brother Qiu smiled and continued, "You don't know me, but your father knows me. My name is Ye Qiu, and I was the one who snatched Wu Boxin back. The scar on my face is at least half due to your father!"
Huo Jun swallowed his saliva: "I don't know...you guys...!"
"Shh!" Brother Qiu made a silencing gesture, pointed at Huo Jun's cheek, and said word by word: "I am a very fair person. Not only am I reasonable, but I am also very traditional. So, I want to tell you something, the son must pay the father's debt! From today on, the An Group will collect the debt from your family!!"
As he spoke, Brother Qiu grabbed Huo Jun's hair and pulled him up from the ground. Huo Jun let out a heart-wrenching scream in pain.
Two masked companions stepped forward and helped Qiu Ge to help Huo Jun sit up. Then, they brought over a modified shell and tied Huo Jun's upper body and the missile together with a hook and rope.
The missile was about half a meter long. Huo Jun sat slumped on the ground with the missile against his back, and the warhead was almost level with his head.
Looking at the remote control detonator in Brother Qiu's hand, Huo Jun also realized what the other party wanted to do. He shouted frantically: "It has nothing to do with me! I don't know anything about your actions... I am just an innocent...!"
"You are innocent! Your father wants to rebel, but you are more active than anyone else!" The young man under Brother Qiu kicked Huo Jun in the face.
Huo Jun was terrified to the extreme, his whole body was twitching, and his crotch was wet.
Qiu Ge frowned and shouted, "Help him up!"
Two companions stepped forward and helped Huo Jun up.
Brother Qiu glanced at him, then immediately waved his hand and shouted, "Retreat, quickly!"
Dozens of people scattered and fled quickly to the surrounding areas along the crowded cars on both sides of the road!
Brother Qiu pointed at Huo Jun who was slumped on the ground and said word by word: "What retribution?! That is the pain I experienced, and I want your father to experience it firsthand!!!"
After saying that, Brother Qiu suddenly turned around, reached out, pressed the electronic remote control, and threw it into the trash can!
Probably less than two seconds later, the modified electronic fuse of the warhead began to burn, and white smoke came out of the base!
“No… don’t…!”
Huo Jun roared in a hoarse voice.
“Swoosh!!!”
The warhead carried Huo Jun up from the ground into the sky, rising diagonally to a height of two stories!
“Bang, boom!!”
There was an explosion, and the glass of the surrounding buildings was all shattered. Body parts fell like raindrops!
Brother Qiu bent down and sat on a motorcycle, then turned around and shouted in the direction of the administrative office: "Go back and tell Huo Dongsheng! His son was killed by the man who scolded him at the dinner table last time! I won't leave these few days, I will stay in Shengbao City, let's have some fun!!"