Wei Jie

Chapter 878 Taking Action

June 3, 1966, District One, Hua Fu. Xue Ping An sent identical text messages to Zhou Xian and Kang Dinghuang, which read:

"Chiefs, now that our Xue family's troops have been recalled to the rebel base, I'm going back as well. There are still many things there that need my attention. As for my family's matters, please inform me if you have any news!"

A short while later, Kang Dinghuang replied, "Come back! Let's talk face to face!"

Zhou Xian simply replied with one word, "Okay!"

That morning, Xue Ping An left the reception apartment, taking his entourage and crossing the border by land, heading to Sinaloa.

...

A little after 3:00 p.m., in a very quaint and niche café in Hua Fu, a young man of about twenty-two or twenty-three years old was chatting with a female friend.

"Where are you going later?" The young man had delicate features, with a touch of bohemian air about him.

"I don't know yet," the female friend replied languidly, sipping her fruit tea.

"How about you come with me to my company? See my e-sports base?" The young man invited with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I've never seen one before!"

"Shall we go then?"

"Sure, let's go!" the girl agreed readily.

The two left the café and took the elevator to the underground parking garage. The young man took out his car keys and opened the door of a very ordinary SUV not far away.

"Hehe, you should probably get a new car, right?" the girl asked with a smile.

"It's just a means of transportation, as long as it runs," the young man replied casually, bending down and heading to the driver's seat.

"Tap, tap!"

A series of footsteps came from behind, and four men wearing masks appeared beside them without warning.

"Bang!"

The leader grabbed the young man's head and shoved him directly into the car.

"What are you doing?!"

"Xu Zhou, right? Don't move, or I'll kill you!" the masked man shouted in a stern voice.

Next to them, the girl was about to shout when her mouth and nose were covered, and she fainted on the spot.

Thirty seconds later, two cars quickly left the building's underground parking garage!

...

At 10:25 p.m., in front of Hua Fu's largest nightclub, six world-renowned supercars drove in from the south side of the street. The engines, all with 12 or more cylinders, roared together, attracting onlookers.

The convoy slowly stopped in the nightclub's VIP parking space. A young man driving a pre-Era classic Batmobile Diablo, wearing a white suit, got out.

"Whoosh!"

A large group of service staff came out to greet him, escorting the young man and others into the nightclub, followed by more than a dozen security guards in an exaggerated manner.

"Brother Zhu, what's the plan for tonight?!"

"Didn't they say there's a female celebrity here?! Call her over to chat later. If the chat goes well, she can attend that charity gala tomorrow!" Brother Zhu looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old. From a distance, he looked handsome, but up close, his face was covered in acne, and his skin lacked luster.

The group walked and talked, heading directly to the second floor of the nightclub to attend a private party.

About an hour later.

Brother Zhu, drunk and disoriented, walked into the restroom on the left side of the party venue, arm in arm with a girl, his steps unsteady.

Four black security guards followed closely, their hands placed in front of their crotches as they vigilantly surveyed the surroundings while the door was closing.

"That girl is pretty good!" one of the black men said with a smile.

"To be honest, I want to do her too!" the brother next to him replied in a low voice.

Smiles of understanding appeared on their faces as they chatted quietly.

"Swish!"

Suddenly, the lights in the corridor went out.

The four men looked up sharply, reaching for their waists!

"Pfft, pfft, pfft...!"

A series of faint sounds rang out. About ten seconds later, the corridor lights came back on, and the four security members had disappeared.

"Creak!"

The restroom door was pushed open, and a scream that defied description came from inside!!

"Knock, knock!"

A knocking sound rang out. Brother Zhu, covered in sweat, roared in displeasure, "Damn it, what is it?!"

"Bang!"

The door opened, and a large hand grabbed Brother Zhu's hair. Before he could react, he was injected with a needle in the neck, and he fell down naked.

The woman inside looked at everything in horror, forgetting to scream for a moment.

Three minutes later, three men wearing work clothes, carrying a large box for repairing DJ equipment, got into a truck and calmly drove away.

...

Early morning.

Around 2:40 a.m., four SUVs arrived at a small town on the outskirts of Hua Fu City.

Xue Ping An, wearing a Tang suit, walked to the rear of the second car.

"Clang!"

The trunk of the SUV was opened, and Xu Zhou, who had been kidnapped in the underground parking garage, looked at Xue Ping An with terrified eyes.

"Tear!"

Xue Ping An took the initiative to tear open the tape on his mouth, reached out and took out a phone, and said softly, "Here, call your dad!"

Xu Zhou was stunned.

"Call him, it's nothing!" Xue Ping An looked at him with icy eyes.

Xu Zhou swallowed and reached out to take the phone, dialing his father's number with trembling hands.

"Hello?!"

"...Dad...Dad...I've been kidnapped!" Xu Zhou looked at Xue Ping An, constantly swallowing saliva. "He wants to talk to you!"

"Swish!"

Just then, Xue Ping An picked up a large, gleaming fire axe from the side of the vehicle!

Xu Zhou froze. "You...you want to...!"

"It's nothing, I just want him to hear a sound!" Xue Ping An expressionlessly raised the fire axe and swung it down.

"Ah!!"

Xu Zhou closed his eyes and screamed.

"Swish!!"

The cold light flashed, and the fire axe chopped down on Xu Zhou's wrist holding the phone with a crisp sound!!

"Ah!!"

Xu Zhou convulsed in pain, struggling violently in the trunk.

Xue Ping An ignored him, just raising the axe and chopping!

"Pfft!"

"Crunch!"

"Pfft!"

"...!"

The sound of bones being crushed and severed kept ringing out. Xue Ping An chopped three times before he brutally chopped off Xu Zhou's right hand.

Blood filled the trunk, and Xu Zhou had fainted.

"Hello, hello...!"

A constant voice came from the phone.

Xue Ping An wiped the blood from his face, threw away the fire axe, picked up the phone clutched in Xu Zhou's hand, and directly pressed the hang-up button.

Next to him, a strong man asked, "What's the next step?"

"Throw this hand at the doorstep of that important figure!" Xue Ping An took out Xu Zhou's hand, threw it on the ground, and said, "Send a gift first, and then we'll talk when I get back!"

"Got it!"

"...!" Xue Ping An pulled open the car door, his face still expressionless. "Notify Lao Er, after the troops return to the rebel base, don't act rashly. As soon as they leave, the higher-ups will definitely react! No rush, let them panic first, and let them experience the state of mind I've been in during this time!"

...

On the outskirts of the town of Sri Lanka, three thousand engineers of the Chi Army had begun to build a defensive zone, constructing trenches and fortifications.

The Chi Army, with the Third Division advancing on two fronts, covering one hundred and fifty kilometers, had made all preparations!

The cold wind blew. Zhao Wei Hu, with his hands behind his back, looked at the busy soldiers at night, at the rows of armored vehicles in the distance, at the well-organized artillery positions. Commander Zhao, with half his hair white, turned his head and said to Su Tian Yu, "I've been waiting for this moment for ten years!!"