Liu Zhizhong wrapped an arm around Zhang Qixiang's waist, positioning his stick against her neck, and shook his head at the man as he said steadily,
"We are about fifty or sixty ters apart, if you shoot, you might not hit , and you might inadvertently injure Sister Qixiang. Is it worth it? At this distance, aiming for my head will still be quite challenging."
"This is real life, not a novel, not a movie. At this distance, to hit the head with a pistol, you'd have to be more myth than marksman."
"Of course, given how I've beaten you, your shooting accuracy is impaired as well. You could chase after , but it's useless; I can retreat to the car faster than you."
"By then, the shot might alert everyone at West Mountain Scenic Area, igniting a huge issue. If this blows up, won't the entire Zhang Family be implicated? A bodyguard with a gun, that'd be sensational."
"Moreover, if you intend to kill , why should I care about your boss's life? I can snap her neck faster than you can shoot. You should believe I have that ability, right?"
"All right, I've laid out all the options. Why not give it a try?"
His calm and composed deanor made Zhang Qixiang fall apart, but it also intimidated the retired special forces soldier, shocking him.
Zhang Qixiang wasn't professional, but her security was.
Liu Zhizhong was just too calm, his analysis too spot-on.
Honestly, at this mont, this retired special forces soldier was also rely keeping his composure, his gun-trembling hands betraying his pain from the beatings of Liu Zhizhong.
When Liu Zhizhong dared him to try, how could he?
Unconsciously, he lowered his gun and shook his head, "Liu Zhizhong, you've won. Mr. Zhang, I'm sorry, I really can't shoot. Liu Zhizhong is right; shooting would risk injuring you. Liu Zhizhong is too formidable, the most skilled civilian we've ever encountered. There's no one fiercer than him; we are truly convinced."
"Useless! All of you are utterly useless!" Zhang Qixiang scread furiously in frustration.
The man nodded, "In front of Liu Zhizhong, perhaps no one is worthy. I suppose I'll resign?"
With that, he ejected the bullets from his gun, throwing it to the ground.
Then, his comrades, limping out of the forest one by one, nodded in agreent, deciding resigning was best. Among them, one also pulled out a gun and threw it down.
Zhang Qixiang scread, "If you're quitting, then scram—all of you, scram! Sister never wants to see you useless fools again!"
But Liu Zhizhong imdiately retorted sternly, "Enough, Zhang Qixiang! They are people, your security, they've suffered alongside you these years without much thanks. Can't you show so respect? Are they useless? No, they just t an opponent too strong in ! Aside from them, where else can you find such capable people? Think about that!"
After he finished, he let go of Zhang Qixiang, almost dropping her to the ground, then tossed the stick back, caught by one of the n.
He turned and walked away majestically, not looking back.
He was not the slightest bit worried about anyone firing at him from behind.
Indeed, Zhang Qixiang, slightly muddled, yelled, "What are you waiting for? Shoot him dead! Shoot! Shoot!"
But the eight security guards, each bearing their own pain, remained silent, watching Liu Zhizhong leave.
Liu Zhizhong's last words truly moved them.
Liu Zhizhong understood that people like them needed respect, not orders.
Once such people are moved, they beco very steadfast, surely not heeding Zhang Qixiang.
Indeed, the one who had aid at Liu Zhizhong appeared to be the leader, stating, "Mr. Zhang, we would do anything for you, anything but killing Liu Zhizhong."
Zhang Qixiang, furious to the point of nearly vomiting blood, could only turn and walk furiously towards her car, shouting back, "What are you standing around for? Aren't you going back?"
After saying this, she quickly got into her car and drove off.
anwhile, Liu Zhizhong casually got into his car, rolled down the window, and blew a mocking kiss to Zhang Qixiang, then revved the engine and left first.
He was utterly arrogant, infuriating Zhang Qixiang to the point of helplessness...
At this point, Zhang Qixiang felt utterly defeated in life, choked with frustration.
The prestigious Miss Zhang of the Zhang Family, controlled just like that by Liu Zhizhong?
Yes, controlled...
She felt as though not only was she possessed by Liu Zhizhong, but she might also need to secretly support his political endeavors. My God, what a situation!
Liu Zhizhong, on the other hand, was comfortably on leave.
Returning ho, he took a bath and even leisurely watered the flowers and fed the fish.
When Lu Yui and Zhao Han went shopping, seeing Liu Zhizhong leisurely feeding the fish prompted Lu Yui to remark coldly, "Liu Zhizhong, you really are carefree, aren't you, with all this leisure and grace?"
Liu Zhizhong tossed away his fish food, "Yeah, right, I shouldn't be like this; I rarely have such free ti. I need to go to Yunshan County, reunite with my wife, and discuss starting a family. You should beco a young grandmother!"
This comnt made Zhao Han blush. Because last night, when Liu Zhizhong slept with her, he suggested they should have children.
Lu Yui blushed even more and scoffed, "Do you really think you can beat ? Dream on!"
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