Chapter 630

The bullet from the pistol struck Zuo He directly between the eyes; in his final second before death, his eyes held unimaginable shock and terror.

Perhaps he never imagined he would die at the hands of this junior cop, or perhaps he felt he still had too many things left undone—either way, when he fell, his eyes remained wide open, as if unable to close in death.

Xu Si exhaled sharply; he had feared he couldn't defeat Zuo He and might die at his hands.

But the pistol Ning Chen had thrown him was nothing short of a lifeline.

Xu Si looked at Ning Chen and bowed deeply to him.

"Thank you—if not for your help, I might truly have died today."

Xu Si's expression was utterly sincere; he gazed at Ning Chen and gave his thanks solemnly.

Ning Chen's expression softened slightly; he knew the relationship between this cop and the other one—killing the enemy himself was the sweetest revenge.

But more than that, Ning Chen cared about other matters: whether the police were investigating him, tracking him, or why they wanted to capture him.

So Ning Chen spoke.

"If you want to thank me, perhaps you could reveal some secrets to me."

Xu Si let out a startled "Ah," his face conflicted: "You're my savior, but I can't casually disclose official information—I'm sorry."

Ning Chen smiled: "Where did you get that idea? I only want to know how the police feel about me—are they determined to arrest me, or just curious?"

So that's what he wanted to ask. Xu Si thought for a moment—these questions weren't classified.

"We're not determined to arrest you. We just learned about you through your file—your movements have always been suspicious, and you possess such formidable strength. Until now, we'd never even heard of you, so we wanted to understand your situation."

So that's how it was.

Ning Chen nodded, but then remembered how he'd recently wiped out a mercenary battalion—now, he and these cops were practically allies.

After all, mercenary battalions had always been thorns in the police's side; since Ning Chen had completely eradicated the entire battalion,

the police had no grounds to arrest him.

"Don't worry about this—since you helped me, you're my savior. I'll explain it to the other cops."

Ning Chen gave a slight nod; for him, having even one cop inside the police bureau working in his favor meant he wouldn't need to be so cautious in the future.

"Take care of yourself—I'm leaving now," Ning Chen said to Xu Si.

Xu Si seemed surprised he was leaving so soon, his expression uneasy: "May I ask what your next target is?"

Ning Chen paused, turning back: "Why ask that?"

"I heard you plan to wipe out the Bay Family—they're no pushovers… be careful," Xu Si said.

Ning Chen wasn't worried. He possessed absolute perception, speed and strength beyond ordinary humans—even taking on an entire mercenary battalion alone was no challenge.

So he grunted, walked into the RV, inserted the key, reversed the vehicle, and left the jungle.

Zuo He's corpse remained on the ground; Xu Si thought for a moment, then gripped Zuo He's shoulders with both hands and hurled the body over the cliff.

Once certain Zuo He was completely gone, he also left the place.

473. Brothers at War

The Bay Family.

Luo Wen gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, the crimson liquid inside swirling slowly.

A crisp, fragrant aroma drifted out; Luo Wen sat among the crowd, sipping the red wine slowly.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the noisy hall fell silent; Luo Wen turned toward the entrance at a leisurely pace.

The newcomer was Luo Xi.

Luo Wen immediately rose from the sofa, placed his wine glass on the table, and walked to the door himself to greet him.

"Brother."

Luo Xi glanced at Luo Wen, then walked straight inside.

Luo Wen awkwardly rubbed his nose, unsure if his elder brother was in a bad mood; he stood frozen for two seconds, then quickly followed Luo Xi.

Luo Xi signaled someone nearby for a cigarette, lit it with practiced ease, and placed it between his lips.

His expression was half-obscured by the smoke, but his sharp, leopard-wolf eyes lifted to fix on his younger brother standing before him.

Luo Xi had always trusted this younger brother.

But he'd just received news that made him question both the Bay Family and his brother's efficiency.

Luo Wen was used to being in charge; though he instinctively felt uneasy under Luo Xi's gaze, he still straightened his back.

"Brother, if you've got something to say, just say it—don't beat around the bush."

Luo Xi inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly, blowing a smoke ring directly into Luo Wen's face.

"Has Zuo He been in contact lately?" Luo Xi asked.

Luo Wen blinked, then replied: "He went out—you know how Zuo He is. I've never been able to control him."

"Oh?" Luo Xi narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp. "You don't care at all that your top lieutenant has been missing for days?"

Luo Wen suddenly understood what Luo Xi was accusing him of—he laughed, though a flicker of cruelty passed through his eyes.

"Brother, you don't know what Zuo He's like—do you think I don't? He's incredibly strong; even within the Bay Family, his strength ranks among the top. Do you really expect me to waste energy tracking his movements?"

Luo Xi crushed the cigarette butt hard into the ashtray, then snapped his head up: "Too bad—your subordinate just died at Ning Chen's hands."

Luo Wen's eyes flew wide open.

Those gathered around them were all startled by Luo Xi's words.

Luo Wen frowned, gripping the table, his eyes locked on Luo Xi: "Brother, you know I hate jokes."

"Hah," Luo Xi slowly met his gaze. "Go ask around—find out what happened to Zuo He. Your rival really does have the ability—he killed Zuo He in under three moves."

"…."

Luo Wen fell completely silent.

He gripped his hair in frustration, lowering his head deeply.

Luo Xi stared at him: "I remember you said you'd send someone to kill Ning Chen—yet nothing's been done. Meanwhile, Ning Chen's progress has been astonishing. Given the Bay Family's current state, how am I supposed to feel confident returning to Long Hu Gang?"

Luo Wen lowered his head, his brows knitted tightly together, and said, "No... how dare Ning Chen... how could he possess such strength?"

"How could he not!" Luo Xi said sternly. "What kind of good person could wipe out an entire mercenary band single-handedly?"

Hearing Luo Xi's scolding, the veins on Luo Wen's temple suddenly bulged. After all, they were both high-and-mighty leaders; even someone with the best temper could not endure such accusations from Luo Xi.

So Luo Wen clenched his fist, slowly straightened his back, and looked down at Luo Xi, who was sitting on the sofa.

"Brother, I hope you know this is an internal matter of our Gulf Family. Ning Chen only wants to kill me; he has no interest in you! Don't you want to return to the Long Hu Gang? Why not go back as soon as possible?"

Although Luo Wen did not want to tear the skin with Luo Xi, once certain words were spoken, it was equivalent to piercing the last layer of window paper.

Silence fell around them; no one had expected that this day might be the day Luo Xi and Luo Wen broke apart.

Luo Xi's face turned as ugly as it could possibly get. Looking at the brother before him who shared the same womb, disappointment mixed with gloominess in his eyes.

The two brothers stared at each other; neither spoke first, as if a string had been pulled taut, waiting for someone to tear the skin first or to make a compromise.

Finally, Luo Xi's body slowly relaxed, and his back slowly leaned against the sofa.

He looked at Luo Wen, and his tone was no longer so severe.

"... I was just afraid you would get hurt. If we count it properly, we share the same mother; I only have you as a younger brother."

Luo Wen almost sneered.

Share the same mother? Worry?

How could he bring himself to say such things!

Anyone who reached this position had licked blood from the tip of a blade. Whether it was Luo Wen or Luo Xi, one commanded the entire Gulf Family and had long since killed countless people; the other had established a gang, and the number of lives in his hands had already reached countless.

People like this wanting to discuss sincerity with him—trusting them was no better than trusting a newly raised dog.

But he could not tear the skin with Luo Xi at present. Although Luo Xi's motives were impure, at least the Long Hu Gang behind him could help Luo Wen for a short time.

As long as he could kill Ning Chen...

Luo Wen came to his senses, and the expression on his face gradually relaxed. "Me? I just don't like hearing these admonishing words. This time I was too agitated. Brother, I apologize to you here."

Luo Xi knew Luo Wen wanted a step down and understood that if they truly fell out now, the threat to both sides would be huge.

He simply followed Luo Wen's words. "I haven't seen you for a long time; I just forgot your habits. Since you have apologized, let's turn the page on this matter. Next time, we brothers will discuss it properly."

Luo Wen was best at handling such formalities. Hearing Luo Xi say this, a smile immediately appeared on his face. "Choosing a day is not as good as seizing the day. Originally, I set up a banquet today just to invite you to drink a little wine and chat a little. Since I made a mistake, Brother, I will toast you with a glass of wine!"

The people nearby stood with their mouths agape. At this moment, Luo Wen had already stood up and gone to pour wine for Luo Xi. They held the wine bottles and poured wine into their mouths with a gush; some wine liquid leaked from their chins and fell onto the deep red carpet.

After finishing a bottle of wine, Luo Wen waved his hand at the crowd still standing behind him and shouted loudly, "Go do whatever you need to do! Don't stay here and obstruct my eyes!"

Not long after, some people dispersed from the hall. After finishing one and a half bottles of wine, Luo Wen looked at Luo Xi and asked the true purpose of his night.

474. The Heir of the Gulf Family

"You will help me, right? Brother," Luo Wen asked.