Chapter 112: Standoff

Without warning, bullets fell from the sky.

Chen Yubo lay on the ground, his eyes dark, his heart cold, but Ji Jue's heart was even colder, chilling, as cold as the double-door refrigerator he had bought a few days ago.

He subconsciously analyzed the trajectory between the impact point and the gunman, only to find that among so many people, this gun line was aimed at only one person: Chen Yubo, who was still giggling nearby just now.

It's over, they're coming for the boss!

The roar hadn't dissipated among the mountains in the air. The two had just landed, and even before Chen Yubo could react, the silent Kunpeng erupted with a roar again.

The engine ran at high speed, burning tires in place, spinning wildly. Under Ji Jue's command, it kicked up dust and mud from the ground, and at the same time, spewed out thick smoke caused by incomplete combustion of fuel.

And the moment Ji Jue's palm slapped the ground, the surrounding streetlights suddenly went out.

The sudden change in light made the gunman in the distance stunned for a moment, but when he looked through the scope again, he found that the two people who were lying on the ground had disappeared without a trace!

The scope swept through the chaotic scene and the scattered crowd, and soon, it locked onto a vehicle that was hurriedly reversing and speeding out.

After two more loud noises, the empty sports car flipped onto the ground.

Explosion, rolling flames.

From beginning to end, no one crawled out of it.

And in the dead leaves and mud under the drainage ditch, Chen Yubo, huddled in the narrow gap, breathed violently, pressed tightly by Ji Jue, unable to move at all.

Thank goodness the drainage ditch didn't have a cover!

Thanks to the Road Administration!

Ji Jue's other hand reached into his backpack and dialed the phone.

At the same time, at the starting point of the track, beside the gradually desolate DJ stage, a ringing sound rang out in the cargo bed of a tricycle, just like an alarm clock for waking up.

The moment the music started, the Little Niu Ma, fully loaded with goods, opened its eyes.

Dazzling headlights broke through the darkness.

A thunderous roar that surpassed all sports cars erupted from the engine!

Before everyone could react, it had already sped out, rushed onto the road, wove through the sports cars with a violent speed that surpassed Kunpeng, easily leaving the stunned princesses and young masters behind, directly smashed through the guardrail, crossed the ditch, crushed the bricks and stones, and climbed up between the mountains and dense forests against gravity.

Straight towards Ji Jue's position!

Three minutes.

At most three minutes, Little Niu Ma could carry its long guns and short cannons and rush over.

Feeling the rapidly shortening distance between them, Ji Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief—the Ember path is indeed best at using external objects, but at the same time, without external objects, one's abilities are directly cut by ninety-nine percent.

If Little An or Wen Wen were here, even if they were of the same rank as Ji Jue, it would be absolutely impossible to be so passive.

One has maxed out agility and evasion, the other has unparalleled defense.

Just rushing up against the bullets and punching them to death would be the end of it.

In contrast, Ji Jue now didn't even dare to expose the drone in mid-air, and even actively pulled away the distance, peeking at the blurry traces with the maximum magnification of the lens.

Only then did he find that after aiming at several places in a row, the gunman crawling at the high point actually decisively aimed his muzzle at the direction of the drainage ditch where they were!

Using wallhacks, right?

Instant lock?

Or...

Is there an accomplice of the other side among those panicked people at the scene?

"How big of a bet did you guys make?!"

Ji Jue stared at the panicked Chen Yubo and couldn't help but question: "The other side losing and not being able to afford it is one thing, but directly arranging a sniper to blow someone's head off, what's that about?"

"Impossible!"

Chen Yubo shook his head decisively, "Absolutely impossible!"

Seeing that Ji Jue didn't believe him, he hurried to explain: "Even if Mu Jiang lost all the bets, at worst he'd go home and get a beating, and he'd pay back the interest too. Besides, you said he took drugs, drank, and hit people, he might have, but hire a killer to kill me? He doesn't have the guts! If I lose even a single hair, he won't be able to walk out of Yacheng!"

Ji Jue was dumbfounded. Did he underestimate how rich these second-generation heirs were?

"Then who wants to kill you?"

Then, he saw the familiar clear look appear in Chen Yubo's eyes, so pure, and stupid: "I don't know!"

"You don't even know who you offended?!"

"Oh, people offend people while they're alive. Sometimes breathing is an original sin. When you have money, the more friends you have, the more enemies you have..."

After the initial panic, Chen Yubo actually had a strange sense of calm, as if he was already used to it: "I guess they're coming for my family."

"What does your family do, anyway!"

Ji Jue couldn't take it anymore. Can doing import and export cause such a big enemy?

"Ah, you don't know?"

Chen Yubo was actually even more shocked than him, as if not knowing what his family did while hanging out with him was a very bizarre thing.

He said: "My brother is Chen Xingzhou."

"Grass!"

Ji Jue's eyes went dark.

Chen Xingzhou!!!

Two months ago, if Ji Jue heard this name, he might have asked who this idiot was, it sounds so familiar? But after becoming a chosen one and gradually coming into contact with the other side of Yacheng, he truly felt the terrifying weight of this name in the dark side of Yacheng.

On his business card, he usually prints titles such as industrialist, financier, or vice president of the Quancheng Fellow Villagers Association to show his warm and glorious side.

But in reality, that's just a gorgeous coat worn on the outside.

One of the big bosses on the dark side of Yacheng, a high-level member of the Wasteland Market, started out years ago from word-game stalls and lottery, working as a red stick and head horse for others. Six years later, he founded Yacheng's largest gambling company and became a guest of honor for high-level officials from all sides.

Apart from gathering countless thugs under his command, he also manages many businesses distributed by the Wasteland Market, and at the same time, is Yacheng's largest information dealer, broker, and middleman.

And among his many clients, one is Ji Jue's dear teacher, the host of the Chaosheng Workshop, Artisan Master Ye Xian!

Now he was beginning to vaguely feel that maybe the whole race tonight was a trap!

Just thinking about what kind of storm he would be involved in after getting involved with such a person made Ji Jue's hair stand on end. He might even end up without a corpse.

"You didn't say so earlier!"

"Isn't it because I'm afraid of the bad influence? This kind of identity isn't easy to hang on my lips."

Chen Yubo rubbed his hands awkwardly: "Besides, I started my own business on my own... and my brother's efforts over the years..."

As he spoke, he had already grabbed Ji Jue's hand, tears in his eyes: "I'm a legitimate entrepreneur, Brother Ji, I've never done anything unconscionable, you can't ignore me!"

Brother, you're my brother!

If there wasn't a sniper aiming outside, Ji Jue might have already done the Hua Tuo triple combo and run away in a hurry.

Years ago, Ji Jue once heard that the ancients said fate has already marked a price for every gift. He had always believed it, but he never expected that this time the price was marked directly on the surface!

He knew this unconscionable money wasn't easy to earn!

Well, now the retribution has come.

He squeezed the sound from his teeth: "Need to add money!"

"Double it, I'll double it! No, triple! No, wait, the cash flow isn't that much right now, can shares work?" Chen Yubo seemed to have grabbed a straw: "Can I pay in virtual currency? Stock or futures settlement?"

"Shut your mouth!"

Ji Jue pressed his hand on his face, staring and warning: "Don't talk!"

The sound of speeding vehicles in the distance was getting closer.

Breaking into the venue.

Unfortunately, it wasn't the Little Niu Ma that was still climbing mountains and crossing ridges, but a van without a license plate.

The vehicle braked sharply, stopped, and then five masked men jumped out from the opened door.

They didn't pay any attention to the people fleeing in panic or hiding in the corners, and didn't even care about the scattered luxury bags or property.

Straight, walking towards their direction.

They were tall or short, fat or thin.

The only thing in common was the things they held in their hands, wrapped in black plastic bags, but highlighting the outline Ji Jue was familiar with.

Handguns!

But do you think only you have guns?!

Ji Jue leaned in the water ditch, expressionless, pulled out the deer hunter, and counted down silently from the overhead view of the Eye of the Sky: 5, 4, 3, 2—1!

The moment that strange figure appeared on the edge of the ditch, he pulled the trigger without hesitation. The other side hadn't even seen where they were before falling backward.

When the remaining few people subconsciously retreated, they heard the engine roar close at hand!

Several sports cars parked messily in the field suddenly turned on their headlights, and then, fully demonstrated to the attackers on the scene what a terrifying acceleration of under three seconds per hundred kilometers was.

In just an instant, one person was hit and flew, and two others were rolled under the tires in the swerving of several cars, turning into blood gourds, rolling all over the ground.

Amidst the screams, the survivors who fell to the ground stood frozen, subconsciously turning around and running away.

Then, they saw the cold light projected onto the road from behind.

Sports car acceleration!

Within a hundred meters, it turned into a meteor, sending him completely to the sky!

Finally, a muffled sound of falling.

In the dead silence, only the roar spreading between the mountains remained.

The sniper pulled the trigger again.

It brushed past Ji Jue's head, penetrated into the mud, and disappeared.

Ji Jue fell backward, breathing violently.

In that instant, Ji Jue wanted to jump out of the drainage ditch while the scene was chaotic, but he didn't expect that the gunman had never wavered because of his companion's tragic death from beginning to end, just coldly aiming at their position.

Locking all their possibilities of wanting to escape.

Under the shroud of the gun line, the free world outside the drainage ditch was already filled with death waiting there.

"Blocked at the door, huh."

Ji Jue whispered, looking up at the night sky. Between the scattered stars, the Eye of the Sky overlooked, staring at the figure hidden between the mountains.

In this dead silence, staring at each other.

Just like they were in a standoff.

Motionless.

It was as if they had turned into stubborn stones, able to stalemate until the end of time.

Until the sound of engine roar rang out in the distant mountains.

Little Niu Ma speeding! ===== CHAPTER 113 =====