A hundred flavors of life

Chapter 1581 What Did I Miss? (Please Subscribe!)
A toy grenade completely enraged Da Dao. At her command, several AKs opened fire simultaneously.

Although Xiao Ge and Song San's men outnumbered them, they couldn't afford to fight back and scattered in all directions. How could they fight with pistols against AKs? This is no joke!
Is someone pressing your head down and beating you to death?

Their strategy of running away was correct, but unfortunately their reaction was too slow.

When Hua Shier threw the grenade and ran away, the group was still standing there in a daze. By the time they came to their senses, it was too late.

The battle ended as soon as it began, a one-sided massacre throughout.

After one round, a whole bunch of them collapsed. Only a few lucky ones managed to scramble back to the office building, while others leaped behind the flowerbeds and hid under the concrete blocks, too afraid to show their faces again.

Because Hua Shier had hit Song San on the chair earlier, he suffered soft tissue contusions all over his body, making it painful for him to walk and impossible for him to run.

He fiercely raised his gun, intending to retaliate; killing one would break even, killing two would make him a profit.

But as soon as he raised his pistol, he was riddled with bullets.

Hua Shier and his men hid behind the van, watching helplessly as Song San was shot and trembled violently. His legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground. Finally, a bullet ripped open his skull, and he lay dead on the spot.

Why didn't you bring him along?

Hua Shier felt it was a pity; people like Song San should stand in the dock and be judged by the law—well, that's all thanks to him.

Mouse said speechlessly, "What time is it? Who cares about him!"

Before he could finish speaking, a hand grenade rolled out from under the chassis of the van.

At the same time, another grenade flew out from where the Big Knife Gang was, arcing as it landed behind the flower bed.

Dog Brother spotted the grenade immediately, his pupils constricted sharply, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Grenade—Run!"

Before he could finish shouting, Hua Shier had already kicked the grenade in front of him back the way it came.

Boom—Boom—Two explosions occurred in succession, with flames and shockwaves erupting almost simultaneously.

A severed arm flew out from behind the flower bed, and blood smeared an entire wall of the office building.

At the same time, the van shook violently, and the grenade that Hua Shier had kicked back exploded near the other side. Others couldn't see it, but Hua Shier could see it clearly with his X-ray vision. Da Dao's two henchmen were killed on the spot.

"Ashiba!"

Although Da Dao reacted quickly and dodged in time without being injured, he was thoroughly enraged by this sudden turn of events.

She snatched an AK from one of her men, changed the magazine with one hand, pulled the bolt back with the other, and opened fire on the van where Hua Shier and his men were hiding.

"go!"

Hua Shier called for everyone to retreat behind a truck parked nearby, while he covered their retreat, occasionally turning back to fire his gun.

Mouse and the others didn't know what he was shooting at; they just thought he was randomly firing to make a show of force.

What they didn't see was that every bullet that pierced the van, every bullet that was aimed at them and posed a threat, was shot down mid-air by Hua Shier with a casual shot.

So none of the people around him were injured.

Once everyone had taken cover behind the truck, Hua Shier took advantage of a lull in the enemy's firing and shouted:

"Big Knife, I'm the handsome guy who called you a couple of days ago! I'm here to collect a debt, we're not enemies!"

After emptying a magazine, she reloaded with one hand, then gave a tactical hand signal for her henchmen to rush into the office building and continue the pursuit of those who had escaped. As the sound of gunfire erupted from inside the building, she called back in the direction Hua Shier had spoken, "It's happening now!"

After saying that, another burst of bullets was fired in the direction from which Hua Shier's voice came from.

Hua Shier was perfectly safe hiding behind the truck, so he simply lay prone on the ground and fired two shots at Da Dao and his men from under the truck.

Two people, one on each side of the broadsword, were shot in the calf and fell to the ground.

Before they could get up, Hua Shier fired two more shots, killing them instantly in the head.

Someone in the team with the big sword shouted in a low voice, "There's a sharpshooter on the other side!"

As soon as he shouted, Da Dao immediately led the remaining men to the back of the van where Hua Shier and his men had been hiding.

The two sides switched roles and faced off across two cars.

Big Knife finally calmed down and shouted at the top of his lungs:

“Hey you—I’ve thought about it, it was all a misunderstanding. Hand over the brat from the Ge family, and I’ll let you go.”

Xiao Ge was almost scared to death.

Despite his crimes of murder, smuggling, and even killing his own father, deep down he's just a returned overseas student who's never seen anything like this before.

He trembled violently, pleading in a trembling voice with Hua Shier: "Boss, I'll give you all my inheritance, please don't hand me over!"

Hua Shier completely ignored him and yelled back at the broadsword that had demanded he hand over the man:

"I haven't even gotten the money yet! Pay my ass!"

The two men shouted to each other from across two cars.

Big Knife shouted again, "I'll pay the three million! Hand over that bastard, he broke Mr. Li's rules, he must die!"

Hua Shier responded: "Three million was the price before, now it's five million!"

The man with the broadsword spoke with murderous intent: "You dare to raise the price on the spot?"

Hua Shier wasn't intimidated at all: "Fuck you! He owes three million for years, don't you want interest? I charge way less than loan sharks, I didn't ask for a single extra penny!"

"You little brat, how dare you insult me!"

Big Knife's eyes narrowed, he cursed, and then raised his voice to shout:
"I'll give you five million! Hand him over to me!"

Xiao Ge felt he was getting closer and closer to death. In desperation, a sudden inspiration struck him, and he shouted at the top of his lungs:
"I'll offer six million! Brother, please don't hand me over!"

Hua Shier laughed and shouted towards the direction of the big sword:
"Did you hear that? They offered six million. Do you want to raise the bid?"

Big Knife gritted his teeth: "I'll offer seven million!"

Xiao Ge: "I'll pay eight million!"

Big Knife: "Ten million!"

Xiao Ge: "I'll offer 100 million!"

Hua Shier said something to Xiao Ge, his tone filled with undisguised disdain:
"Don't brag. Do you even have a hundred million?"

Even so, he still turned and shouted towards the direction of the broadsword:

"He's offered 100 million! Are you going to bid higher?"

"Damn it! One hundred million—is that ghost money?!"

Big Knife was enraged by the shamelessness of the other side.

She rushed out from behind the van, raised her AK, and pulled the trigger on the truck where Hua Shier was hiding.

Bang! An unidentified object flew into the air from behind the truck, rising to a height of seven or eight meters, drawing a beautiful parabola, and crashing down at a forty-five-degree angle, accurately hitting the head of the man with the knife.

She was hit so hard that her head snapped back, and she saw stars.

On the other side, the mouse asked curiously:
"Boss, what did you throw out?"

Everyone else stared at Hua Shier, wondering why the gunfire had stopped abruptly after he casually threw something towards the car.
Before Hua Shier could answer, a cheerful electronic voice came from the direction of the broadsword:
"What's Daddy's dad called? Daddy's dad is called Grandpa..."

Everyone was speechless. They shouldn't be laughing in such a dangerous situation, but this time they really couldn't hold back. Mouse and his friends burst out laughing.

Big Knife snapped out of his daze, rubbed the red mark on his forehead where he'd been hit, and, enraged, gave the order in broken Mandarin:
"Charge! Kill them!"

Her men immediately flanked the truck from both sides, their movements displaying clear military discipline, quick yet orderly.

Hua Shier casually tossed a grenade to each side. The grenades flew over the top of the truck, landed on the ground, and rolled to the feet of the two groups of people.

Someone on the other side shouted, "It's a fake grenade, don't be afraid!"

The grenade exploded on the spot as soon as he finished speaking.

With two loud bangs, both groups of people on the left and right were instantly wiped out. Although not all of them were killed, those who survived lay on the ground, incapacitated.

On Hua Shier's side, Mouse and the others were jerked back by the explosion, and blurted out:

"Holy crap! This time it's for real!"

Hua Shier didn't have time to say much to them. He darted out from behind the truck and started firing his gun, killing all the wounded.

When Da Dao saw someone rushing out, he raised his gun and pulled the trigger at Hua Shier.

In that instant, Hua Shier's movements resembled those of Chen Zhen, played by Donnie Yen, dodging bullets in an arc on the European battlefield in "Legend of the Fist: The Return of Chen Zhen." Da Dao, wielding an AK, chased after him, firing a full magazine, but not a single shot touched him.

Just as Da Dao ran out of AK bullets and reached for the pistol at her waist, Hua Shier happened to run up to her side, the muzzle of the gun firmly pressed against her temple:
"I'll kill you if you move!"

By this time, the cleaning work in the office building had been completed, and the people sent in by Da Dao all ran out to help when they heard the commotion outside.

Upon seeing their leader being held at gunpoint, they immediately turned their guns on them and shouted at Hua Twelve to release the hostage. Mouse and the others also circled around from behind the truck and gathered around Hua Twelve.

"Brother Long is awesome!"

"Brother Long, well done!" Everyone was incredibly excited—they had thought things were going to turn badly this time, but Hua Shier first used a clever trick of using real and fake grenades to take down most of the enemies, and then miraculously captured their leader.

This is something no human could do.

Only Mouse, with his unique perspective, asked, "Brother Long, where did you put those grenades?"

They carried all the bags, while Hua Shier was dressed casually. Mouse had been wondering why Yu'er couldn't possibly carry so much stuff!
"Never heard of hiding a grenade in your crotch? You've got a lot of fuss about this!"

Hua Shier glared at Mouse, then gestured with his chin toward Big Knife: "Tell your men to put down their guns."

Big Knife's tongue slowly circled inside his mouth as he spoke in awkward Mandarin:

“My men are all mercenaries who have seen battle. You were able to take them down—that's impressive. Think about it, how about coming to work for me?”

Hua Shier rolled his eyes: "Stop messing around. Why would I give up being a big shot in my own right to be your lackey? What are you thinking?"

Da Dao smiled contemptuously, a meaningful curve appearing at the corner of his mouth:

"Shortsighted. Do you know what you missed today? You'll definitely regret it."

Hua Shier actually spent a fraction of a second thinking about it—he felt that by not accepting Da Dao's offer of recruitment, he was missing out on the death penalty.

He couldn't help but laugh and steered the conversation back on track:

"Stop with this nonsense. Given the current situation, what do you suggest we do? Are we really going to fight this to the death?"

Big Knife tilted his head and looked at him, then suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat businesslike and composed:
"I'm going to South Korea in a couple of days to do something for Mr. Lee. You killed most of my men, and I'm short-handed now. If you come with me to South Korea, we'll forget about today's matter. I'll introduce you to Mr. Lee then, how about that?"

Hua Shier was already inwardly pleased to hear that he could see Mr. Li, but he didn't show it on his face. He deliberately hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Okay. But—it'll cost extra."

He figured he couldn't squeeze any more money out of Xiao Ge, so he decided to try and get some more from Da Dao. He immediately increased his bet:

"Five million RMB worth of girls. I'll go to South Korea with you."

She didn't even haggle over the price. She raised her hand, signaling her men to lower their guns, then turned to Hua Twelve and said:
“Sure. Give me an overseas account, I can transfer five million anytime.”

Hua Shier directly revealed Fu Guosheng's overseas accounts.

The police had already taken control of this account, and once the funds were deposited, it would be directly handed over to the bureau.

Da Dao took out his phone, dialed a number, and gestured for Hua Shier to repeat the account information. Then, he spoke into the phone in Korean, giving the instructions:

"Transfer five million RMB to this account. Immediately."

A few minutes later the call came back. Da Dao listened for a few words, then hung up and said to Hua Shier:
"You can check, it's already arrived in your account."

"So fast?" Hua Shier tilted his head towards the mouse.
"Call Lao Xu and ask him if the money has arrived in his account."

He swiped the mouse directly across the screen, whispered a few words, and then, after hanging up, relayed the message to Hua Twelve:

"Brother Long, the money has arrived."

Hua Shier then removed the pistol from the broadsword's head, a smirk playing on his lips, revealing a seemingly amicable and prosperous smile:

"Pleasant to work with."

Big Knife glanced at him, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to him:
"Go to Yanbian in three days, make this call, and someone will arrange for you to go to South Korea."

Hua Shier took the business card and glanced at it. Apart from a phone number, there was no other information on it.

He accepted the business card and asked with a smile, "Miss Nie, aren't you afraid I'll take your money and not do the job?"

Nie Xiaoqian scoffed, turned and left, leaving behind only a cold remark:

"No one can take my money and not do the job. I advise you not to do that either."

She took two steps, then stopped, turned around and pointed at Xiao Ge, who was huddled behind the crowd, trembling with fear:
"Alright, hand this bastard over to me, and you can leave."

Knowing that falling into the hands of this madwoman meant certain death, Xiao Ge scrambled to Hua Shier's feet, his voice cracking:

"Brother, don't hand me over to her! I'll give you money, I'll give you all my money!"

Hua Shier certainly wouldn't hand the man over; this was a reward he was about to claim.

He spread his hands toward the broadsword, his tone a mixture of helplessness and genuine roguishness:
"Did you hear that? I can't give him to you."

Big Knife narrowed his eyes, the last bit of patience in his pupils rapidly fading:

"He broke the rules, he must die—"

Before the harsh words had even finished, Hua Shier suddenly took a step forward, closing the distance between them to a point where only the two could hear each other, and said in a low voice:

“I’ll take his money, then have someone report him to Lei Zi, and I’ll get a 300,000 yuan reward. His factory produces goods; if it falls into Lei Zi’s hands, he’s doomed. Give me some face and let me make some money, how about it?”

Da Dao stared at him expressionlessly for several seconds, his contempt undisguised. His lips moved, and he muttered something under his breath:
“I asked you to come with me just now, and you refused—you’ll really regret it. As for that bastard, I hope you keep your word.”

With a wave of her hand, she decisively gave orders to her people:

"Let's go."

The remaining men immediately put away their guns and followed her into the car. Several vans kicked up a cloud of dust and drove away from the scene without looking back.

When Da Dao and his gang arrived, they had brought several vans. Now, most of their personnel have been lost, and they left behind two empty vans when they left.

Hua Shier looked around and felt that this was not a place to stay for long.

Although the factory is located in the suburbs, the gunshots and grenades just now made a huge commotion. The local police may have already received a report and are on their way here.

He immediately called out to everyone, "Let's go too. Get in these two vans." The vans they had brought were all riddled with bullet holes; even if they weren't damaged, they couldn't be driven.

Just as Hua Shier finished speaking and was about to lead the way to leave, a pistol was suddenly pointed at him.

The one holding the gun was Dongzi. During the melee, a bunch of Xiao Ge and Song San's men were shot down, and a dropped pistol happened to fall near him, which he picked up.

At that moment, he raised his gun and shouted:
"Don't move! Police! Drop your guns and lie down—I'll shoot anyone who moves!"

Hua Shier and Mouse all looked at their colleague with strange expressions.

Feng Yuxiu's eyes sharpened, his gaze lingering on Dongzi's throat.

Xiao Ge, held down by Mouse and the others, had bloodshot eyes and pointed at Dongzi, cursing in a hoarse voice:

"You really are Lei Zi! I should have shot you dead earlier!"

Dog stood to the side, his face full of helplessness and unspeakable bitterness.

He had actually suspected his underling was an undercover agent long ago. Now that Dongzi had revealed his identity, Brother Gou sighed heavily and said to him in a hoarse voice:

"Dongzi, what are you doing? Those guys didn't give us any trouble just now, aren't you repaying kindness with enmity? If it weren't for this brother, you would be dead already. Put the gun down right now!"

Dongzi's eye twitched, his Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice tightened, yet he still refused to budge:

"Brother Dog—I'm sorry. I'm a police officer."

Hua Shier reached out and snatched the gun from Dongzi's hand with ease, as effortlessly as an adult taking an ice pop from a two-year-old.

He twirled the gun halfway between his fingers, then casually slipped it into his waistband, his tone carrying a hint of perfunctory coaxing, as if he were talking to a child:
"Stop messing around, what are you kids doing playing with guns? Listen to your brother."

After saying that, he grabbed Xiao Ge by the back of the neck, shoved him in front of Dongzi, and laughed:
"This is for you. I wish you a bright future and great success, Officer."

After saying that, he laughed and beckoned a few people to turn around and get into the van.

Hua Shier turned around and reported the situation. When Xu Pingqiu helped them clean up the mess, they naturally deserved a lot of credit!

As for how to clean up the mess? With the fighting already this bad, the local colleagues will definitely investigate their identities. Xu Pingqiu will have to go out and talk to the other side's leaders to suppress the matter before the mission is over!

Feng Yuxiu walked last, turning his head before leaving, pointing two fingers at Dongzi, his gaze sharp as a knife:

You'd better be careful.

Dongzi felt a tingling sensation down his spine. Facing Feng Yuxiu, he felt as if he were being stared at by a wild wolf, and his hair stood on end.

Hua Shier, who had already boarded the bus, leaned out of the window and shouted to Feng Yuxiu:
"Ash, get in the car quickly, what are you doing?"

Feng Yuxiu then withdrew his gaze, turned around, and got into the van.

Xiao Ge shouted from behind, her voice filled with anguish:

"Big brother—take me with you!"

Dog grabbed his arm with one hand and twisted it backward, while pressing down on the back of his neck with the other, firmly pinning him to the ground like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered.

“My dear nephew, you’d better behave yourself. This is the retribution you’ve brought upon your father. Before, when you made mistakes, your father would clean up your messes, but now nobody cares about you!”

Dongzi watched the two vans drive further and further away on the country road, his expression complex and indescribable.

Although he had taken down Xiao Ge and Song San's factory this time, he felt no sense of accomplishment whatsoever.

When those two groups of thugs were fighting, he could do nothing but tremble with fear.

He took out his phone and dialed a number:
"Captain Qin, I've found the factory."

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