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"There’s still about half an hour until the agreed time. I should deal with them before heading over," Yang Xiaoyou thought, glancing at the cars tailing them in the rearview mirror, a wicked smile creeping onto his face.
"Have you ever been on a carousel?"
"No," Mo Wenfu replied, wiping the sweat from his forehead. Instinctively, he felt that something unpleasant was about to happen.
"Now you get to try an upgraded version, to make up for your childhood loss." With that, Yang Xiaoyou slammed on the gas and brake simultaneously, yanking the steering wheel sharply. The black SUV spun in place, completing a full 360-degree rotation.
In that brief moment as it swung around, everything seemed to slow down for Yang Xiaoyou. The roar of the engine sounded almost surreal, and as the vehicle briefly crossed sideways, his window aligned perfectly with the cars chasing behind them.
At that moment, Yang Xiaoyou's left hand gripped his handgun tightly as he extended it out of the window, aiming at their pursuers.
"Spin speed: k, distance: k."
Bang! Bang! Bang! Three shots rang out, causing chaos among the vehicles in the rear. Two cars swerved wildly, colliding with others in their path, and one of them erupted into flames.
If someone could slow down the footage, they would see that when the SUV began its spin, before it was fully aligned with the rear, Yang Xiaoyou fired his first shot. The bullet struck the driver of the car furthest to the left on the road due to the initial centrifugal force.
The second shot was fired when he was directly facing another vehicle, hitting its left tire. These two shots were responsible for the ensuing chaos among the following cars.
As for the third shot, it was fired after the SUV completed its rotation and returned to its original position. It struck a fuel tank of a car that had collided and was now exposed.
Watching the flames reflected in the rearview mirror, Yang Xiaoyou remained calm. The police officers were likely busy dealing with those involved in the gunfight; it wasn’t hard to imagine that if news of this incident leaked, it would become a nationwide topic online.
In the Chinese Empire, shootings were considered extremely serious incidents. However, from Yang Xiaoyou's perspective, since multiple factions were involved, driven by their interests, they would likely work together to cover this up.
Of course, there was also a possibility that someone might use this incident to leverage state power against two factions. But that was beyond his concern; it wouldn’t implicate him directly. At most, he might have to give a statement due to being at the scene.
"Your marksmanship is indeed something I've never seen before. To achieve such a high rate of fire in such a short time is remarkable." At that moment, Mo Wenfu's face was slightly pale, and he looked somewhat dazed.
As soon as he spoke, he felt a wave of nausea wash over him.
"Thank you for the compliment; it was just luck," Yang Xiaoyou replied casually. With the biggest threat eliminated, all that remained was to see what the afb company could do.
"Not only do you possess analytical skills that rival mine, but your shooting ability is also incredibly strong. I can't help but wonder how you trained to reach this level. I never thought someone like you would actually exist in this world," Mo Wenfu said, his expression tinged with admiration.
"A jack of all trades? You overestimate me. At least when it comes to politics, I find it quite troublesome," Yang Xiaoyou replied. "By the way, put this on." He tossed a Black Hood to Mo Wenfu. "Although afb won't actively inquire about their clients' information, if your identity gets exposed, there's no guarantee you'll be safe. Reputation can be easily tarnished."
"Aren't you afraid I'll run off midway?" Mo Wenfu raised an eyebrow at the comment, his expression teasing.
"Haha, if you truly don't want to contribute, keeping you here wouldn't matter. Just consider it my misjudgment; I won't restrict your freedom," Yang Xiaoyou said cheerfully. However, in his heart, he thought that if this guy didn't help him recoup his investment, he would definitely make him understand what real pain felt like.
"Our company's reputation is at stake. For your sake, we've already found excuses to delay the ships that have set sail. If they don't arrive on time, the losses will likely exceed what you've paid us," said a fisherman dressed in typical Chinese attire, standing on a dilapidated boat. He gestured for Mo Wenfu to board.
Hearing this, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but roll his eyes. There are no businessmen who would willingly take a loss; if the other party is delaying things, it must mean that the risks for tomorrow aren't too high. He had spent nearly a third of his liquid assets on this venture. If it weren't for his consistently sound decisions, Nobunaga Hideyoshi would probably be going crazy by now.
If they had followed afb's usual pace and taken advantage of smuggling when they had free time, the costs wouldn't have been significant. But specifically reallocating ships like this was indeed quite expensive—real profit margins.
However, Yang Xiaoyou understood that this was due to the other party's channels and capabilities. If afb did this, they could make a lot of money. But if he had to pay out of pocket to temporarily smooth things over with connections, the costs would add up quickly—not to mention that time constraints made it impossible to meet deadlines. It was worth it in some sense; not everyone could earn such money.
"Safe travels," Yang Xiaoyou said as he watched the boat slowly leave the shore.
"Hope you remember your promise," Mo Wenfu replied calmly from the other side.
Although the other person's words sounded somewhat stiff, Yang Xiaoyou understood that as long as he did not do anything to cross the other party's bottom line, they would temporarily behave and work for him.
"Boss, a third of the liquid funds, just to help one person escape? That's a waste of money; who needs that much for smuggling?" Hearing Noah's furious voice over the satellite phone, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but chuckle.
"If you were in such trouble, I would choose the same." This statement immediately silenced Noah.
"I'm contacting you this time to tell you not to make things difficult for him. Let him lead you once, and you'll see the benefits." Working with Nobunaga Hideyoshi was quite simple for Yang Xiaoyou, but he knew he had to personally handle Noah's concerns.
Only Mo Wenfu could earn Noah's genuine respect, but Yang Xiaoyou had to ensure that Noah's team gave Mo Wenfu a chance to prove himself.
"Got it, but I'll only give him one chance. If he's just a scammer, hmph." Noah was very protective of the fresh talent cultivated by Hive Security Company. Since Noah verbally agreed and with Nobunaga Hideyoshi watching from the side, it shouldn't be a problem.
"Alright, I have things to do here. Keep an eye on the operation. Hey, those fellows you've recruited should be putting some pressure on you; don't let them outshine you." Looking at several vehicles that had stopped ahead, Yang Xiaoyou smiled and then hung up the satellite phone.
"Hmph! You Common Unity Party members are nothing but scoundrels. Kneel down and apologize; reveal Mo's whereabouts, and I might consider sparing your life. This situation has escalated, and I wouldn't mind sinking another into the river." The leader of this operation from Yongxing Society, Eagle Brother, stepped out of the vehicle with a hastily bandaged shoulder, his tone chilling.
It was this fellow who had caused his plan to fail spectacularly and created such a mess. His position was certainly at risk now; he even contemplated killing the other party immediately.
But Mo Wenfu was nowhere to be seen now. With things having escalated this far, he had to find a way to redeem himself.
"Oh? Since kneeling down and apologizing only means considering sparing my life, does that mean I'm pretty much dead?" Yang Xiaoyou leaned against a slightly deformed SUV, his voice sounding strange. Due to the full-face helmet he wore, no one could see the bloodthirsty expression on his face.
The accumulation of daily nutritional excess and the influence of physical mutation had caused Yang Xiaoyou's suppressed murderous intent to begin erupting uncontrollably.
"You’re quite sensible. Unless you kill yourself right now, if we catch you, no matter how tough you act, you'll have to confess eventually. Now you have two choices: either confess obediently so we can make your death quick and painless or resist until you experience the agony of being unable to live or die before meeting your end," one of Eagle Brother's armed companions said with a sinister smile.
"Clearly, there's another option. If you all die, it seems that would solve the problem." After casually shrugging, Yang Xiaoyou raised her hand and shot the gunman in the head, causing it to explode.
Even in death, the man's eyes remained wide open, seemingly unable to comprehend that his opponent would choose to attack in such a surrounded situation. The counterattack was so swift, precise, and lethal that it struck him directly in this dark environment from such a distance.
Bang, bang, bang! After Yang Xiaoyou killed the gunman, it was as if she had stirred up a hornet's nest. Continuous gunfire erupted, sparks flying off the surface of the SUV in front of her. In the distance, one could even faintly hear the roar of Eagle Brother.
"A rabble is just a rabble; changing clothes and grabbing a few guns doesn't make them any more formidable." Hidden behind the black SUV, Yang Xiaoyou couldn't help but sneer at the chaotic sounds. If they were white, she might have felt a bit more cautious about their numbers.
In this visibility, facing a group that had only undergone basic shooting training was her prime hunting ground.
"Sir, what should we do?" A police officer looked pale as he addressed the equally grim-faced sheriff while staring at the corpses littering the roadside.
"This is a big mess. Common Unity Party, you've gone too far this time," the sheriff muttered under his breath.
Meanwhile, a chubby man with obvious tape marks on his mouth stared blankly at the black SUV being slowly dragged away by a tow truck, his eyes glistening with disbelief.
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