He had never been valiant. He had only silently swept past the battlefield, seeing a few clumps of smoke and a few spots of mangled flesh. It was not enough to shake or change Xu Le, this Donglin rock, too much. It was just that his rock-like heart had long returned to Donglin after he had truly gotten used to life and death. When he was hanging out with a group of orphans on Clock Tower Street, who had any family background? It was just a competition of whose knife was faster and whose brain was more nimble.
At this time, he looked at Zhong Erlang through the flowers. A man's heart was not as strong as iron, but his eyes were like iron, cold and tough. It was as if the wide sunglasses on the bridge of his nose were going to crack.
Zhong Ziqi was angry at the national girl's mockery when he suddenly felt this pair of eyes and felt a chill all over his body. A moment later, he slowly raised his head without showing any weakness and coldly looked straight into Xu Le's eyes.
In the eyes of many people, and even in his own eyes, there was no doubt that he was the only heir of the West Woods Zhong family because of the favor of the tiger of the Zhong family. This identity gave him too much right to be proud and arrogant. That day at the Venus Hotel, even a real lunatic like Li Feng did not dare to shoot him, let alone this young lieutenant colonel in front of him.
After that day, Zhong Ziqi carefully investigated Xu Le's background and confirmed the secret relationship between him and the Lees of Philadelphia. However, he was not afraid. Moreover, he had the Zhong family's direct security forces by his side today. Seven stern-looking bodyguards in black silently stood behind Zhong Ziqi. They were all retired special forces from the West Woods Military Region and were exceptionally strong.
With such a group of powerful bodyguards by his side, Zhong Ziqi was not worried about his own safety. Instead, he was a little ashamed that he had been shocked by Xu Le's cold gaze. He stared at Xu Le with a slightly heavy expression and said coldly, "Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le …"
Xu Le did not listen to him at all. The light in his narrowed eyes gradually faded. He stepped forward and held Jian Shui 'er's hand, turned around, and walked toward the black car.
Zhong Zi Qi's expression changed drastically. The humiliation of being disregarded had reached a level that he and his family could not bear.
After opening the back door of the black car and letting Jian Shui'er in, Xu Le turned around and looked at the young master of the Zhong family behind the bouquet of flowers. He slowly took off his sunglasses and said in a serious tone, "If you dare to harass her again, I will beat you until your uncle can't recognize you."
Xu Le was a person who pretended to be cool. He did not purposely force these words out of his mouth. His tone carried the air of the Sunset State. He was simply stating a principle, and because of its simplicity, it was exceptionally believable.
People have names, just as trees have shadows. If it was an ordinary lieutenant colonel of the Federation who said such a sentence, Zhong Zi Qi would only find it extremely absurd. He would wantonly hold his stomach and laugh out loud. Then, with a serious expression, he would beat up this lieutenant colonel until his life or death was unknown.
However, the person who said this sentence was Xu Le. Therefore, this extremely vulgar and uninteresting vulgar threat was spat out from his thin lips. In an instant, it turned into an extremely cold wind of 5460 degrees Celsius. It whistled past the spacious landing pad, making everyone feel an endless chill.
Xu Le had the combat strength to contend with Madman Li. He also had a notorious reputation for not following the rules like Lin Banshan. The reason why the leaders of the thousand-year-old families in the capital ring did not want him to come out of the black dungeon and why they were so wary of this lone figure was none other than the fact that he dared to kill. He could kill. Clearly, this world had not forced him to the extreme, but he dared to kill without reason.
After hearing this threat, Zhong Zi Qi, whose expression had changed drastically due to anger, suddenly turned pale. This was because he knew that Xu Le would definitely do what he said. Even those powerful bodyguards from the West Woods Military Special Battalion who were silent behind him could not help but change their expressions when they thought of the deeds that Lieutenant Colonel Xu Le had done. They carefully and cautiously approached Zhong Zi Qi.
A strange blush appeared on Zhong Zi Qi's pale face. He stared at Xu Le beside the black car and said, "Good, good, good … but I have to remind you of one thing. This is the West Woods. This is not a world where you can make a living with your fists."
"I have already given you enough face," he said in a deep voice. "Since you are not willing to give me back my face, then I will also put my words here. As long as she is still in the West Woods, I will pursue her. If you think this is harassment, you can come and beat me. "
When he said this, Zhong Zi Qi did not back down. He took two steps toward the black car and said mockingly, "In fact, I am going to continue to harass you. I want to know how you will beat me."
The black-clothed bodyguards behind him also walked up, vigilantly watching the combatants of Group 7 around them. A few of them had already reached their hands into their black suits. Their movements were very natural and relaxed, as if they were reaching for a cigarette.
Everyone present knew that these people were definitely not touching cigarettes, but sharp killing weapons. However, they did not deliberately hide it. They just did it expressionlessly. A strong enough deterrent force gushed out from the simple action of reaching into their clothes.
The Federation strictly controlled firearms. Except for local tyrants or warlords like the Zhong family in the West Woods, who would dare to openly use guns in the military base? Everyone in Group 7 had a solemn expression. They stared at these experienced professional soldiers and silently waited for the follow-up development.
Zhong Zi Qi's confidence was based on this. Although he was angry, it was impossible for him to openly mobilize two battalions to kill Xu Le on the spot. However, the fierce character that grew up in the military compound made him have the impulse to pull out a gun in front of Xu Le.
He looked at Xu Le coldly. His expression seemed to say, "Come and beat me, come and beat me."
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It was not Xu Le's fist that came, but a delicate military knife.
A delicate hand gently held the streamlined knife handle made of black fragrant wood as if it was holding a flower. Suddenly, it cut the air of Changfeng Base, which was full of the sound of wind, and brought a more shrill wind sound.
With a sound, the blade flashed and cut the flower petals in front of Zhong Zi Qi. Then the blade twisted and twisted, and gently rested on his throat like lightning.
What a fast blade.
The faces of the bodyguards of the Zhong family in the West Woods changed dramatically. They pulled out their pistols with a jaw-dropping speed and aimed at the person holding the knife. However, they did not pull the trigger, because the delicate knife had been quietly placed on the artery of Zhong Zi Qi's neck, and it did not tremble at all.
The blade was very stable, and not trembling at all was actually scarier than not trembling at all.
The chopped red flower petals rustled and fell down.
The sound of guns being loaded rang out all around them. The clear sound was mixed with endless solemnity. The men of Group 7 had already raised the Cayenne light machine guns in their hands and coldly surrounded the bodyguards of the Zhong Family. The barrels of the guns were pitch black, revealing a chilling killing intent.
What was more terrifying was the buzzing sound. Xiong Linquan stood outside the crowd, and his two muscular arms were holding a heavy Carlin rotary cannon, aiming at all the people of the Zhong family.
Bai Yulan's right hand gripped the delicate knife, while her left hand gently brushed away the strands of black hair in front of her eyes. She looked at the Zhong family's bodyguards who were aiming their guns at her and said softly, "At least for now, we have more guns. I advise you to put down your guns."
Group 7 was equipped with heavy firepower used on the battlefield. With a casual round of bullets, these well-trained professional soldiers of the Zhong family could only end up in a pool of blood.
Zhong Zi Qi's face was pale, and he raised his head without saying a word. Since the death of his father, his head had always been held high, never falling. But at that time, it represented his dignity and the glory of his family. But now, it represented humiliation and fear.
The fear came from the cold and delicate knife on his neck, from the sound of guns being loaded, and from the high-speed rotation of Dalin's soul. He couldn't understand, these mercenaries clearly knew who he was, why did they still dare to raise their guns. He couldn't understand, why did this quiet man in front of him, who looked like a girl, dare to point a sharp knife at his vitals.
"Kill me if you have the guts."
"We are carrying out a military mission, if you continue to harass Miss Jian Shui'er, I will kill you with my own hands."
Bai Yulan deepened Xu Le's previous threat. He quietly looked at Zhong Zi Qi's pale face, and after saying this, he didn't speak again.
From the corner of his eyes, he saw that Xu Le had already closed the door. This delicate man's lips curled up into two beautiful arcs, and his fingers slightly tightened.
A streak of blood appeared on Zhong Zi Qi's fair neck. The blood vessels that had appeared on the surface of his skin due to his anger and fear were immediately forced back under the skin by the cold and pain. His legs were somewhat weak, and his lips were sore and numb. He was simply unable to say anything.
Bai Yulan slowly put away the knife and put it back into his pocket. He didn't even look at the Zhong family soldier who was pointing a gun at his forehead. He gently reached out his hand and pulled the gun away, and then walked back to his military vehicle.
"What a good show." Lan Xiaolong smiled as he looked at this scene. He thought that the guys from Group 7 finally understood what kind of formation they had to put on in order to stand up for their boss. And those big shots from the Department of National Defense would definitely like this slightly cliché show.
"Retreat." He calmed himself down and smiled as he saluted Zhong Zi Qi. He waved his hand and signaled the members of Group 7 who were holding numerous large guns ready to fire at any time to leave.
The smoke and dust dispersed in the wind. Zhong Zi Qi covered his neck and stared blankly at the convoy that was leaving. His face was pale as he thought of those men holding guns, and the knife that was on his neck … He could clearly feel that if there was a conflict earlier, that knife would have really cut open his carotid artery, and those Cayenne machine guns and Dalings would have really dared to open fire!
Countless small cold beads appeared on Young Master Zhong's back, and he couldn't help but shiver. The original anger and vengeance in his heart was shattered by that cold feeling.
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