In the instant of returning the cara to the young man, Luo Zheng sensed sothing was amiss, but calmly handed the cara back, slightly closed his eyes, and watched the young couple slowly walk away. Luo Zheng noticed their steady pace and saw that, while they were talking and laughing, their entire bodies were subtly tense, which could be discerned from the natural swing of their arms. Their shoulders barely moved and their waists slightly bent; ordinary people wouldn't notice anything unusual, but Luo Zheng's keen eye did. He secretly exchanged glances with Lan Xue, who nodded in acknowledgnt, then approached to hold Luo Zheng's arm. The two casually followed them.
"Bang bang bang!" Suddenly, three subtle gunshots rang out; it was a silent pistol. This sound was extrely familiar to Luo Zheng and Lan Xue. They quickly looked in the direction of the sound and saw a dozen people appear not far away, guns in hand, rushing to encircle and attack another group. So in the encircled group were shot dead and fell to the ground.
The people being attacked quickly ford a protective circle around a middle-aged man in his fifties, shielding him seriously while retaliating with their guns. Luo Zheng observed this scene with a raised eyebrow, realizing that this middle-aged man must be quite significant to make people willing to guard him with such determination.
The two groups were not far apart, with no obstacles in between. They exchanged fire constantly, with people continuously being shot dead. Nearby tourists scread in fear and ran chaotically, trying to avoid the gunfight. The pursuers, annoyed by tourists blocking their way, ruthlessly opened fire on them.
Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng realized the pursuers were not law enforcent officers, as law enforcers wouldn't harm tourists. Those being pursued didn't seem like good people either; they recklessly fired to protect the middle-aged man, suggesting it was a clash between rival forces.
Since none were good people, Luo Zheng was naturally disinterested in intervening. He pulled Lan Xue to a concealed spot and barked through his invisible earpiece: "Lan Xing, quickly locate, check the identity of the pursued middle-aged man."
"Understood." Lan Xing's voice replied in the earpiece.
"Look quickly." Lan Xue suddenly exclaid, pointing in a direction.
Luo Zheng looked up and saw the two people who had asked him to take photos earlier suddenly attack from behind those pursued, each wielding two guns, continuously firing bullets without pause, creating a stream of shots. From the middle-aged man's rear, five or six people imdiately fell, leaving only five people when they reacted. Frantically looking back, they were soon killed by the attackers in front.
In an instant, only the middle-aged man remained among those encircled. He picked up two handguns from the ground, spread them out, and aid at those trying to rush at him. The pursuers paused, refraining from shooting at him. Then, the man who invited Luo Zheng to take pictures stepped forward and shouted, "Yuanfei Zuo, surrender."
"How did you know I was here?" the middle-aged man coldly retorted.
"Of course, soone inford . Do I need to ask such a dumb question? Without it, who in the world could follow your bizarre movents? The Family Head said that you and I co from the sa origin, so why continue hunting each other? It's ti to sit down and talk." The other replied loudly, with a hint of respect.
"Talk, aiming to annex us, right?" the middle-aged man laughed coldly.
"We share the sa origin; why phrase it so poorly? You are a senior and naturally aware of the fact that our two families have been fighting for hundreds of years. Continuing to fight is detrintal to both of us. Why not cease hostility and reconcile, instead of dying on the battlefield?" the opponent persuaded.
"In the Yuanfei Family, there are only n who die in battle, not cowards who surrender. Co on." The middle-aged man coldly responded, releasing a terrifying killing intent throughout his body, his eyes flashing with a decisive cold smile. Suddenly, he squeezed the trigger, accurately taking down two pursuing killers, terrifying the remaining killers into finding places to hide.
"Since that's the case, don't bla for disrespecting a senior." The man who invited Luo Zheng for photos growled.
"How about it, found out anything?" Luo Zheng asked, observing the situation.
"It's strange, no information found." Lan Xing hurriedly replied.
No information could be found, yet he had subordinates willing to protect him to death. This person was definitely extraordinary. Luo Zheng instinctively felt this person might be useful in his mission. Without waiting for Lan Xing's confirmation, he swiftly drew his gun and told Lan Xue, "Cover , I'm going to rescue him."
"Be careful." Lan Xue didn't oppose Luo Zheng's rashness but simply warned him, also drawing her gun.
"Give …" Before the man who requested Luo Zheng to take photos could finish shouting, Luo Zheng fired, only twenty ters away, and shot him in the head. After taking him down, Luo Zheng swiftly aid at others and fired, knocking one down again. Others reacted quickly, hiding and returning fire.
Lan Xue also joined in, calmly pulling the trigger and taking down two n. The sudden gunshots frightened the remaining few into hiding imdiately. Luo Zheng charged forward, pulling the stunned middle-aged man along and ran, while speaking in Japanese: "Run, where is safe?"
"Down the mountain, my people are there." The middle-aged man, nad Yuanfei Zuo, reacted and said.
While firing retreating shots at rapid speed, along with Lan Xue's suppressive fire, the remaining pursuers hesitated to make a move. Luo Zheng took the opportunity to pull Yuanfei Zuo along, running twenty ters away, breaking free from the encirclent. After changing magazines, Lan Xue continued her suppressive fire; Luo Zheng and the middle-aged man sprinted downhill.
Soon, Lan Xue also retreated. With Lan Xue's speed and gun skills, no one dared to chase, nor could anyone catch up. Quickly, Luo Zheng saw over twenty people rush up from the bottom of the mountain, all wielding handguns, startling him enough to want to shoot, but Yuanfei Zuo beside him quickly stopped him: "They're my people."
Only then, did Luo Zheng breathe a sigh of relief. Those below swiftly surrounded the middle-aged man, cautious eyes on Luo Zheng. Yuanfei Zuo explained a few words, and their eyes softened, showing more gratitude. Knowing this place wasn't suitable for lingering, Yuanfei Zuo said to Luo Zheng: "Brother, imnse gratitude is wordless. If you have no safer hideout, why not co with , let's retreat first, then I'll arrange wherever you wish to go."
"Okay." Luo Zheng developed a strong interest in this person and was naturally not opposed due to the lack of opportunity.
They rushed down Fushan, several vehicles already revved in the parking lot. Everyone quickly got in cars. Yuanfei Zuo invited Luo Zheng and Lan Xue to board his vehicle. With no ti to say much, the convoy roared away, quickly hitting the main road, speeding ahead.
Along the journey, Yuanfei Zuo continuously made phone calls in a language Luo Zheng couldn't understand, sounding like Japanese but not quite. Luo Zheng exchanged glances with Lan Xue, signaling Lan Xue to be careful. Out of curiosity, he furtively glanced at Yuanfei Zuo through peripheral vision, further piqued by this person's intrigue.
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