The West Woods Region was far beyond the sea of stars. Although the distance between the region and the capital ring was not further than that of the East Woods Region, due to the existence of the Zhong Family of Millennium and that tiger, the region had always appeared to be at odds with the federal government. The Glory Of The Charter, which was all over the universe, could ensure that the entire Federation would always be united, but it could not erase the most sinister speculations in people's hearts about the situation, and the Federation's secret vigilance and displeasure toward the West Woods people.
The capital ring and the West Woods had a history of friendship, gratitude, and resentment. This tradition was so old that no one trusted the other. Although the tiger in the West Woods would never betray the Federation and fight against The Glory Of The Charter, the Federation government still felt a headache and anger toward the almost independent kingdom, the "warlord" that almost no one could control. This was President Sieg's private comment a few years ago.
This was a historical tradition, and the Federation government was also following a historical tradition that was not very beautiful. Just like the dynasty era long ago, the heir of the Zhong family in the West Woods must grow up in the capital ring.
The government leaders could say that this arrangement was to let the heir of the Zhong family in the West Woods receive the education of the Federation from a young age to cultivate a kind of spiritual quality that was close to the capital ring. The politicians could comfort themselves that this was a gentle and subtle influence, but deep down, everyone knew that this was just asking the Zhong family in the West Woods to let a hostage in the capital ring.
In the era of the Democratic Charter in the universe, the Federation government still had to use such a feudal and boring method, which was a deep sorrow. Therefore, regarding this issue, there was no record of the meeting in the President's Mansion, no words in the closed-door discussion on Parliament Hill, and no word in the media or on the Internet. People just followed the historical tradition, respectfully and awkwardly accepted the fact that a little girl was taken away from her father to a distant hometown.
Three years ago, when Xu Le ran into little watermelon on the Antique Bell, it was the most important development of a hostage situation in the Federation's modern society. Faced with the will of the entire Federation, the Zhong family of the West Woods could only silently accept this ancient tradition.
The little princess of the Zhong family of the West Woods, Zhong Huohua, played the role of a hostage in the capital ring that no one knew about. Of course, her life was never troubled. She enjoyed security measures and respect that her peers never enjoyed. To appease the tiger of the Zhong family of the West Woods, the Federation even passed a secret special regulation.
The relevant content of the special regulations was that in today's extremely strict gun control, the Federation government still allowed the West Woods military to specially dispatch a special force to legally carry heavy firearms and act as the little princess's security force.
At this moment, the armed soldiers who walked out from behind the trees, under the flowers, and beside the rocks in the Wood Valley Manor were precisely a squad of this small security force. Fatty Tian, who was full of smiles, cold, and somewhat arrogant, was the highest-ranking officer behind the scenes of this security minister. For them, Zhong Huoyan's safety was absolutely the most important. No matter who tried to hurt her, it was not allowed to happen.
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The federal government had given Green Dragon Mountain's representative team an extremely high level of courtesy, allowing Green Dragon Mountain's Special Guard Battalion soldiers to carry firearms. However, in front of the Cillin Zhong Family's security forces that had obtained a secret clause, in front of those ice-cold Cayenne light machine gun barrels, their firepower immediately appeared somewhat shabby.
The Green Dragon Mountain soldiers nervously surrounded Nan Mingxiu in the crowd. The barrels in their hands were slightly raised, and they did not confront the sudden appearance of these armed men. They were professional soldiers, but they maintained their posture of holding their guns at any time. They did not want to drag the situation into an even more tense situation when they were outnumbered.
Lin Douhai's face was gloomy as he looked at the group of soldiers who had intruded on his property. Because of his anger, he lost some of his rationality and did not determine the identity of these soldiers. Just as he was about to explode, his sleeve was gently pulled by someone.
Pulling one's sleeve was a very secretive and careful action, so it seemed a bit feminine. At this time, the person pulling Lin Douhai's sleeve was a strong man — his name was Kong Wu, and he was the personal bodyguard of the old master of the Lin family.
For such a person to make such a feminine action, there must be a deep meaning behind it. Although Lin Douhai had always thought of this short and strong close combat expert as an old servant, he knew Kong Wu's eyes very well. He subconsciously felt a chill in his heart and shut his mouth.
After the incident, Kong Wu had been silently standing behind Lin Douhai. As the number one bodyguard of the Lin family, he was over 40 years old and had long since passed the age of fighting. Especially when he saw Xu Le and that delicate man surnamed Bai, Kong Wu couldn't help but think of July Wildfire that night in Harbor City and the bone fracture on his thigh.
That night in Harbor City, Xu Le and Bai Yulan had worked together and knocked him down with only one move. At that time, he had cried out in panic that Xu Le's surname should be Li. Now, more than a year had passed, and the Lees of Philadelphia were standing behind Xu Le. In a sense, this proved his judgment. He had become more and more cautious … and even a bit fearful.
When Fatty Tian walked out of the forest without a sound or warning, Kong Wu's heart burst with alarm. He actually suppressed his vigilance toward Xu Le and Bai Yulan. Without hesitation, he pulled on Lin Douhai's sleeve to stop him from speaking.
"What is your name?" Kong Wu stared at Fatty Tian's somewhat familiar face and asked in a hoarse voice, "Have we met before?"
"Kong Wu?" Fatty Tian narrowed his eyes and walked into the crowd. He didn't care about the Green Dragon Mountain Special Guard Battalion soldiers who were pointing their guns at the ground. He looked at Kong Wu and said with a smile, "It's been 20 years since I left the body cultivation hall. I didn't expect to see an old man from back then."
Kong Wu's short and stout body suddenly emitted a trace of coldness. From Fatty Tian's answer, he naturally thought of an apprentice he had seen in the body cultivation hall in Philadelphia. At first, everyone thought that this apprentice was harmless, but later found to be a great disaster.
After confirming the identity of this fatty and these soldiers, Kong Wu didn't say anything else. He simply said, "You guys investigate."
Lin Douhai's expression suddenly changed. Just as he was about to reprimand Kong Wu, he felt a burning sensation on his wrist. With a cold face, Kong Wu forcibly dragged his young master to the side and made way for Fatty Tian. At the same time, he gave Lin Douhai a cold look, expressing a strong warning.
Fatty Tian was slightly startled, then immediately smiled amiably. He walked straight into the group of Lin family security personnel. He was as calm and relaxed as when he had first appeared. It was as if he had returned to his hometown and seen an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time.
Xu Le, who was standing outside the crowd, had been quietly watching this scene. Even though he knew that the powerful gunman was right beside Fatty Tian, he didn't feel too worried about him. He didn't know why, but he always had endless confidence in Fatty Tian, this expert hidden in the West Woods military.
But in order to show the way for Fatty Tian, he still tilted his head slightly and glanced at the Lin family security personnel wearing gray overalls with his right hand covering his earpiece.
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The Lin family security personnel wearing gray overalls was the extremely powerful gunman. As if he felt Xu Le's gaze, he suddenly moved and rushed to the right at an incredible speed. There was a gap there. Whether it was Xu Le's men or Fatty Tian's experienced special forces soldiers, none of them noticed the wetland where the spring was located.
The gunman's reaction was so fast that no one present could react. Naturally, there was no chaos. However, he bumped into a wall of cotton.
The wall of cotton was Fatty Tian's thick chest and abdomen.
No one knew how Fatty Tian, who had been on the left, recognized the gunman's identity, and how he moved more than five meters in a flash to block the gunman's path of retreat.
A cold light flashed in the gunman's right hand, and a sharp blade slid toward Fatty Tian's throat. The burned wound on his right palm finally burst open, and blood gushed out.
Fatty Tian raised his left hand and slapped the gunman's wrist cleanly. The blade sank into the ground with a whoosh.
A pistol appeared in the gunman's left hand at some point. However, before his finger could touch the cold trigger, his wrist was gently brushed by three fat fingers.
The three fat fingers were extremely gentle, but also extremely terrifying. The gunman's wrist went numb as if he had been electrocuted. He could no longer hold his most powerful gun.
Puff, puff, puff, puff. There was a burst of dense noise, like countless sticks hitting a wall of cotton. Then, silence.
The gunner's face was pale and his appearance was ordinary. Blood kept flowing out of his pale lips. He looked at the chubby and amiable face in front of him and couldn't help but move the corners of his lips. He laughed self-deprecatingly and said in a hoarse voice,
Please do it. "
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In the previous few seconds, the gunman had used all of his trump cards to fight for his life. However, the hateful and terrifying fat man in front of him only moved his hand and made all of his fierce attacks futile. Even the gun fell into the hands of the fat man.
Fatty Tian clumsily held the gun in his right hand and pointed it at the gunman's throat. After hearing what was said, he thought in silence and then said, "Xu Le."
Xu Le's eyes widened. Although he couldn't believe it, he still took a step to the right and used his body to block Zhong Huoyan's curious gaze.
There was a crisp sound, but it wasn't loud. Blood spurted out from the gunman's throat. His cervical vertebrae were shattered, and he fell down with a crack.
Fatty Tian looked down at the corpse under him. His broad right hand clumsily held the gun, as if he was studying something.
Everyone present had been shocked speechless by this scene. In addition to being shocked that this fat man really dared to shoot and kill on the spot, they were even more shocked by the terrifying and almost ordinary super strength he had shown when he intercepted the gunman.
Lin Douhai looked at Fatty Tian with a pale face. He finally guessed the identity of the other party. Only now did he know why Uncle Kong didn't even care about the difference in seniority and pulled him away.
The seventh young master of the Li family looked at Fatty Tian who walked past him and bowed slightly. He asked very politely, "May I ask if you are Colonel Tian Dachang?"
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