Xu Le knew that the other party was waiting for him to retaliate. No one would be willing to become a eunuch at such a young age. Seeing the military firearms that the other party deliberately showed him, his heart was filled with anger. What was wrong with this world? Why did these powerful people dare to treat the laws of the Federation like a bubble? What happened to the First Charter that pervaded the entire Federation? Were these people not afraid of being caught?
At this moment, the angry and helpless Xu Le finally remembered something that Uncle Feng Yu once said. The First Charter was ultimately still in effect within the framework of human society. These powerful people oppressed ordinary people, but the police would never file a case or investigate. Even if the First Charter could accurately determine who was involved in these matters, what could they do? The central computer could only work passively forever. This was something that the First Charter had long since stipulated.
The atmosphere in the field was somewhat oppressive and tense. Hook narrowed his eyes as he looked at Xu Le. He knew that this extremely ordinary-looking kid had powerful close combat abilities, so his hand was already on the handle of the gun at his waist. If the other party really dared to resist, then he would have no choice but to shoot. With the Zou family's current status in the Federation, it would not be difficult for them to suppress this matter. Today, the Federation Investigation Bureau was not involved in this matter either.
At this critical moment, Tai Zhiyuan, who was wearing a windbreaker, naturally took two steps back, leaving Xu Le alone in front of the crowd that was eyeing him covetously.
Hook did not intend to make things difficult for that guy. He was not a person who liked to be jealous. If Mr. Zhao had not insisted on chasing after him to please him, then perhaps he would not have encountered Xu Le and Tai Zhiyuan at all. For people of the Zou family's status, although they were tyrannical and despicable, this kind of tyranny still followed the rules. They just did not want to let Xu Le and Shi Qinghai off the hook. As long as the others did not get involved, they naturally would not pay attention to them. However, in that instant, Hook suddenly felt that the young man in the windbreaker was a little strange. That windbreaker was strangely flipped over, and the corner that was blown up by the wind looked a little familiar. It looked a little like the uniform of the 4th Military Region.
Hook smelled something uncomfortable and did not 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 afar. It drove like a ghost in the autumn wind, crushing countless yellow leaves on the ground without making any sound. The people who were confronting each other on the side of the street were all focused on each other and did not notice this at all.
In Xu Le's eyes, there was only the gun in the person's hand. He narrowed his eyes very much and saw the process of the person pulling out the gun from his waist to lifting it up. He did not miss any minute movements. He pulled back his right hand and was prepared to protect Tai Zhiyuan behind him, but he did not expect to grab anything. He could not help but laugh and think to himself, this kid is too unloyal.
Xu Le was able to be so relaxed in this tense moment because he suddenly felt that he was very stupid. Since this society was already unfair, why should he be angry over this kind of injustice? Just like those idealists who worked hard in S2, when injustice came in front of them, other than crushing it, what else could they do?
Xu Le stared at Hook's hand that was holding the gun, his eyes narrowed into slits. The bottom half of his feet had already left the pavement, and his legs under his pants started to tremble slightly. That familiar warmth started to spread throughout his body. He did not know why, but in his heart, he had boundless confidence that he could knock down the person, even if the person was holding a gun.
Hook's hand that was holding the gun was slightly raised, at a forty-five degree angle to the ground. This was the best angle for muscles to exert force.
Xu Le's narrowed eyes flashed. He twisted his body, the tips of his shoes grabbing onto the hard ground, and turned into a wild bull in the autumn wind. With the fastest speed, he silently and terrifyingly charged over.
A distance of three meters seemed very far, but under Xu Le's charge, it was only a blink of an eye. Hook was an expert in the military. When Xu Le started to move, he also moved. His right hand that was holding the gun was indeed as Xu Le had predicted. He could not quickly adjust the angle, but he was still able to valiantly raise the gun a little and aim it at Xu Le's abdomen.
At this time, Xu Le had already rushed in front of him with a strong wind, and his finger was ready to pull the trigger. At such a close distance, no one could avoid this shot.
Xu Le's quick-thinking brain also came to the same conclusion. He knew that he had underestimated the reaction speed of a professional soldier. Even such a sudden attack did not have the effect of catching him off guard. He did not know if he would die if he was shot in the abdomen, but that strong sense of danger caused his face to instantly turn pale. All the strength in his body was concentrated in his arms.
His left hand was prepared to grab Hook's right wrist, and then he would use the strength of his waist and abdomen to break the cartilage in his opponent's throat with his right fist. Under such circumstances, Xu Le could no longer care about his own secrets. Killing someone was a crime. The middle finger of his right fist had already protruded, and the knuckles were white with a hint of red, looking very much like a peanut.
The gunshot did not sound, and Xu Le did not succeed in grabbing Hook's wrist. This was because in the quiet afternoon in Linhai, a clear sound like a bird's whistle rang out.
In an instant, Hook's hand that was holding the gun turned into a pile of flesh and blood. Xu Le rushed in front of him, but he did not manage to grab anything. He could not use the strength to twist his body. The direction of his right fist was slightly lower, but it did not slow down in the slightest as it ruthlessly struck Hook's chest.
There was a very short period of shock and silence.
Xu Le's punch landed on Hook. He did not have time to think about what had just happened. He turned around and ran. He grabbed Tai Zhiyuan's windbreaker and ran to the side of the street. He happened to see the black car that had silently stopped there like a ghost.
He opened the car door and pushed Tai Zhiyuan in as fast as he could. Xu Le followed in and closed the door. He reached into his pocket and took out the metal lighter that Shi Qinghai had given him. He aimed it at the back of the driver's head and shouted, "Drive, or I'll shoot you!"
The driver obediently started the car and drove away from the scene as fast as he could. Xu Le turned around and glanced at the street through the car window. After confirming that those people had not chased after them, he felt slightly relieved. He looked at the driver with an apologetic gaze, but he did not dare to move the lighter away. Only then did he notice that the driver's hair had already turned white. He was an old man.
Tai Zhiyuan, who had remained silent since the beginning of the conflict, could not help but smile when he saw Xu Le aiming at the back of Butler Jin's head. He admired his friend's quick wit and courage.
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The autumn wind was still blowing by the side of the street, blowing the withered yellow leaves on the ground. However, it did not blow away the ghastly severed hand on the ground. Hook stared blankly at the severed hand on the ground. He was so strong that he did not fall to the ground. Instead, he subconsciously judged that the shooter was a sniper, and one of the most powerful soldiers. It was only now that he realized that he might have run into someone he couldn't afford to offend today. However, he was still thinking about Cillin, and didn't consider the true identity of the silent young man behind Xu Le at all.
Everyone was shocked. Mr. Zhao and the other local big shots of Lin Hai looked at the broken hand on the ground in horror. They couldn't say anything for a long time. It's not that they haven't seen guns before, but they've never seen such a scene.
It was only then that Hook felt a sharp pain in his chest. He remembered that he had been punched by that brat named Xu Le. Then, the pain started to spread. Even with his strong willpower, he could not bear it. It was even more terrifying than the pain coming from his severed hand. This pain was tearing pain. It was like a spider web had started to spread from his chest. He did not know how many bones had started to crack and were about to break.
Hook's vision went black. He fainted on the ground with a loud thud. Then, seven black cars came over and surrounded the group of people. Mr. Zhao looked at the license plates of these cars in shock. He had completely lost all courage to resist.
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The black cars turned a corner. Xu Le could no longer see what was happening in front of the Stars Clubhouse through the rear window. He also did not see that shocking scene. At this time, he had calmed down and easily determined that before he threw that punch, someone had already shot Hook's hand that was holding the gun. Unless his mind could hurt people, there was no other explanation.
"It was my bodyguard," Tai Zhiyuan said calmly without waiting for him to ask. What he said was true. Sneaking out of the small villa to visit prostitutes was not a glorious thing for the heir of the Tai family. He just needed to avoid Butler Jin's nagging and report to his mother, as well as the twelve Special Task Force agents sent by the President. He was not someone who did not know his limits. Not long after entering the clubhouse, he had already informed Butler Jin that the person who fired the gun and the seven cars that appeared later were all the Tai family's personal bodyguards.
Tai Zhiyuan looked quietly at Butler Jin, who was silent in the driver's seat. Suddenly, a smile appeared on his lips. His mother had always said that the family would not specially send people to protect him. Today, it seemed that it was just an excuse.
"Your family's bodyguards?" Xu Le repeated subconsciously. He realized that he seemed to have underestimated this kid's family background. In a society like the Federation, where guns were strictly controlled, except for the Zou family siblings, who were children of the military, not many people could hire bodyguards who dared to shoot on the streets. To be more precise, the security companies in the Federation that could get the gun licenses were all backed by the government. They were not something that could be hired by just anyone with money.
"I thought you wouldn't care about my family." Tai Zhiyuan smiled and said, "I'll explain to you later. Please take the lighter down first. The driver is Uncle Jin, my personal butler."
Butler Jin, who was in the driver's seat, smiled and did not greet Xu Le. Xu Le's hand stiffly put away the lighter. He turned around and looked at Tai Zhiyuan in surprise, as if trying to figure out the identity of this weak rich kid.
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