A group of people gathered by the quiet seaside. Outside the forest, there was a sniper rifle and troops hidden in the shadows. The atmosphere was tense and oppressive. The people standing opposite of Xu Le were as stiff as statues, not daring to move too much. Xu Le admitted that he was waiting for a certain phone call, which slightly eased the sense of urgency. However, the long silence that followed was also an extremely harsh test for the hearts of the people.
Schiller had a two-act tragicomedy called Waiting for the Man with the Surname Ge. The characters in the play never saw that person appear. Only absurd delirium filled the play, endless and torturous. Just like at this moment, everyone was waiting for Xu Le's phone to ring, but it didn't ring.
At this time, a silver luxury car came at high speed from the mountain road. The hard rubber tires made a violent grinding sound on the ground. The security equipment of the manor had been completely disabled, and there was no equipment to respond to the arrival of this car.
Before the silver car came to a stop, Li Xiaotong jumped out of the car and blocked in front of Xu Le. He forcefully tore open the bow tie on his neck and didn't have time to wipe the sweat from his well-trimmed temples. He looked at Xu Le's face and said, "Take a deep breath and think again."
As an early investor and close friend of Xu Le, the seventh young master, who was a calculative person, knew very well how stubborn this guy was. When he saw that pair of small eyes slightly narrowed, he knew that Xu Le really had the intention to kill today.
Li Xiaotong felt a chill in his heart and blocked in front of Xu Le. He didn't expect that he could change the other party's decision. He had just told what had happened in the manor to his father. He only hoped that those old guys could quickly make a decision, although the decision was a bit too difficult for the dignity of the seven great families.
Xu Le shook hands with him and replied, "The one you need to think about now is not me."
Although he said this, he really did follow Li Xiaotong's advice and took a few deep breaths. The slightly salty sea breeze poured into his lungs, making him feel very comfortable and clear. Once again, he confirmed that his request was not excessive.
Li Xiaotong was slightly relieved. He lifted the cotton bow tie and quickly wiped the sweat from his temples. He stood beside him and began to wait with him for the phone that might never ring.
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The phone rang.
Xu Le waited for the phone to ring twice before he picked up the call. No one spoke on the other end of the line. It was as quiet as the silent night. Only a very light and long breathing sound could be heard. Judging from the breathing sound, the person on the other end should be an old man.
"Leave this manor, and I will pretend that nothing happened."
After a long silence, an old and cold voice suddenly sounded from the other end of the phone. The other party's tone was as mysterious and proud as the Federation's ordinary citizens imagined, with an innate sense of oppression and authority. It was as if the ordinary people in this universe were born to obey or revere him.
This was not what Xu Le wanted to hear, so he raised his thick eyebrows slightly and unsheathed them like two flying knives. He remained stubbornly silent and did not say a word. He just put his left hand behind his back and slowly clenched his fist.
The answer to the arrogant and domineering old man on the other end of the phone was a crisp gunshot.
The sniper rifle on the other end of the mountain opened fire again. The real bullet cut through the air with a whistling sound and hit the sand in front of Lin Douhai's feet. With a whoosh, it shot into the ground who knew how many meters deep.
There was a burst of suppressed cries of alarm and frightened retreating footsteps from the seaside.
Although it only splashed up a cloud of sand, everyone could see the power of this bullet clearly. If the sniper's hand had trembled slightly, Lin Douhai's feet would have turned into a rain of blood.
This young master of the Lin family, who was regarded as the most useless of the seven great families' second generation, appeared to be much stronger than the people on the seaside. With a pale face, it was as if he did not hear the gunshot or feel the violent tremor from the soles of his feet. He insisted on not retreating a single step, clenching his teeth and staring at Xu Le, who was talking on the phone in front of him.
It was because he guessed who was on the phone. In this situation, which had not happened for many years, the dignity of the seven great families could not be shaved any more.
Xu Le still did not speak. After the head of the Lin family on the other end of the phone heard the gunshot, he also did not speak.
That person, who was extremely mysterious and lofty in the eyes of ordinary people, knew very well what the young lieutenant colonel on the other end of the phone was waiting for him to say. For ordinary people, those words were very common, but for the head of the seven great families, it was a condition that was difficult to accept.
In the long history since the end of the Tai dynasty and the reconstruction of the political system of human society, these families, who hid behind the scenes of history and constantly influenced the direction of history for thousands of years, may have made substantial concessions, or may have had to endure for some time, but there were very few people who could force these family heads to bow their heads, because they represented the bottom line of the family's dignity.
In addition to Mo Chou's back mountain, there had been a few very powerful chairmen and presidents who had done this. However, many of these great figures had paid a heavy price for it — they were either disgraced during their term of office, or assassinated in a cloud of mystery. Some of them were as powerful as they were in the beginning until death, but they could not prevent their descendants from suffering the devastating revenge of the Seven Great Families in the hundred years after their death.
Today, Xu Le brought dozens of people with him, and he wanted to do something that many people before him could not do. For the head of the Lin family and those great figures who had just received the news, what an absurd and arrogant attempt this was.
After a long silence, on the oppressive and tense beach, there was a person lying across the blue sea and white clouds.
The voice on the other end of the phone was very slow, self-restrained and indifferent. "My son is useless, you can kill him."
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This was still not the answer that Xu Le wanted, or even the answer that he had not thought of.
The moment he heard this, his pair of thick eyebrows that were about to fly up suddenly fell down. Looking at the deathly pale Lin Douhai from the corner of his eyes, he faintly understood why the seven great families could fight against the Federation government for thousands of years without falling.
In the logic of these families, nothing was more important than the survival of the family. Once this kind of abnormal family lost the extreme dignity, pride, and overwhelming desire for power, they would gradually lose the instinctive basis for survival. In a sense, the continuation of this kind of dignity and pride was even more important than the continuation of the bloodline.
But for some reason, perhaps because he wanted to realize the fantasy of an ordinary person challenging the seven great families, Xu Le still wanted to try, so he was still silent. Looking at Lin Douhai not far in front of him, the left hand behind his back slightly moved.
The sniper rifle in the mountain forest suddenly opened fire!
Bang Bang Bang Bang! The dense and dull sound of high-speed bullets fiercely sounded on the beach. In an instant, who knew how many terrifying bullets enveloped the area, shooting the rain of sand into the sky into smoke and dust!
There was a burst of exclamations on the beach, and those rich and powerful people fled in all directions. At this moment, no one noticed that in the smoke and dust, Lin Douhai was continuously letting out terrified howls.
The smoke and dust settled, and the gunshots stopped.
Between the lines of sand, Lin Douhai's face was deathly pale, and his legs were constantly trembling. His eyes stared blankly ahead, and his pupils could not focus at all. There was a water stain on the front of his nightgown, and there was a stench. He was so weak that he was about to collapse. He did not know that he was still alive, and had entered into a miserable mental state where he did not know whether he was alive or not.
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Xu Le put the phone to his ear and waited in silence.
After the call was connected, the head of the Lin family said a few words in a condescending and indifferent manner. With just a few words, he was able to knead a person's heart into a crisp. His bearing and shrewdness were unfathomable.
However, it could not knead Xu Le's heart, which was as hard as a rock. He kept silent, simply and straightforwardly using gunshots to face the other's temperament.
It was still that old saying, only the barrel of a gun could spray out light wind and light clouds. People who wore shoes were always easily afraid of people who were barefoot, and people who spoke of temperament were always unable to do anything to simple people who were crude and straightforward.
Even if the seven great families were omnipotent, at this moment, Lin Douhai was under the gun. As long as Xu Le took the initiative to give in, no one could solve this problem. Then, someone had to give in, or Lin Douhai had to die.
This time, the silence on both sides of the phone was even longer.
It was so long that the people, who had scattered in all directions, once again turned their gazes back. They looked around in bewilderment, searching in vain for that terrifying sniper rifle. It was so long that the gentle sea breeze blew across the sand, covering up the dense and mournful bullet holes on the field. It was so long that the shocked expression on Li Feirong's face turned to confusion, and finally to fear and confusion. When he woke up, he tried to bravely lift up the unconscious Lin Douhai.
Xu Le heard Gu Xifeng's report. There was a signal on the Lin family's line. The Lin family's line could not be traced at all. As for this sudden signal, it was even more impossible to monitor. The other party's technical level was no weaker than that of Group 7.
Who would call the head of the Lin family at such a tense moment? Xu Le frowned in thought. Then, a man with thin shoulders like a mountain appeared in his mind. His brows slowly relaxed, and he became calmer.
Sure enough, a moment later, he finally heard the head of the Lin family speak again.
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"This matter is our fault."
The head of the Lin family's voice was old and slightly tired. "I represent the Lin family and formally apologize to you. Also, as the head of the Lin family, I promise you that this kind of problem will never happen again."
In this world, no, in history, how many people had heard the heads of the seven great families personally apologize and seen them lower their heads?
The ordinary people of the Federation had never thought of going against these thousand-year-old families. Not only was it because these families were mysterious and unapproachable, but it was also because they knew that doing so would be futile.
Xu Le now had a powerful background and dozens of guns. He was no longer an ordinary person, but compared to the seven great families, he was still insignificant and insignificant. However, today, he didn't even use any of his background. He just brought a group of brothers and barged in in a straight line. This proved that as long as he tried hard, perhaps some things could really be done successfully.
Hearing these words, Xu Le narrowed his eyes and grinned, revealing his white teeth. After a pause, he finally spoke for the first time. "I heard you. Sorry to disturb you."
Then he hung up the phone and waited for the next call that was about to come.
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