Chapter 120

Outside, the gunfire ceased; Jianjun walked into the shop, saw Li Xin unharmed, and only then breathed a sigh of relief.

He said, "Boss, judging by their shooting positions, they weren't aiming at you."

Li Xin ignored those, glanced behind him, furrowed his brow, and asked, "Where are Jianguo and Xiaofu?"

Jianjun rarely smiled, "Boss, don't worry, they went after the two fleeing men; the two of them together are fine."

At that moment, He Yi suddenly screamed, "Brother Xin, you've been shot!"

He had felt it earlier—a bullet had taken a bite out of his back; he was wearing a bulletproof vest, so it was no big deal, like being hit with a hammer.

He projected his own caution onto others; this bulletproof vest was originally meant to guard against the Triad, and he never imagined he'd actually need it today—cautious preparation against old silver coins!

Jianjun came up behind him, looked at where he'd been shot, thought back a moment to the positions of those few gunmen, and compared them in his mind.

Jianjun said firmly, "Boss, those men were here to kill Miss He; if you hadn't reacted quickly enough, Miss He would have been the one shot."

Li Xin put his gun away, then told Jianjun, "Go find those two quickly; I'll wait here, and leave the other matters to Mr. He to handle."

"'Mm! Boss, be careful—I'll go find those two and be right back.'"

Seeing Jianjun walk off, He Yi clung to Li Xin's arm and said, "Thank you, Brother Xin; otherwise I'd be dead today!"

Li Xin looked at He Yi's frightened little face, said nothing more—he wasn't good at comforting people.

But in his mind he thought: "That old He, he must have done something that arouses heaven's wrath and people's resentment; otherwise the other side wouldn't have been so vicious, even killing He Yi, who poses no threat—what a grudge!"

Ten or so minutes after the gunfight, the shop's entrance was thronged with black-clad people, all members of the He family.

Liu Bo's face was dripping with sweat; regardless of who the gunmen were targeting this time, this was a big deal!

Li Xin gave Liu Bo a look, glanced at He Yi, signaling him to quickly arrange personnel to escort He Yi home posthaste.

Liu Bo ordered the people behind him, "Take the miss to the master's place; if anything happens to the miss, you know the consequences."

"'Yes, Liu Bo.'"

More than a dozen black-clad bodyguards were about to escort He Yi away, but she shoved them aside.

Looking at Li Xin, she said, "Brother Xin, come back with me; this place is too dangerous!"

"'Don't worry about me; hurry back, I still have things to take care of.'"

Li Xin glanced at those bodyguards; they immediately escorted He Yi into the car, the convoy sped straight to Pujing Duchang, moving fast, with other vehicles on the road making way for them.

Liu Bo knew this wasn't the place to talk, so he didn't ask anything.

He just stood with Li Xin in the shop, waiting.

Not long after, Jianjun and the two returned.

Jianguo said, "Boss, these people are all Vietcong; I know them too well—we didn't catch those two, they got away."

"'We'll talk about it later.'"

Li Xin and his group followed the He family back to Pujing Duchang.

The He family took away the several corpses on the scene; how they disposed of them was none of his concern.

At the same time, He Xin's eldest son, He Tianbao, died in a car accident in Portugal.

The He family was on edge; black-clad bodyguards guarded their residence, security was tight—even a mosquito that got in would have its legs spread to check its sex.

He Xin had lost his usual composure; his face was ferocious, his hair disheveled, his eyes bloodshot, his gaze revealing a fury that seemed ready to burn everything to ashes.

Liu Bo's face never stopped sweating; deep inside he was filled with fear!

He had a faint suspicion in his heart, but he intended to take that suspicion to the grave.

Li Xin didn't linger at all; he immediately took a plane back to Gangdao, not wanting to get involved in this at all—let that old He Xin have a headache!

Back in Xi Gong, he immediately summoned Chen Chao.

Chen Chao entered the room and asked, "Boss, what's up?"

Li Xin didn't stand on ceremony, directly asking, "Chao! Any casualties?"

Sitting on the sofa in the living room, he then replied, "Boss, just the two who were shot—no fatalities; those two are recuperating at the Wanwan branch, with brothers from that side looking after them, no problem."

"'Mm, that's good—use the best for everything, don't let any accidents happen, give injury and sickness subsidies and bonuses at the highest level, don't let the brothers feel wronged.' Li Xin gave these instructions in detail."

Chen Chao listened to the boss's nagging without interrupting, wearing a faint smile.

These people have seen too much life and death; they don't have ordinary feelings—as long as they feel the death was worthwhile, none of them fear facing death, as long as there's an explanation.

If the affairs behind them are settled, then nothing is a problem—this life, sold, is worth it.

After finishing with Wanwan affairs, Li Xin told Chen Chao, "Pick a team of skilled brothers, arm them all, go to Shinde Real Estate to find Miss He Qiong; I'll call her and have them go straight there."

Chen Chao nodded, stood up, and said, "I'll go back and pick the people now—a nine‑person team; we can split into three squads, enough for Gangdao, as long as we don't run into a large‑scale attack, there'll be no problem."

"'Mm, you're the professional, you decide—tonight call those ten‑plus old brothers to go drink at Hongxin Restaurant; it's been a long time since we all drank together.'"

"'Mm, once I've arranged the mission I'll take them over; if nothing comes up I'll head out first, Boss.'"

Li Xin watched Chen Chao go out, picked up the phone and called He Qiong; after the call connected,

"'A Qiong, I've sent a team of bodyguards your way—don't return to Ao Island for now; things are a bit chaotic, you're not safe either, so watch yourself.'"

He Qiong listened to Li Xin's words on the phone, feeling something hard to put into words—very warm-hearted; A Xin meant well!

"'No problem, I'll do as you say—I'll have people wait downstairs for them; these days I've been too busy to go to Xi Gong to pick people, so I'll have you send them over.'"

"'A Xin, thanks for what you did for He Yi; without you, I wouldn't know what would have happened—I won't keep saying thank you, I'll remember this favor in my heart; that's it, I'm hanging up.'"

He Qiong hung up, grabbed her hair, her eyes slightly red, and muttered to herself, "Don't push me, never push me! I don't want to get involved in your affairs."

So, this wealthy family isn't easy either—trouble comes from within, constant scheming and infighting, not nearly as carefree as Li Xin!

Now he's out drinking with those dozen‑plus old mechanics; this bunch originally learned car repair from Dasha and the others, and their skills are pretty much the same.

A few of them don't want to go to the security company and are still hanging around the lot!

Li Xin knows what they're thinking—they want to leave him a back‑hand for handling trouble in Gangdao; they overthink it, because security‑company staff can swap gear and still do some side work.

The reason he hasn't cracked down on them is to put their minds at ease, so they don't keep feeling indebted to him.

He pays them, guarantees they have no worries about the future; they work their lives for him, it's an equal exchange—no one owes anyone anything.

Just that, their bond, Li Xin still needs to accept it; this is something hard to come by.

Sometimes, it cannot be exchanged for a thousand gold!