Chapter 114 Why are you everywhere?
In the dark night, a dazzling light suddenly appeared among the dense woods and bushes.

The seemingly ordinary tricycle seemed to have left gravity behind at this moment, going against the steep slope at an incredible speed, rolling over the loose soil, and galloping between the hills.

The moment he noticed the strange tricycle, the gunman on the high point seemed to be in hesitation, considering whether to retreat.

Before that, a shadow swept across the sky even faster...

Birds spread their wings!

Amidst the leaps and bumps, the box in the calf-drawn cart suddenly flew into the air, and the handle fell into Gloria's claws. Then, the little bird spread its wings, easily dragged the long leather suitcase that was more than ten times its size and weight into the air, and swooped quickly towards the direction where Ji Jue was.

Xiaojiu Express!
"..."

The gunman was so shocked that his face turned pale. He subconsciously wanted to raise his gun and shoot down the bird flying through the air, but at the same time, he heard a buzzing sound that made his scalp tingle.

I couldn't help but feel creepy.

On the battlefield of Middle-earth, whenever such a sound is heard, it means that a swarm of drones is about to launch a suicide attack from the sky.

He picked up the gun, rolled over without thinking, pulled the pistol from his waist, and pulled the trigger towards the source of the buzzing sound.

It was not until I saw the wreckage of the drone, which posed no threat at all, that I felt as if I had fallen into an icy cave.

Oops!

When he suddenly threw away the pistol, squatted down, raised the sniper rifle and aimed in the direction of the gutter, he finally saw the suitcase that was opened in mid-air rolling and falling.

The lever-action gun that had fallen from it had landed in a hand that had emerged from the gutter.

The offensive and defensive situation was reversed from this moment on.

"It's good to see you."

Ji Jue held his old friend in his hands, admired it sincerely, smiled, and waved it. The opened magazine caught the bullets that were falling like rain from the suitcase.

A crisp sound bursts out accompanied by a light whirlwind.

Filling is complete.

Next, it’s the happy time of sniping at the middle gate——

[Fire], he said.

At that moment, in the resonance brought by the mechanical deity, the reflection was like lightning, and the silent thunder burst into roars and roars. Mercury bullets whizzed out, crossing a distance of 970 meters and whizzed over.

In mid-air, it collided with the bullet fired from the sniper rifle. The friction between iron and iron produced sparks, and the rushing mercury easily penetrated through the middle, speeding away, and corrected its own trajectory again. After drawing a silver arc in mid-air, it penetrated into the tree trunk next to the shooter!

The biting chill engulfed the gunman. He didn't even have time to check the dull pain on his face. He instinctively pulled the bolt and pulled the trigger again.

And right in the sight, Ji Jue's gun ejected the shell from its renewed spin, reloaded it, and raised his hand as smoothly as flowing water.

The flying bullet once again blew up the incoming bullet in mid-air, and the dissipated mercury glow left a long-lasting trail in the air.

Like a sharp blade that was waiting to be fired, it swayed and pointed at the gunman in the dense forest.

The chill came like a tide.

A lever-action rifle from over a hundred years ago? Seriously?
Am I really still awake?
Or has he already fallen into a nightmare?

The sweaty gunman pulled the trigger again, having to seize every opportunity to launch an attack.

I dare not stop, and I cannot stop!

Once he turned around and ran away, the bullet coming from behind would definitely turn his head into a pulp in an instant. He had been dragged by Ji Jue into this life-and-death duel with no end in sight.

The only choice left for him was to persist and continue until the bullets in the magazine were used up, and then he would be at the mercy of others!
Loud noises burst out again from between the mountains, one after another.

It was like a high-noon showdown under the blazing Western sun.

Tracks formed by the evaporation of mercury appeared in the darkness of the mountains and then slowly dissipated. Every burst of silver light brought with it a painful sound that seemed to tear apart the face.

The sticky blood slowly dripped from his face and flowed into his eyes.

The world in the gunman's eyes was dyed black and red.

But he didn't even dare to blink, he just instinctively pulled the trigger until an empty echo came from the magazine.

Out of bullets.

At the moment he understood, what arose in his heart was a sense of relief as if he had been pardoned.

Ah, finally...

Bang!
In his hand, the sniper rifle suddenly exploded and deformed.

The flying bullet penetrated his arm and tore a large hole in his shoulder. Then, a second bullet, and a third bullet, took away his legs, but not his life.

He was just cruelly left to wait for death in blood loss.

Or, wait for a torture more horrible than death...

Only now did the deep voice of the report come from the resonance of the Deus Ex Machina: [Report to the commander, the shooting is over]

[Mission accomplished, thank you for your hard work]

Ji Jue put down the gun and let out a long sigh.

The scene was in dead silence. Those hiding in the corners dared not breathe. Even Chen Yubo was exhausted and had no strength left after climbing out of the gutter.

Only Ji Jue sat quietly at the front of Kunpeng's car, looking up at the night sky.

The stars are quiet and the moonlight is gentle.

"The night is so beautiful."

He chuckled and said nothing more.

It was not until the sound of a speeding convoy was heard again in the distance that Chen Yubo's phone finally rang. He stood up in ecstasy and waved wildly at the convoy.

The motorcade stopped far away, and a skinny white-haired man got out of the car with a few young men. They first checked Chen Yubo's condition and learned about the situation on the scene. Then the man called Uncle Lin took the initiative to greet Ji Jue. His spiritual fluctuations were unleashed, his steps were light but firm and steady, his eyes were sharp but warm when he looked at Ji Jue, and he did not show any threat at all.

The strange Chosen One extended his hand, smiling warmly.

"Mr. Ji, I'm so sorry. I've caused too much trouble tonight. My boss is really busy and can't come here to thank you in person."

As he spoke, he carefully took out a seemingly ordinary business card from his pocket and presented it with both hands: "Before coming here, he specifically told me to thank you for your help tonight. This friendship is really rare, and I will definitely come to thank you another day.

I hope you don’t mind these accidents. If you are free someday, please come and have some tea with me.”

"It's easy to talk about."

Ji Jue smiled, took the business card as well, and put it away solemnly in front of him.

In this way, everyone can be considered to have completed the polite process of being a member of society.

Chen Xingzhou accepted this favor from his brother and made a promise. Although it was still unclear how much the favor could be converted into, and he had no contact with Huang Ji for the time being, he should not refuse the reward that was offered to him.

You know, that thin and ordinary business card may be the gateway to the upper class for many people who desire it but cannot get it.

"There's another gunman on that hill over there, don't forget it."

He pointed to a high point on the mountain: "He should be from the military. Be careful of booby traps around him. If you hurry, he should still be alive."

Uncle Lin's expression became serious: "I'll go there myself."

The old man's figure seemed illusory and erratic in the darkness. After just a few rises and falls, he landed at the highest point without any sign of effort.

I could vaguely hear the sound of an explosion, but soon, he came down carrying a corpse and threw it on the ground with a sigh: "He's dead, he took poison. But judging by the tattoos on his body, he should be from the Empire. There aren't many people like him in Yacheng, so it's easy to check."

While they were talking, several young men who had left the team came back, bringing with them a dejected and gloomy Mu Jiang. They politely escorted him to the car, and someone came over to report to Uncle Lin, "The woman is missing."

Uncle Lin nodded and didn't say much.

Before leaving, Chen Yubo pushed aside the person who was taking care of him and walked over.

"Thanks to you today, Old Ji."

He hugged Ji Jue tightly and patted his back: "If you have time later, how about coming to my house and sitting down? I'll treat you to a cat!"

To be honest, Ji Jue doesn't like trouble and is really not interested in cats, even if his cat can do backflips.

But looking at Chen Yubo's expression, there was also a hint of humble plea.

He finally sighed.

Nothing can be done.

There was no other way, the boss had given the money, and besides, the boss was a nice guy. I had already received my brother's business card, so what if I petted my brother's cat a few times?
"Okay."

He nodded: "When you need maintenance, I will come to your house to help you repair the car."

So Chen Yubo started laughing.

It was as if there was nothing else tonight that was more worth being happy about.

He waved and walked away.

Ji Jue was left alone, sitting on the calf, feeling the night breeze and looking at the starry sky. He suddenly felt a sense of melancholy for secretly having a private relationship with a client outside of working hours.

Not only did he not pay me for the overtime, he also tricked me into going to his house to look after his cats.

I always feel like there's something wrong!

"You said that whenever there is any disturbance, we, the local police, are the last to know about it?"

More than half an hour later, at the night snack stall, Wen Wen hung up the phone, curled her lips, tilted her head back and gulped down a pitcher of beer before shaking her head and sighing.

"Who's calling?" Tong Hua asked curiously.

"Your brother's."

Wen Wen casually said while holding edamame in her mouth, "The uncles from the first department are notifying us patrol officers that Yacheng is not peaceful recently, so please be careful when doing your work."

"Ah, that stupid idiot Tong Shan!"

Tong Hua immediately slammed the table in anger: "When he was a kid, he smashed his uncle's jar and I took the blame for him. How can he not take me seriously? Don't be angry, Sister Wen, I will show him my displeasure when I get back."

"It's no use giving him a cold shoulder."

Wen Wen was amused and shook her head: "An hour ago, Lei Yaoxing's men tried to kill Chen Xingzhou's brother. Fortunately, his brother was lucky enough to hire a bodyguard... to earn extra money, so he was able to save his life."

When she said the second half of the sentence, her expression was particularly strange, as if she had seen a familiar face among a row of guys squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands during a crackdown on prostitution.

I was curious and suspicious from the bottom of my heart - why are you everywhere?!

"Then, Chen Xingzhou was not a pushover either. Less than five minutes after this incident, Lei Yaoxing's personal accountant and driver were thrown down from the tallest building in Lihua District and smashed into a pool of mud in Mingyue Square.

Now both sides have started to call their friends and are on the verge of a fight. "

"what?"

Tong Hua was stunned: "Lei Wuye doesn't care?"

As the local manager and talker of Huangji, the name Lei Wuye has been like a dark cloud hanging over the dark side of Yacheng for forty years.

Just like the beast at the top of the food chain, he controlled the many troops under his command and built the dark side of the entire Yacheng into an impenetrable barrier, enjoying all the benefits of Yacheng's smuggling alone.

Now his godson and his most trusted assistant are about to fight, and he is actually indifferent?

This is outrageous.

“That’s the biggest problem.”

Wen Wen sighed, "Old Deng Lei Wuye is about to die."

(End of this chapter)