Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 324 Counterattack
"Let's talk it over!" Harper shouted quickly when he saw that the current situation was not favorable to him.

His two men were carefully trained by him, so they were naturally quite skilled. Now, they were quickly dealt with. Harper knew that even if he went into battle himself, the result would not be any different.

His hand quietly reached for his waist, where a gun was hidden. People in his line of work had to deal with emergencies at any time, so they naturally carried a gun.

When he touched the gun, he naturally felt confident.

"Here! Here!" Jack ignored Harper's shout, his attention was completely attracted by a shabby briefcase on the desk.

He walked over quickly, opened the briefcase with trembling hands, his eyes full of joy.

What he lost is right here!
He finally found those materials, those files that recorded the names and stories of his brothers. What he considered to be extremely precious was just "garbage" that others casually threw on their desks.

Harper looked at Jack, who was full of joy, and his eyes jumped. This man was so careless that he didn't even notice him? If he was killed here, wouldn't it be a permanent solution?
The only thing to pay attention to is Shi Fei.

In Goff City, there are very few Chinese people except in the Chinese area and the technology area.

Is this Chinese a trouble? Harper glanced at Shi Fei secretly, and Shi Fei happened to look at him too.

Their eyes met in the air.

After a thorough eye contact, this person seems...ordinary!
It would be better to... kill them all!
Harper made a quick decision and pulled out the gun from his waist at an extremely fast speed, turned on the safety, pointed the gun at Jack, and prepared to pull the trigger.

But Jack at this moment was no longer the Jack of yesterday! The moment Harper drew his gun, Jack sensed his murderous intent and even predicted his move in advance.

So, Harper moved, and so did Jack.

Jack suddenly turned sideways to avoid Harper's shot. The bullet flew past his shoulder and hit the wall behind him with a loud "bang".

Jack didn't stop. He rolled forward with a clean and neat movement, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

Before Harper could react, Jack stood up and kicked him hard in the chin.

"Bang!" Harper's jaw was hit hard, and he fell back, his head dizzy. Before he could stand firm, Jack's fist was like a sledgehammer, hitting him hard on his body and his right arm holding the gun.

"Ah!" Harper couldn't help but scream, and the gun in his hand was disarmed by Jack.

"Damn, how come this guy is so powerful!" Harper was shocked and angry.

He thought about how those two subordinates had managed to snatch the information from Jack. It was such a huge joke!
"I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me!" Harper grimaced in pain, his face covered in cold sweat. He quickly raised his left hand that could move and begged for mercy.

His right hand had lost feeling from the blow from Jack.

Jack looked at him coldly, the muzzle of the gun in his hand pointed steadily at Harper's forehead. There was no trace of pity in his eyes, only cold anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"You stole my bag?" Jack's voice was low and hoarse, filled with long-suppressed anger, as if it came from the depths of hell.

The shooting just now did not anger Jack, but Harper sent people to snatch his bag, taking away his years of hard work and hope, which was the source of his immense anger!

He wants to kill Harper! Harper's face turned pale in an instant, and he said with trembling lips: "I was also entrusted by someone, I am just a tool! Lauda Insurance Company assigned me!"

At this moment, in order to save his life, he sold out the client's information without hesitation.

Reputation and professional ethics are worthless in the face of life and death. Only by surviving can there be hope and a future!

"Lauda Company?" When Jack heard the name, the scenes of the entanglement with the insurance company in those years instantly emerged in his mind.

He thought of his own insurance and the insurance of his brothers, the bulk of which were covered by Lauda Insurance Company.

Many years ago, there were people at Lauda Insurance who would receive him, argue with him, and shirk compensation with various excuses. But in recent years, he couldn't even get into the door of Lauda Insurance.

Why did Lauda Insurance want to kill him now? What were they afraid of?
"Why did they take my bag!" Jack asked angrily, with suppressed anger in his voice.

"They wanted to kill you, but I only sent someone to take your bag!" Harper argued loudly, trying to excuse himself: "I saved you! I saved you!"

"But you were going to kill me just now!" Jack retorted coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.

"You were the one who broke in first..." Harper was interrupted by Jack before he could finish his words. This punch made him realize that now was not the time to argue with Jack, but to find a way to save his life.

So he quickly changed the topic and said, "Lauda Insurance Company wants to solve your problem because they are going to elect a mayor. The new candidate may use the firefighters' case to attack his political opponents. They don't want you to become someone else's bargaining chip!"

"Running for mayor?" Jack heard this and his face showed a half-smile, half-crying expression. His eyes were full of complex emotions, as if he was recalling something.

"Is it that time again?" Jack let out a laugh that sounded like crying.

Every four years, he runs for mayor. Whenever he is still useful, he will be pulled out to tell the story of him and his firefighter brothers over and over again on the radio and in the media.

Those politicians used his pain and sacrifice to win voters' sympathy and votes.

But…what happens after the election?

He is still himself, and the families of those brothers still have not received compensation.

Before the election, he was of the greatest value. After the election, he was worthless! The mayoral election was just to trick voters into voting, not to fulfill his promises!

But this time, Lauda Insurance Company was prepared to spend little money to solve a big problem. They didn't want Jack to be a bargaining chip for others, so they decided to get rid of him directly.

"I see, thank you!" Jack's voice was terribly calm. He threw the gun aside and punched Harper hard on the cheek.

"Stop hitting me... Stop hitting me..." Harper begged for mercy, but soon he fell silent.

Not only was there no sound, but there was no life either. He was beaten to death by Jack's punch after punch!

Jack's fist was stained with blood. He looked at the motionless Harper, then picked up the gun and shot the other two people with two shots.

(End of this chapter)