Chapter 1339

China’s establishment has strict divisions; although Ximen Wudi is a Lieutenant General, he does not have the power to deploy a guard platoon.

"I can help you solve this matter," Holman said: "This matter is not difficult to handle; if you want, I can help you apply for it."

"Then I am truly very grateful to you, Lieutenant Colonel Holman," Ximen Wudi stood up quickly.

As soon as he stood up, he pulled at the wound on his waist, causing him to wince in pain.

Zhang Yugan smiled and said: "This doesn’t seem like your style, Ximen Wudi."

Ximen Wudi grinned and scratched his head.

Subsequently, he looked at his watch: "Uncle Zhang, let’s go to the airport first; it’s about time."

"Alright, it’s on the way; today I will take your car," Zhang Yugan said.

Ximen Wudi heard this and almost choked on his own saliva: "Cough, cough, no, no, Uncle Zhang, this won’t do."

"I am taking your car to support you," Zhang Yugan said with a smile: "Otherwise, if I, this Deputy Commander, am not here, wouldn’t your trouble be huge?"

Ximen Wudi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Zhang Yugan did indeed have this consideration, but he still insisted on letting Ximen Wudi sit with him in the back row of a Mercedes-Benz business car, while the other sedan was stuffed into the trunk.

"Ximen Wudi, shouldn’t you also talk about your own situation? Otherwise, I don’t believe you could mix so well in China," Zhang Yugan asked.

In fact, after staying in the East China Military Region for a long time, he discovered that Ximen Wudi had a very close relationship with this piece of land; although Ximen Wudi didn’t say it, he saw it in his eyes, and furthermore, in the eyes of this old leader, Ximen Wudi was a piece of gold that would shine and heat up one day, and it was absolutely impossible for him to turtle up in a corner of China forever.

"Uncle Zhang, I just had good luck and happened to meet the occasion," Ximen Wudi said with a smile.

He did not intend to tell Zhang Yugan all his secrets.

Of course, the more important reason was—this past event had become a pain in the bottom of Ximen Wudi’s heart; that kind of bone-deep desolation was enough to make anyone empathize, or even tremble uncontrollably.

Those once blood-stained wounds would all turn into deep imprints, forever remaining in the deepest part of his memory.

"Ximen Wudi, sometimes not saying it might not mean you don’t care," Zhang Yugan patted Ximen Wudi on the shoulder.

"I know," Ximen Wudi nodded: "Uncle Zhang, thank you for taking care of my parents all these years."

Zhang Yugan laughed: "Silly child, what are you thanking me for?"

The tone of this sentence had a feeling of being earnest and well-meaning; perhaps, for Zhang Yugan at this moment, he really treated Ximen Wudi as his own junior.

Zhang Yugan was an excellent leader, but he also had the warmth and kindness of an ordinary old man.

In Zhang Yugan’s eyes, Ximen Wudi and Holman were both his juniors.

"Uncle Zhang, when I finish this mission and go back, let’s get together properly; I’ll host," Ximen Wudi grinned, revealing his bright white teeth.

"Alright, whatever you say, it will be," Zhang Yugan agreed heartily.

He really was cultivating Ximen Wudi as his own grandson; after all, from the moment Su Yaoguo sacrificed himself, Zhang Yugan had borne immense pressure.

Five hours later, three private planes landed at the Capital International Airport in Nanjiang Province, and several cars were already prepared at the airport, heading directly to the airport expressway.

One hour later, the three of them boarded the flight to the Capital International Airport.

Before Ximen Wudi boarded the plane, he specifically dialed Lin Aoxue’s phone, but it resulted in a prompt that it was turned off.

This was Lin Aoxue’s life habit; once she turned it off, she basically wouldn’t turn it on again.

Ximen Wudi didn’t know exactly what had happened, but he believed that Lin Aoxue must have encountered some unusual danger.

However, since Lin Aoxue chose to turn it off, she must have had her own thoughts and judgment; even if Ximen Wudi rushed over anxiously, it didn’t necessarily mean he could save Lin Aoxue.

Ximen Wudi guessed correctly; Lin Aoxue really had encountered trouble this time.

However, this trouble was not something she had provoked herself, but rather she had been forced into it.

This world is just like this; the more you retreat, the more arrogant the enemy becomes.

"Miss Lin, I advise you not to resist," a man said coldly; he was wearing sunglasses, a black vest, his muscles bulging all over, and his arms were tattooed with flower patterns, filled with a fierce meaning.

There was a scar on the right side of his cheek, making him look extremely ferocious.

Lin Aoxue sat in the window seat, looking out the window, her expression indifferent, as if she didn’t produce even half a ripple because of the man’s words beside her, as if the surrounding space and environment couldn’t affect her inner heart!

"Who are you calling Miss Lin?" Lin Aoxue said indifferently: "Do you know that your current actions are very impolite?"

"You are a beautiful girl; it’s a pity," the scarred man said: "If it weren’t for the order from above, I wouldn’t be willing to touch you either."

Lin Aoxue’s eyebrows lifted slightly: "I advise you not to have crooked thoughts; if I encounter danger, Ximen Wudi will definitely not let it go."

"Hehe, do you think Ximen Wudi is some kind of good thing?" the scarred man sneered mockingly: "Otherwise, how could he cause such a big stir in China and drive the people of the National Security almost crazy?"

"I think you misunderstood," Lin Aoxue shook her head: "He is not that kind of person; don’t insult him."

"You're right, he is indeed not a bad person, but he is a bastard," the scarred man said: "I'm too lazy to waste words with you. Come with me obediently, and I guarantee I won't touch you; otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"

After a pause, the scarred man continued: "My men have already controlled all the cabins; you have nowhere to run."

Before his voice had completely faded, two gunshots suddenly came from outside the airport.

The sound of the gunfire was deafening, making the flight crew members unable to help but exclaim.

Subsequently, there were two more bangs.

Two shells directly shattered the porthole glass!

Immediately following, two men in black rushed into the cockpit!

One man in black knelt on one knee, holding an assault rifle, pressing it against the scarred man's temple.

And the other man in black picked up Lin Aoxue, placed her on the chair beside them, then pointed his assault rifle at the scarred man's forehead and said: "Get down, hands on your head, squat on the ground!"

As he spoke, he took out a hand grenade and pulled the pin.

This action was extremely threatening.

The scarred man was scared out of his wits!

He had wanted to take advantage of the chaos to grab the ticket, but he didn't expect to be blocked in the restroom!

"Don't kill me... please don't kill me..." the scarred man shouted while trembling, then immediately put his hands on his head and squatted on the ground, cowardly to the extreme!

With this, he also exposed his own weakness.

"Who are you, daring to meddle in our business!" the scarred man roared.

"Who are we? Hehe, you don't even recognize us?"

The masks of these two men in black had been torn off, revealing ferocious faces; they were members of the Death Temple's law enforcement team!

Moreover, on the chests of these two men hung red cloth strips with two words written on them: "Adjudicator"!

This was the symbol of the Death Temple's law enforcement team!

In the dark world, these two words were a symbolic title, representing the power and majesty of the Death Temple; even ordinary super big shots had to be respectful when they saw them, absolutely not daring to offend!

Unfortunately, the guy in front of them didn't recognize this term at all! His intelligence and perspective were destined to never reach such a level!

"Don't recognize you, who are you?" the scarred man said: "This is Ninghai, not the Death Temple's territory! You dare to shoot at me; this is not according to the rules, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what? I'd like to see, can you turn the world upside down today?" The eyes of this adjudicator flickered with a strong, ruthless light, and he said: "Take him away!"

"Alright." The two companions agreed, then unceremoniously pressed the scarred man to the ground, fists and feet flying together, pitter-patter! They beat the latter until he wailed endlessly!

Seeing this scene, Lin Aoxue did not stop them, and didn't even take a second look.

In her view, Ximen Wudi had already given her enough sense of security, so although Lin Aoxue was worried at this moment, she didn't actually have much anxiety.

Moreover, Lin Aoxue believed that as long as Ximen Wudi appeared, she would not fall into danger!

"Stop hitting me, I beg you, stop hitting me!" the scarred man wailed.

This guy was already bruised and swollen; it was estimated that if he took another two minutes of beating, he would be completely knocked unconscious.

This adjudicator could be considered to have a sense of proportion, not beating him to death; otherwise, this guy would probably have become a corpse by now.

"Take him away," the adjudicator said.

His companion then dragged the struggling, snot-and-tears-flowing scarred man out of the cabin door and stuffed him into the back row of a black sedan.

Because he had been holding it in for a long time in the restroom, this guy kept retching non-stop along the way, as if he were about to vomit blood.

Lin Aoxue stood on the spot, watching all this quietly, without any worries.