Chapter 950: Chapter 950: The Explosion in the Square
When it ca to these terrorists, Xiang Yu would never show rcy. Although the opponent was beautiful, it was rely a superficial appearance.
After taking out the target, Xiang Yu clearly felt soone approaching from the surrounding area. He quickly hid behind a car.
The opponents were cold-blooded terrorists who would kill without hesitation, so he didn’t dare to act recklessly.
“I know you’re nearby. Co out,” soone suddenly said in standard Mandarin.
Upon hearing the other person’s Mandarin, which was more fluent than his own, Xiang Yu froze for a mont. Through the glass, he looked toward the distance and spotted a young man around thirty years old standing upright in the distance.
This man had a tall and straight figure and looked quite handso.
The man stood there openly, with a tattoo of a fierce eagle on his neck.
Xiang Yu waited for a mont, seeing no movent, before stepping out as well.
The two stared at each other. The man was taken aback to see that Xiang Yu was so young.
“You’re from Huaxia,” Xiang Yu said, frowning.
In his view, this organization was an international one, with most of its mbers being foreigners, rarely dostic individuals.
The man sneered and said, “So what if I’m from Huaxia?”
“Why betray your own country?” Xiang Yu asked, his brows furrowing deeper.
Hearing Xiang Yu’s question, the man suddenly chuckled coldly twice, looking at Xiang Yu as though mocking him.
“Betray my country? What a joke. We are free people, we belong to no country. We belong only to Falcon Organization. Within Falcon, everyone is like family. We have freedom and can do whatever we want. Even though I was born here, I don’t belong here.”
“Besides, so what if you were born in Huaxia? Aren’t you all doing things like mutual suspicion and suppression against each other?”
Xiang Yu couldn’t comprehend the man’s perspective, and of course, the man wouldn’t understand Xiang Yu’s reasoning. Their different paths ant they couldn’t work together.
“How many of you are there?” Xiang Yu asked directly.
“Hmph, I’ll tell you after you’re dead,” the man replied before suddenly pulling out a handgun.
Xiang Yu didn’t dare to be careless and imdiately dodged. At the sa ti, several foreigners stood up around him, pulling out guns and firing at Xiang Yu.
“Move!” Xiang Yu suddenly shouted.
The concealed police officers in the area heard the command and swiftly drew their weapons, firing at the group.
The Falcon Organization mbers anticipated an ambush but didn’t expect so many people.
Against them, Xiang Yu wouldn’t bother with any sort of chivalry. He gripped a dagger and silently moved forward.
After all, these police officers were professionally trained. Their skills were decent, and though their shots missed the targets, they managed to suppress the enemies with gunfire.
Xiang Yu seized this opportunity to approach the opponents, hiding behind a car just five ters away.
Xiang Yu could clearly hear the enemies conversing in English. Though he didn’t understand what they were saying, he gestured for the police to flank from the sides.
The police understood Xiang Yu’s signals and began to approach stealthily.
Hiding behind the car, Xiang Yu held his dagger tightly, took a deep breath, and prepared to charge forward for a swift resolution.
Just then, he suddenly heard a ticking noise coming from under the car. Xiang Yu’s heart sank. He quickly crouched to inspect underneath.
Under the car, he noticed that the enemies had sohow planted a bomb there.
Chills ran down Xiang Yu’s spine. If the bomb exploded now, he would undoubtedly be blown to pieces.
Clearly, he had underestimated them. The situation was critical, so Xiang Yu dared not act recklessly. He imdiately gestured to the surrounding police officers.
The police, eager to surround the terrorists, saw Xiang Yu’s signals but paused, realizing sothing was amiss.
Regardless, they were in a favorable position and could suppress the opponents with firepower.
Pretending to be thugs had its advantages—they could act uninhibitedly, enabling them to deploy tactics they wouldn’t ordinarily use.
The police often wielded firearms in their duty, but never before with such carefree abandon. They realized that being thuggish had its perks.
Many officers hesitated, unsure of Xiang Yu’s intentions. They were so close to success—why retreat now?
Though Xiang Yu didn’t know how many cars were wired with explosives, he couldn’t take chances. These officers were civilians and governnt officials; if sothing went wrong, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Xiang Yu signaled retreat, stepping back as an example for the police. Only then did they reluctantly follow.
Gathering at the rear, they looked at Xiang Yu with puzzled faces.
“There are bombs planted inside. Surround this plaza and don’t let anyone escape,” Xiang Yu said, frowning.
Realizing the presence of explosives, the officers understood Xiang Yu’s urgency.
The retreat was so discreet that the Falcon Organization mbers didn’t even notice.
Without sniper rifles on hand, they couldn’t eliminate the remaining enemies from outside the periter.
After Xiang Yu finished making arrangents, a car in the central area suddenly exploded with a deafening “boom.”
In the dark night, the blast was loud and spectacular, flas leaping high as the sll of charred debris filled the air.
The explosion occurred exactly where Xiang Yu had been monts earlier.
As the blast echoed, three figures darted away from the scene. Xiang Yu’s gaze turned cold, and he imdiately gave chase from the outer periter.
Soon after, two more cars exploded. The plaza was small, and the three bomb blasts engulfed nearly the entire area.
The surrounding police officers went pale with shock. It was fortunate Xiang Yu had ordered them to evacuate in ti; otherwise, massive injuries would have been unavoidable.
The three enemies ran quickly, clearly aware they were surrounded. Desperation drove them forward without considering their allies.
Two police officers ahead spotted the fleeing trio and instinctively raised their guns, shouting, “Stop!”
Having served as police for long, their instinct was not to shoot unless absolutely necessary.
But before they could act, “bang, bang, bang!”—three shots rang out from the enemies, forcing the officers to take cover.
In terms of ruthlessness, these officers were no match for the terrorists. Xiang Yu continued his pursuit, catching up to the two officers and grabbing one of their guns as he rushed ahead.
Though Xiang Yu rarely used firearms, it wasn’t for lack of skill. He was an excellent marksman, but his precision made him prefer knives for lethal encounters.
When he shot, he instinctively aid for vital areas—a habit honed over ti. Thus, he typically carried a dagger instead.
The fleeing trio attempted to evade while running, but Xiang Yu saw an opening and fired two precise shots, taking down two of the enemies.
The last remaining Huaxia-born terrorist fled frantically ahead.
Ahead lay the waiting area for trains. If the man reached it, things could get complicated, as stray bullets might harm innocent bystanders.
The people sitting in the waiting area had heard the earlier explosions but surprisingly remained indifferent, continuing to sit there as if nothing had happened…
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