frightfiction Chapter 1146 The Power of the Masses is Boundless
Chapter 1146 The Power of the Masses is Boundless
Da Bao paused for a moment, then said loudly.
"Meeting adjourned! All units, please ensure your comrades leave safely. We will resume the meeting tomorrow at 9:30. Goodbye, comrades. Thank you for your hard work."
Prolonged applause filled the hall, accompanied by shouts from the people.
"Goodbye, leaders. You've worked hard..."
From the top brass to provincial and municipal leaders, everyone smiled and applauded as they watched the workers leave the square in batches.
Suddenly, Da Bao felt the hairs on his body stand on end. Without hesitation, he turned around and shielded the boss and Lu Jianbang with his body. Just then, a gunshot rang out in the distance, and a flower of blood bloomed on Da Bao's shoulder.
The guards reacted immediately, kicking over the table and hiding the leaders behind it. They all drew their guns and looked warily in the direction of the gunshot.
More than half of the workers who hadn't evacuated remained in the square were enraged by the gunshot. With a roar, they rushed towards the direction of the gunfire.
The gunman hiding behind the tree was aiming, but before he could fire a second shot, he was pulled out by countless steel-like hands, pinned to the ground, and then bombarded with countless iron fists and big feet. In just two or three minutes, the gunman was turned into a bloody pulp and died a gruesome death.
The scene was chaotic. The big boss and Lu Jianbang were holding Da Bao. Da Bao waved his hand. He had been shot in the right shoulder. If it were a pistol bullet, his true energy would automatically reduce the bullet's power to the weakest level. But this was clearly a rifle bullet, and the bullet had completely penetrated his shoulder.
Da Bao sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and focused his energy in his dantian. The big boss stared in disbelief as Da Bao slowly used his true energy to force the bullet out. The big boss had seen countless extraordinary people in his life, but he never expected that the young man in front of him would also be an extraordinary person. This discovery deeply shocked him.
In fact, Da Bao deliberately let the big boss see this scene. For leaders at the level of the big boss, they don't believe in science, but in metaphysics. Only those so-called new cultural figures would stand up and say that these things that cannot be explained by reality are all feudal superstition.
The master had indeed witnessed the use of internal energy to force the bullets out. During the war, an old Taoist priest was shot five times while covering the retreat of a dozen or so leaders. However, none of the five shots hit vital organs, as the old Taoist priest had already dodged the bullets at the same time.
Then these leaders watched as the old Taoist priest, sitting cross-legged in meditation, forcefully expelled all five bullets from his body. But that old Taoist priest was the head of Wudang Mountain, at least eighty years old.
But the boy in front of me is clearly just over twenty years old. All of Da Bao's information is on the desks of various leaders. He remembers clearly everything from when he wet the bed to when he was weaned. The only turning point is that after he fell into the water and was rescued at the age of eighteen, he seemed to have become a different person. Not only did he become more composed, but he also seemed to have some kind of supernatural ability.
Fortunately, this child not only has a clear background and a clean family history, but also has no flaws. More importantly, this child is patriotic, and that alone is enough.
After the big boss returned to Beijing, he wrote down the strange things that happened to Da Bao and put it on the desks of the leaders. The leaders called over several people from Bureau 749 and told them about how Da Bao used his true energy to force the bullet out. The people laughed, but then the leaders were all stunned.
Five people came from Bureau 749: two elderly people with white hair, a kind old woman, a young girl, and a child of about thirteen or fourteen.
The child pulled a pistol from the guard's body; the guard had no idea how the child could have drawn his gun from ten meters away.
The child grinned, pressed the gun against his chest, and pulled the trigger without hesitation. Instantly, the big shots couldn't take it all in; a ball of seven-colored light enveloped the bullet, preventing it from advancing an inch.
The boy pointed a pistol at the young girl and repeatedly pulled the trigger, firing two bullets at her. The girl shook her head and spat out the two bullet heads.
Their performance made the leaders forget about Da Bao. Compared to that, forcing the bullet out of his body was easier. Besides, the girl and child looked younger than Da Bao. So everyone agreed that Qin Da Bao was just a martial arts genius.
What they didn't know was that the girl and the child were already 120 years old, the oldest of the five. They just had different cultivation methods. Da Bao, on the other hand, was actually 20 years old. This age was nothing compared to the other girl's.
This indirectly dispelled the leaders' doubts, and they trusted Da Bao even more, but that's beside the point.
After having dinner in Fujian, the bigwig took a private jet back. Lu Jianbang, accompanied by Wang Wenlin, checked into the provincial guesthouse. The former secretary's family was still living in the No. 1 compound of the provincial party committee, but since he was alone, he was more comfortable staying in a guesthouse.
Da Bao and his work team returned to the military sub-district guesthouse. Everyone knew the team leader's wife, daughter, and sister had arrived, so they tactfully refrained from disturbing them.
Da Bao is staying in a suite with two large beds inside and outside. The kids can squeeze in a bit, but it's still manageable.
Upon arriving at the guesthouse, Da Bao took out two beggar's chickens, a dozen meat buns, and a jar of freshly squeezed juice from his spatial storage when no one was around. The juice was so sweet that he diluted it with water from the spirit well, making it incredibly delicious.
Upon entering the room, Cuicui and her two younger sisters were still fast asleep, exhausted. Zuo Mingyue sat in a chair, watching Nuannuan run around on the floor. Nuannuan's belly was already showing; she was four months pregnant, bigger than most women at six months.
As soon as Da Bao entered the door, Nuan Nuan ran over barefoot. The child is now nineteen months old and in good health, but her speech is still not very clear and she has a slight lisp. But that's normal. Niu Niu was three years old and still had a lisp, but one day she suddenly corrected it.
Nuannuan cupped Dabao's face in her two little hands, kissing him affectionately from time to time. Dabao's heart melted at the sight of his daughter. He took Zuo Mingyue's hand and they sat down together on a chair. Anyone who saw Zuo Mingyue now would praise her as a virtuous wife and loving mother. No one would have guessed that just over a year ago, she was a little devil who swept through the military compound. Now she was elegant and poised. It was clear that Dabao's upbringing had been very effective.