frightfiction Chapter 591
Chapter 591
When the strange van slowly came into view, an indescribable feeling of uneasiness quietly crept into my heart.
With the experience he had accumulated over many years in the business world and in complex situations, he sensed something strange.
The van's trajectory was too deliberate and its speed was odd.
He Yuzhu's heart sank suddenly. He subconsciously tensed his body and stared at the van's every move.
The moment the car door opened, the flash of metallic luster made him realize instantly that there was someone in the car carrying a gun!
At this moment, the van was approaching rapidly like an arrow from a bow and a ghost, and the danger was just around the corner.
Even so, He Yuzhu, relying on his extraordinary intuition accumulated over many years of adventure and his swift reaction speed far beyond that of ordinary people, was still the first to shout out the thrilling warning that could save everyone's lives at the critical moment: "The other party has a gun!"
His voice resounded like a huge bell, carrying with it an unquestionable urgency and anxiety, echoing continuously in the empty space, as if to embed this dangerous signal deeply into everyone's heart.
After hearing these words, everyone felt as if a basin of cold water was poured over their heads. The chill instantly spread to every limb and bone, and they were instantly awakened as if from a dream.
The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and fear engulfed them like a tide. Everyone realized in an instant that danger was at hand, and their bodies reacted instinctively immediately.
The people who were originally leaning leisurely or sitting casually in the car were now like frightened birds, with fear and panic in their eyes.
They lowered their heads as quickly as possible, their movements were hurried but uniform, just like well-trained soldiers who heard the emergency assembly horn and did not dare to hesitate for the slightest.
Everyone knew that what was coming was likely a fatal threat, and only by lowering their bodies as much as possible could they have a better chance of survival.
In this small space inside the car, everyone held their breath, and only the violent beating of their hearts revealed their extreme nervousness and anxiety.
Almost at the same moment, deafening gunshots suddenly rang out. The repeated "bang bang" sounds, like dense drum beats, instantly broke the original tranquility of the street.
At that time, the streets were busy with traffic, and pedestrians were hurrying, immersed in their daily lives, and completely unprepared.
The sudden gunshot was like a thunderclap, shocking everyone.
The bullets whizzed past with great impact, like small artillery shells, ruthlessly shattering the car windows.
The broken glass flew everywhere like snowflakes, reflecting the cold light under the sunlight, revealing the cruelty of the violence.
In the blink of an eye, shocking bullet holes were made on the car door. The edges of the bullet holes were jagged, like a bunch of ferocious mouths, telling the horror that had just been experienced, as if accusing the world of this unprovoked atrocity.
Fortunately, they were cautious and had foresight. Just in case, they carefully selected three identical cars as cover.
The three cars look exactly the same, with their bodies gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the sun. They are driving one after another on the street. At first glance, it is impossible to tell which car is the focus.
The enemy was hiding in the dark like a lurking wolf. They only knew that the target person was in the convoy, but they had no way of knowing which car their prey was hiding.
For a moment, the enemy was caught in a dilemma, with tension and panic spreading in their hearts.
After a brief silence, the enemy finally couldn't hold back and launched an attack.
They focused their attack on the middle car, attempting to suppress it with powerful firepower and force the target person to reveal his true identity.
For a moment, bullets poured down on the body of the middle car like a rainstorm. The dense gunfire splashed a string of sparks on the body of the car, and the harsh sound of metal collision was endless.
At the same time, the enemy did not relax their vigilance on the two cars in front and behind. They used cross fire to try to block all possible escape routes.
For a moment, the streets were filled with smoke and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air, making it hard for people to breathe.
The sound of vehicle sirens, gunshots, and people’s screams intertwined together, as if playing a melody of chaos and fear.
At this moment, He Yuzhu felt a raging rage suddenly rising from the soles of his feet and rushing straight to his forehead. The anger in his chest seemed to be about to burst him, and he was so angry that he was fuming.
He didn't have time to think about it, and without hesitation he suddenly stretched out his powerful mental power, trying to find a way to break the impasse by using this hidden and powerful force.
However, misfortunes never come singly. The distance between the two sides was so short that it was almost a close combat. The enemy's bullets were like dense raindrops, pouring down on them without any gaps.
He Yuzhu had just dodged and avoided the bullet coming from the front, when another bullet whizzed towards him from a tricky angle.
Not only did he have to dodge left and right, relying on the flexible posture he had acquired over the years to maneuver in the hail of bullets and avoid those deadly bullets, he also had to keep his eyes and ears open at all times, paying full attention to the ever-changing surroundings.
His eyes were like powerful searchlights, not missing any corner, scanning the surroundings rapidly, just to accurately capture every bullet that might threaten the friends around him.
Every time he dodged a bullet, it was like jumping back and forth and dancing dangerously on the edge of life and death. The slightest hesitation or misjudgment would result in him being hit by a ruthless bullet and dying on the spot.
Fortunately, these attackers were full of flaws and lacked the coolness and competence of professional killers.
They fired in panic, the bullet trajectories were chaotic, and most of them missed the target in the chaos.
In this dangerous moment, He Yuzhu showed extraordinary agility.
He was agile, like a flash of black lightning, and he dodged the bullet that was heading straight for his chest by a hair's breadth. The bullet whizzed past the corner of his clothes and left a deep bullet hole in the wall behind him.
Then, He Yuzhu's eyes locked onto another bullet flying towards Huo Yingdong.
His movements were as fast as lightning, and he had already stretched out his hand before people could even react.
The hand seemed to have some invisible power and caught the bullet accurately.
For a moment, the whole world seemed to freeze. The bullet that was originally fatal was now in his hand, as if it was cast under a spell and stopped moving forward, as if marveling at He Yuzhu's bravery and fearlessness.
At the same moment, He Yuzhu's peripheral vision was as sharp as an eagle's. He suddenly caught a glimpse of a bullet wrapped in a deadly whistle, cutting through the air and flying straight towards He Hongshen with the force of thunder.
At the brink of life and death, no thought flashed through his mind before his body reacted first. The muscles in his arms tensed instantly, bursting out with a powerful force, pulling He Hongshen beside him with force.
This pull took all his strength and determination.
The bullet that was originally aimed at He Hongshen accurately had its trajectory deviated by He Yuzhu's pull, and whizzed past He Hongshen's ear dangerously.
He Hongshen only felt as if a biting cold wind suddenly blew past his ears, and there was a hint of chill in the wind, as if the cold fingertips of the god of death were gently caressing his ears.
His body shivered uncontrollably, and his back was already soaked with cold sweat. In this way, He Yuzhu relied on his instinct and courage to help He Hongshen escape this disaster.
This sudden change came unexpectedly, like a sudden storm in midsummer, so fast that it caught everyone off guard.
On that evening in March 1984, as the sky gradually darkened, the streets of Central, Hong Kong were still busy with traffic.
He Yuzhu had just finished a business meeting and walked out of the office building. He was wearing a neat suit and walking hurriedly, unaware that danger was approaching quietly.
A van that had been waiting for a long time suddenly started like a dormant beast.
The car door slid open suddenly, and several figures quickly leaned out, pointing the black muzzles of their guns at He Yuzhu.
All that was heard was a series of rapid gunshots coming from the van. The "bang bang bang" sounds instantly broke the tranquility of the street, and pedestrians screamed in fear and ran away in all directions.
The car then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, the tires rubbed against the ground violently, making a harsh screeching sound, raising a puff of green smoke, and galloped away like a wild horse.
The speed of escape was astonishingly fast, as if there was an evil ghost chasing after him. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared at the end of the street, leaving behind only the frightened crowd and the smell of gunpowder in the air.
However, when everyone came to their senses in shock, they were shocked to find that the driver was slumped over the steering wheel, blood gushing out of his wounds, staining the driver's seat red, and his life or death was uncertain.
The smell of blood permeated the air, stimulating everyone's olfactory nerves.
He Hongshen was frightened out of his wits by the thrilling scene just now. His originally rosy face was now as pale as paper, just like a fallen leaf attacked by frost.
His body seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. He couldn't stop shaking slightly, and his teeth were even chattering unconsciously.
It took him a long time to wake up from his dream. His movements were so slow that it seemed as if every inch of the process of standing up took up all his strength. He sat up slowly, with deep fear still in his eyes, as if he was trapped in a dark abyss, unable to extricate himself.
When his eyes fell on the shocking bullet hole deeply embedded in the pillow, he couldn't help but feel a surge of fear in his heart.
The bullet hole was dark, like the mouth of a ferocious beast, telling of the danger that had just occurred.
If He Yuzhu had not helped me just now, I would probably be the one lying in a pool of blood.
The man hugged He Yuzhu tightly, his arms so tight that his knuckles turned white, and he said with a trembling voice, "Oh, how lucky I am! Fortunately, you were quick to pull me back in time, otherwise the bullet would have hit me, and the consequences would have been disastrous! I owe my life to you."
When He Yuzhu heard this, his signature hearty smile instantly spread across his face. His laughter was so bright that it seemed to be able to dispel all the haze in the world.
He stretched out his broad, strong palm and patted the other's shoulder heavily, with a force that carried the intimacy and concern of a brother.
"Hey!" He shouted, his voice loud and clear, with undisguised enthusiasm, "We are brothers. We have been through gunfire and hail of bullets, and we are friends for life! It would be too polite to say these polite words now!"
After saying this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a row of white teeth, and his tone was so relaxed, as if the life-and-death crisis he had just experienced was just a small farce on the street and not worth mentioning.
Although the van that caused the trouble sped away like a wild horse and disappeared at the end of the street in an instant, the dust it raised seemed to tell of the thrill that had just happened.
But everyone present felt as if a heavy rock was pressing on their hearts, and a feeling of uneasiness spread like a tide.
No one can be sure whether there are other gunmen lurking in the dark, just like poisonous snakes hiding in the dark abyss, spitting out their tongues, lurking coldly, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any time.
He Yuzhu's eyes were sharp as a torch. He quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind, made a prompt decision, and gave orders to his bodyguards in a voice as loud as a bell.
Those well-trained bodyguards sprang into action instantly, dispersing quickly like nimble cheetahs.
They held weapons with cold light on the gun bodies, their eyes were sharp and vigilant, not missing any corner, and controlling the surrounding situation closely with a professional attitude to prevent any unexpected situation from breaking this brief peace.
Everyone gathered around, looking solemn, and began to examine it carefully.
After a while, there were sounds of people gasping for air at the scene.
In addition to the driver of the second car who was unfortunately shot and died in the driver's seat, with blood oozing down the gap between the seats and staining the seats bright red, a bodyguard in the first car was also killed.
The bodyguard was a burly man, but now he was lying lifeless beside the car, his suit soaked in blood, a shocking dark red color.
His eyes were wide open, and there seemed to be lingering fear and unwillingness before death in his empty eyes, and he died with his eyes open.
Looking at the horrific scene before him, Ye Deli felt a surge of rage rising from the bottom of his heart, instantly burning his face red.
His breathing was rapid and heavy, his chest heaving violently, he gnashed his teeth and roared indignantly: "These crazy guys actually did this so brazenly, it's really despicable and hateful!"
His voice was hoarse and broken with anger, like sandpaper.
At the same time, he clenched his fists, veins bulged on his arms, and his joints turned white from excessive force, as if he was going to crush all the evil in the world in the next second.
Ye Han, who was standing aside, had a face that turned red with anger, his brows knitted tightly into the shape of a "川" character, and he nodded repeatedly, responding in a voice as loud as a bell: "Yes, fortunately we had foresight and noticed something was wrong in advance, and pulled ourselves out of that place in advance. You didn't see it, but my heart was pounding at the time, and I always felt that something big was going to happen. If we had waited until things really got out of hand before we reacted and were trapped in it, then there would be no one to help us, and everything would be ruined, and it would be too late to regret it then!"
Recalling the thrilling scene just now, Ye Han was still frightened. His back felt cold and he couldn't help shivering, as if the danger was still around the corner.