Chapter 77: Step In, All Die

  The wardrobe burst open, and Zhang Shidong rushed in. Then a loud crash was heard, and cement dust and brick debris splashed out from the broken wardrobe. A figure rushed out of the wardrobe.

  A green snake pierced through the wardrobe, its green body visible with a red streak of blood, flowing out from its teeth, and suddenly coiled around Uncle Liu's arm.

  Tai Shu Luli sprang into action, ignoring the locked door and Mǐ Nuònuò, who was also avoiding the sniper outside. Instead of jumping out of the window that hadn't been opened from the corner, he raised his hand and broke open a half-height window on the side, creating a space just wide enough for a person to pass through. He rushed out through the opening, his long skirt fluttering behind him, revealing a pair of white pants underneath. As he floated down from the high floor, his expression remained calm and collected. A dark shadow flashed across the sky, and Tai Shu Luli grabbed hold of a massive black eagle's claw that could tear through bricks and tiles. The eagle flapped its wings, avoiding the direction of Zhang Shidong and Mǐ Nuònuò's room window, before diving rapidly downwards and disappearing in an instant.

  "Next time I see you, I'll rip you apart!" Mǐnuònuò gazed at the window where Tàishū had jumped out, then turned her head to look through the pillar beside her at the bullet-riddled floor-to-ceiling window, her eyes and eyebrows full of murderous intent, her slender figure wrapped in silk.

  Zhang Shidong burst out with his shirt off, pinning down a fully armed man, who was wearing a thermal imaging device on his head, holding an M16 rifle, and had various equipment hanging from his body. The lower half of the man's face under the thermal imaging device was full of shock.

  Died in shock, this one can also be said to have died in his own way. He was killed by a stronger presence in the field where he relied on his skills for survival, which is also a kind of honor. The gun on his body was taken away by Zhang Shidong, and after several bullet holes were pierced, the wind from outside blew through, lifting up a gap in the blackout curtains. Zhang Shidong held the gun and fired at the floor-to-ceiling window.

  The M16 bullets with silencers flew out one by one along the previous bullet holes, shooting from bottom to top. If the bullets penetrated the floor-to-ceiling window at the initial stage of firing, they didn't have enough power to support them to reach the other side, and the disadvantage was too obvious. They could only shoot out along the original bullet holes, with limited angles. However, when Zhang Shidong opened fire and kept approaching the floor-to-ceiling window, the other side suddenly became quiet, without any movement. After firing a few shots, Zhang Shidong threw away the gun in his hand, staring coldly at the outside of the window. Mi Rou Rou untied the silk scarf on her body, walked naked to the bedside, picked up the phone, wrapped herself in a bath towel on the floor, and dialed the phone.

  Zhang Shidong, disregarding the cement dust and brick dust on his body, put on his clothes, pulled open the blackout curtains, and gazed straight ahead at all the scenery within a 120-degree angle of view in front of him, his line of sight sometimes up, sometimes down, and sometimes drifting horizontally to the left and right.

  One minute later, the door opened and the hotel manager, security guards, and Miao Miao's bodyguards entered the room. The corpse on the floor made the manager's face look extremely unsightly. He knew very well what kind of distinguished guest was staying in this room, and that someone had been sent to the next room, which according to their theory was a dereliction of duty by the hotel.

  The bigger hole on the wall made people in the room secretly glance at his face, neck, hands and feet. Any exposed skin was covered with dust - Zhang Shidong looked like a monster or what?

  Mi gazed at every person on the scene, and everyone involuntarily shuddered. The temperature in the room dropped to freezing point instantly. Under Zhang Shidong's unwavering stance, she made her decision: "Launch a full-scale war, spare no expense, pour all prepared funds into it, and have the three mercenary troops stationed nearby begin their attack. Don't sell us out or disturb the civilians; give them more money, double what they asked for. Put the scapegoat in Mingzhu City and arrange everything according to his demands."

  At this moment, Mǐ Yuè is possessed by the God of Murder.

  Zhang Shidong's gaze was also fixed on a person at this moment, looking through the scope of his gun, he saw a figure emerging from the side door of a large commercial hotel behind a high-rise building, carrying a large bag, and merging into the crowd on the commercial street at the entrance of the hotel. Zhang Shidong stared at him while instructing Mǐnuònuò: "Prepare a car for me, and have someone track a car with license plate number XXXXX within the city. Don't follow too closely, just make sure not to let them disappear from view."

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  Ten minutes later, Zhang Shidong drove a Cherokee and hooked up to the ordinary taxi in the distance, without concealing his chasing attitude. He directly stuck the car to the back of the taxi in the urban area, and made eye contact with the man sitting in the back seat who had Western features. As the opponent wiped away his fear, Zhang Shidong smiled and pointed at him, slowing down the speed.

  The other side also calmed down, got off the bus as soon as they left the city, and ran quickly while opening the package. In the process, they quickly reassembled the disassembled sniper rifle and ran into the wheat field without worrying about shocking the world, running towards a small hill in the distance.

  The Cherokee stopped, Zhang Shidong stood in front of the thatched cottage, waited for two minutes, then crouched down and entered the thatched cottage. Gunshots rang out beside him, pieces of leaves flew through the air, several shots later, the gunfire ceased.

  A guy who can still maintain a hundred and eleven or twelve seconds in harsh environments completely scared the gunner's guts out. The Swedish gunner had an epiphany, thinking of a legend that has been circulating in Northern Europe. Several world-class mercenary teams sent out elite squads, only to be annihilated by someone with just one gun and as many bullets as there were people on their team, all within less than two hours. All that was left was a photograph of the figure's back, which became the nightmare of mercenaries across Northern Europe.

  Is it him?

  Three minutes later, he knew.

  His neck was pinched, although he had long been prepared to die unjustly, but at this moment, he wanted to say a few words, however, the other side did not give him the opportunity.

  "I said it before, whoever sets foot on this land will be killed!"

  He is the one who dares to utter such harsh words in Northern Europe.

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  Gong Shuitian, also known as Gong Paozi, stood in the garden of the old Gong family mansion, with a hint of a smile on his lips. He wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't bring himself to do so.

  Mǐ nuò nuò has gone mad, refusing any mediation and launching an all-out war. The entire Yangtze River Delta region is drawn into the conflict. Commercial buildings are blockaded, underground forces engage in a fierce battle, and Mǐ nuò nuò, well-prepared, has spent a large sum of money to hire three mercenary groups. With their skills, they can easily take down ordinary gang members, it's simply a one-sided slaughter. Even with just a dagger, they can take out dozens of people.

  Gong Shuiyuan walked over to Gong Baozi with a tired look on his face: "My junior sister has left, she said that this time we..."

  Gong Baozi gritted his teeth: "After this time, I will tell the old master that he is no longer a member of the Gong family, completely removing him from all resources and cutting off all connections. Also, let him make up for the losses this time."

  All of Gong Shuiyuan's calm and peaceful life was shattered, as the rise and fall of the family's core was at stake, she couldn't stand by and do nothing. Gong Xiang, this fatherless child who had managed to stand out among many Gong family children, how could he be so stupid?

  Several young people drove luxury cars into the mountain villa, each with a face full of anger and confusion, rushing to the garden one by one: "Uncle Tian, what's going on?"

  "Uncle Tian, is Mi Nuo Nuo crazy? A full-scale war has broken out, directly breaching the contract and stopping all suppliers from supplying our supermarket. Now even reporters have arrived, it's a huge scandal..."

  "Shut up! Don't mention it again."

  Gong Baozi's smile was gone, the always smiling and never angry Gong family's laughing face tiger had lost its basic disguise this time, completely losing control and completely losing its past calmness.

  "Bring me that damned rabbit!"

  Looking at the new message on his phone, Gong Baozi completely lost all his calmness, and with a loud roar, he lit a cigarette with some trembling hands.

  Gunfire erupted outside Ta Kung Pao's headquarters in Wu County, Jiangsu Province.

  How many years has it been, how many years since no one dared to make trouble in this area. Now, a man is walking slowly up the mountain, and the Gong family members are rushing out of the mansion from the outskirts of Wu County, and the various branches of the Gong family are also returning.

  A hundred years ago, the Gong family was a local prominent clan. When the country was in distress, the Gong family contributed money and manpower. More than a dozen direct male descendants died on various battlefields fighting against foreign enemies.

  In the early days of the founding of the country, Gong's family produced a senior general who eventually stopped at lieutenant general, thus opening up the road to prosperity for the Gong family. Over several decades, although it is said that their influence in official circles has been diminishing, a dead camel is bigger than a horse, let alone the Gong family members who all succeeded in going into business during the early days of reform and opening-up. In an era of economic transformation, the Gong family again seized the opportunity in time, grasping some gray, white and black people in their hands, becoming a prominent clan in Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces.

  In the past decade, the Gong family has gradually become low-key and started to work hard to support their younger generation, trying to leave a hopeful seed for the future of the Gong family in the next twenty years. It can be said that the Gong family in recent years is undergoing a collective transformation, and its reputation is much better than it was in the 1990s. Some families in the Yangtze River Delta region have also begun to accept the Gong family's children for intermarriage.

  The dragon raises its head, and its momentum gradually increases, and its position becomes more and more stable. Who dares to provoke the Gong family in this state?

  Tonight is a test for the police in various regions. The Gong family, having no other choice, abandoned the rules of the Jianghu and made the humiliating decision to rely on official power to suppress Mi Rou's nearly crazy revenge. Three mercenary groups with good reputations for getting things done with money began to clash with local forces as Mi Rou became increasingly reckless, and the situation started to spiral out of control...

  After Zhang Shidong's phone call, the three mercenary groups quickly retreated before the situation escalated, leaving the Gong family to catch their breath in a stalemate. Just as the Gong family thought that today's matter was settled, Zhang Shidong, alone and unaccompanied, stepped into the Gong family's estate.

  You don't dare to be in the jianghu anymore, I'm forcing you to be in the jianghu.

  Either you call the police now and report that Gong's estate is under attack by a deranged maniac, requesting backup.

  The Gong family has the pride of the Gong family. One person, no matter how strong you are, I can exhaust you to death, can't I?

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