Life Game In Other World
Chapter 433

Chapter 433: 433

Underneath that crisp gunfire, the swiftly flying bullet, like a bolt of lightning streaking across the sky, pierced through the exploding curtain of rain and penetrated the raincoat-clad man’s brain in an instant.

Bright red blood spurted out, mixing with the murky rainwater.

He Ao turned his head to look beside him.

Ennie’s mouth was slightly open, clearly somewhat surprised, but not that frightened; after several progressive rounds of stimulation, she had become less fearful of killing and death.

At that moment, the truck they were in shook a little.

It was clear that a driver had started the vehicle.

From He Ao’s perspective, the trucks behind them were also quickly starting up.

The expression on the driver of the following truck was obviously tense, with hands on the steering wheel shaking uncontrollably.

Typically, convoys like this are equipped with internal radios for easy communication.

It was evident that some bad news had come through the radio.

"Stop the car! Stop the car!"

The sudden gunfire erupted in a crackling barrage like firecrackers going off.

Dozens of off-road vehicles charged from all directions, pushing through the dense curtain of rain and crushing over the low bushes.

The wide tires splashed waves of mud on the ground.

These off-road vehicles skillfully blocked the convoy’s retreat.

On each off-road vehicle stood four or five burly men draped in simple waterproof capes, armed with submachine guns.

Rainwater slid down the cold barrels of the guns, and the trucks that had already started came to a halt once more.

"Dad?"

Ennie cautiously moved closer to He Ao, "Are these robbers?"

"These are Wilderness Wanderers."

He Ao replied calmly.

City dwellers don’t consider Wilderness Wanderers human, and correspondingly, they aren’t respected by Wilderness Wanderers either.

The laws of the city do not protect Wilderness Wanderers, but they also can’t control them.

Of course, not all Wilderness Wanderers disregard city rules. From a perspective of interest, there are both orderly and disorderly factions among Wilderness Wanderers.

Most of the time, Wanderer Camps are orderly; they rely on order to band together, with relatively fixed locations, absorbing nearby solitary wanderers to expand their population, and trading with the city for survival supplies.

Wanderer Camps usually have deep ties with the city’s interests and are, in actuality, comparable to small towns in the wilderness. They adhere to city rules to a certain extent.

In contrast, there is another force among Wilderness Wanderers—the disorderly Wilderness Wanderer families.

They are often comprised of one or several large blood-related families united in an organization with a small population and no fixed location, living off hunting wild beasts and trading with Wanderer Camps.

They do not respect city rules and have little to do with city interests.

Therefore, Wilderness Wanderer families are broadly involved in smuggling, trafficking in prohibited drugs, and other such activities.

Right, setting up roadblocks and robbing caravans is also common for them.

As the encirclement was completed, the people in the convoy realized there was no escape, and they started poking their heads out of the vehicles, looking around.

"May I ask which family has come forward?"

At this moment, the middle-aged convoy leader, draped in a large raincoat and holding an electronic megaphone, stepped out of the convoy and shouted loudly.

Bang—

A bullet landed in front of the leader.

Startled, he jumped back a step.

Then, he hastily continued to shout at the surrounding off-road vehicles.

"We are a Shalang Gang convoy, with past collaborations with various families in the wilderness. We hope you could show some mercy and let us pass, and we shall reward you generously in the future!"

There was silence all around, only the sounds of the wind and rain.

The Wilderness Wanderers on the off-road vehicles did not speak, but the vehicles briefly stopped and did not move forward.

He Ao had not chosen this convoy at random; this convoy belonged to Limen City’s largest gang, the Shalang Gang.

According to the information from Eve, they have deep ties with Limen City government and Stars Pharma, which is why they dominate the city’s underworld.

This convoy wasn’t transporting ordinary goods; aside from a few supplies, it was hiding a large amount of smuggled items and prohibited drugs.

This was also why He Ao chose this convoy, as these local power smuggling convoys are usually not subject to inspection.

Of course, the convoy had no good intentions in taking He Ao along.

When He Ao showed thick wads of cash and subtly revealed the valuable jewelry in his luggage, the convoy leader didn’t hesitate to take He Ao aboard, without inspecting his package at all.

He Ao really appreciated these kinds of collaborators with ulterior motives; to conceal their malice, they often prove to be much more agreeable than ordinary partners.

Of course, in Ennie’s eyes, this convoy leader seemed to be a rather kind-hearted uncle.

But the little girl probably didn’t think so now.

And now, this ’kind-hearted’ leader no longer had time to attend to He Ao.

He seemed quite satisfied with what he had just said, and it was obvious that the Wilderness Wanderers had stopped their actions, still somewhat wary of the Shalang Gang.

Holding the megaphone, he continued to shout into the desolate silence of the Wilderness Wanderers,

"Since we all make a living near Limen City, you should be aware of the reputation of our Shalang Gang. Our boss is known for seeking revenge at all costs. By making enemies with us here today, you won’t have an easy time in Limen City afterward."

When He Ao heard this, he frowned.

He glanced at his daughter and said softly, "Close your eyes."

Ennie was somewhat puzzled but still closed her eyes gently.

Yet she still left a tiny gap to look outside.

He Ao noticed her subtle movement but said nothing.

At this moment, the convoy leader continued to speak through the loudspeaker, "Spare our lives, and we will surely repay you handsomely in the future!"

This promise of a handsome reward couldn’t be connected with the previous threat of ’seeking vengeance.’

The off-road vehicles outside had come to a complete stop.

The leader put down the megaphone, a smile on his face as if they had already gotten through the crisis.

Bang——

The next second, a crisp gunshot rang out again, and a bright red flower blossomed behind the leader’s head.

His expression was frozen in shock and disbelief.

"Kill!!! Wipe them all out!!! Leave no one alive!"

What followed was gunfire, interspersed with the rain.

The sturdy car windows were punctured by the relentless gunfire, covered in dense web-like cracks.

The driver in the rear vehicle hadn’t even realized what was happening before a bullet struck his chest, killing him on the spot.

In an instant, the convoy devolved into chaos; with the leader suddenly killed, the gang members briefly lost their leader and failed to mount an effective counterattack.

However, they quickly organized themselves.

Some trucks unfolded their roofs to reveal concealed automated heavy machine guns.

Some gang members took small laser weapons from the rear of the trucks, taking cover behind the sturdy vehicles as they began to organize an effective counterattack.

The Wilderness Wanderers outside apparently hadn’t anticipated that the convoy’s firepower would be so formidable, and their offensive was temporarily halted.

The Shalang Gang could dominate Limen City because it had some strength to it, which might also have been why the leader was so confident.

Regrettably, he was too reckless.

The fierce battle rendered He Ao and his daughter unnoticed.

Unfortunately, this peaceful moment didn’t last.

Soon, the gang members of the convoy managed to withstand the Wilderness Wanderers’ assault. Despite the Wanderers’ greater numbers and more concentrated firepower, the disparity in weaponry was too great; the gang members had better equipment.

At this point, the gang members also realized that the Wanderers’ ability to take out the leader with such precision meant there had to be a strong sniper amongst them.

So they cautiously retaliated from behind the vehicles or used unmanned equipment to output firepower, severely limiting the opposing sniper’s performance.

The battle reached a stalemate.

As the fighting stabilized, the gang members finally noticed He Ao ’watching the spectacle.’

With the leader dead, the one now controlling the battle was the vice-leader, hiding behind a truck not far from He Ao.

Clearly, he was more cautious than the leader who had just died.

He glanced at He Ao and as he walked towards the rear of the convoy, he casually shouted into the walkie-talkie, "Send two men to kill the father and daughter in that carriage. We’ve been so clearly targeted, there might be a Wilderness Wanderer spy among us."

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Although his voice wasn’t loud, He Ao could roughly guess what he was saying from his lip movements.

He had suddenly become a suspected spy.

He Ao couldn’t help but laugh.

It was clear that this was just a pretext invented on the fly by the other side to eliminate a potential threat.

After all, they had already made enemies with He Ao, who was now right behind them. If He Ao seized a critical moment to cause trouble, it could easily affect the outcome of the fight.

Rather than wait for He Ao to cause trouble, it was better to strike first and take him out.

As the battle stabilized, the vice-leader began to establish his authority among the convoy members, and soon three fully armed gang members gathered around.

The vehicle He Ao was in was located in the innermost part of the convoy, so it sustained the least damage.

Of course, this was also deliberately arranged by the leader to prevent He Ao from escaping.

But this also made it easier for the three gang members to approach.

"Hey, uncle, you’re still alive?"

The leading youth was the same one who had been with the leader when He Ao first asked for a ride; they had met before.

He glanced at He Ao and then at Ennie behind him.

Ennie was beautiful, the kind that could be spotted in an instant in a crowd.

"Uncle, your daughter is really beautiful," said the youth with a smile, climbing into the carriage past He Ao.

He looked back at the two gang members behind him, "Tie up this old man."

"But... the vice-leader told us to just kill them..."

One of the gang members responded cautiously.

"Kill him? For what?" the youth rolled his eyes, "Look how enchanting this girl is, she’d fetch a good price in Ains, and besides..."

He unzipped his pants, eyeing Ennie, "Isn’t it more thrilling to do it in front of her father?"

"But..."

The gang member tried to say something else.

"Who’s the group leader here, you or me?" the youth spat out, then glanced again at He Ao and pressed the barrel of his submachine gun against He Ao’s face and said with a smile, "Look at this old man, he looks so sickly, does he seem useful to you? I am just going to—gurgle..."

A sharp blade pierced the youth’s throat, and fresh red blood flowed along the sword’s grooves.