Chapter 831 - 371: Chains of Fate

Chapter 831: Chapter 371: Chains of Fate

"Cough, cough..."

Ito Meiyu coughed twice, the blood-red finger marks on her slender neck clearly visible, yet she didn’t even blink, merely glancing at the silent Abe Shigehide, and sneered, "Hengshan He, I told you long ago, the strength of this Xia Kingdom special force is far beyond ordinary people. You missed this time, and next time you might never find such a perfect opportunity!"

Abe Shigehide’s pupils suddenly contracted.

"Hengshan He" was his real name, which he hadn’t used for a long time since that incident, but that was not the point. It was Ito Meiyu’s tone that made him feel a sudden chilling murderous intent behind him, like a cold needle piercing flesh, making his spine shiver.

But Abe Shigehide was not easy to intimidate, he crossed his right leg, looking out the window nonchalantly, speaking coldly.

"I never find excuses for failure. Next time, I won’t let him leave alive."

"Hehehe, that’s more like it, my chairman!"

With a strange laugh, Ito Meiyu’s face again returned to its previous sickly charm.

"Chen Zhiyu, Gu Ji, have you found anything over there?"

"Mr. Shi, I found something unusual near the shopping center, it seems quite a few tourists are running away!"

Seeing the gathering time approaching, Shi Zhengmin asked one last time, unexpectedly finding that Chen Zhiyu really discovered a clue.

Gu Ji was very close to her, turned a corner, and saw Chen Zhiyu standing at the alley entrance, wearing an administrative outfit.

As the girl said, there were indeed many people panicked and scattered from the alley.

"Watch out!"

In the chaotic scene, a sudden black shadow sprang out of the alley, extremely fast.

Instantly, Gu Ji’s legs burst with power, dashing to tackle Chen Zhiyu to the ground, then quickly rolled aside.

The next second, the shadow roared past with a sharp engine, rolling over where they were just now, zooming into the road with tooth-grinding tire screeches, the car tail swayed and left, only leaving two dark silhouettes.

"They actually carry crossbows on them!"

Chen Zhiyu lifted her head from the ground, took one look, then hurriedly pulled out her phone, trying to capture a photo as evidence.

"They don’t look like intelligence system people!"

Gu Ji also hadn’t expected such a small fugitive capture would involve not only various national intelligence personnel, top gang organizations like Liangben, but also other mysterious forces.

Does his 7472 troop have such great "charm"?

"Are you okay?"

At this moment, Shi Zhengmin also rushed over.

Chen Zhiyu shook her head, the three exchanged glances, unanimously agreeing to enter the alley to inspect.

Gu Ji swiped his right hand, drawing his pistol from the quick-draw holster on his waist, turning off the safety, holding it in a CQB short-distance chest grip, moving along the alley wall forward.

Before he reached the corner.

A strong stench of blood filled the air, accompanied by painful groans.

Gu Ji immediately raised his fist, stopping his steps, forming a circle with his left index finger and thumb, wrapping it around his gun-holding right wrist, like handcuffs on, then took out a grenade from his pocket, handed it to Chen Zhiyu at position two, fingers forming a gun, lastly covering his face.

Chen Zhiyu, having the same school background with him, naturally understood the meaning of this tactical sign language.

Discover the enemy, if the other side has guns, throw the grenade immediately.

But when she saw the grenade’s appearance, her expression instantly changed.

Even Shi Zhengmin reacted.

Being in the National Security Special Service, they naturally knew what this thing was: Foam Grenade!

Three, two, one!

The final hand signal dropped, Gu Ji stepped forward, bending his body to move around the corner, exposure of a figure in the view, "Don’t move! Get down!!"

"Hehehe! Don’t shoot, we are innocent!"

"Shh! Don’t shoot, we have already called the police..."

In the middle of the alley, besides a few bodies lying in a pool of blood, there were a few dark-skinned foreigners, two of them with arrows stuck in their hips and thighs, being treated urgently by companions, including a very familiar face: Vidhi Dali!

"They’re from India."

Shi Zhengmin’s professional capability was unquestionable, even in a morning meeting room with three hundred people, he could still recognize their identity at a glance.

"How could their actions be so quick?"

Chen Zhiyu muttered suspiciously, because in her understanding, the Indian intelligence agency was not as advanced in information technology and personnel quality as first-tier superpowers, how could they be ahead of others so long, unless it’s blind luck hitting a dead rat.

"Put the gun down, don’t be nervous, we just arrived shortly, these people weren’t killed by us, but by those two killers who escaped just now."

Vidhi was the leader of this group, and his status should be equivalent to Shi Zhengmin.

Perhaps afraid of Gu Ji’s Beretta pistol, he simply explained a couple of things.

"Killers?"

Shi Zhengmin subconsciously asked, Chen Zhiyu hurriedly showed him the photo she captured.

Gu Ji couldn’t help but feel a twinge of worry.

Originally, he arranged Vidhi Dali to come in order to stop Liangben from targeting Jian Na and Wa Xueming.

Unexpectedly, a group of "Cheng Yaojin" suddenly appeared midway.

"Looks like we’re still a step late."

Shi Zhengmin set down his phone, inspecting the bodies, "All these dead bodies were killed instantly, while India’s side only suffered shots to the legs, showing mercy, indicating they were prepared, not wanting to blow things up, most likely it’s a supporting team from 7472, thinking of using crossbows as weapons, that’s really genius..."