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Chapter 705 - 683:

Chapter 705: Chapter 683:

Pshh...

Hei Hu’s huge axe mercilessly struck the bodies of the two security guards, instantly turning them into corpses as blood flowed everywhere. The guards were stunned, even Fan Changlong was scared silly. He stared blankly at Hei Hu, shocked, "Shit, what the hell is this thing? Bullets and blades can’t penetrate it, and it’s immensely strong!"

"General, we better get out of here! It’s too dangerous!" a guard urgently said.

"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Fan Changlong definitely didn’t want to die here. Although he came from a military family whose ancestors weren’t afraid of death, he had never experienced the battlefield or been to the battlefield. His experiences were merely some exercises, hardly any true blood-soaked battles.

"Where do you think you’re going!" Hei Hu had already targeted Fan Changlong, a high-ranking general. Killing him would be shocking news for all of Mainland China. Thus, Hei Hu was determined to slaughter Fan Changlong. Hei Hu continued to charge forward, and although a few guards tried to block his path, he didn’t stop the chase and crazily rushed forward.

Several guards were continuously slain, and Fan Changlong couldn’t escape in time; eventually, Hei Hu intercepted him. Hei Hu sneered coldly, "General, where do you think you’re going?"

"You bastard!" Fan Changlong’s face turned beet red. The Armed Police warriors were held up by the Fierce Tiger Gang, giving Hei Hu enough time to kill Fan Changlong. Fan Changlong didn’t want to be ridiculed, so he stood firm, decided to confront Hei Hu head-on, even though he knew in his heart that he was no match for Hei Hu, but his pride wouldn’t allow him to run away.

Hei Hu quickly slaughtered those few guards, then swiftly pounced forward. Standing over 1.9 meters tall, holding a huge axe, he looked fierce and menacing, with black hairs even protruding from his nostrils, his eyes filled with a murderous look.

"Die!" Hei Hu raised his axe, swinging it fiercely towards Fan Changlong.

Fan Changlong dodged to the side, evading the chopping attack. The axe of Hei Hu fiercely struck the ground, instantly creating a crack in the concrete, which even split open. This crack extended for an entire meter. Fan Changlong immediately felt a chill up his spine, inwardly cursing, "Shit, if that had hit me, I’d be dead a dozen times over."

Fan Changlong wiped his forehead. While the axe was lodged in the concrete, he instantly pounced forward. Although he was a "military second generation" who climbed up the ranks through connections, at least he had some military upbringing in his home, making him a formidable opponent. He swung his dagger, aiming for the other’s throat.

Unexpectedly, Hei Hu instantly pulled the axe from the ground. Fan Changlong couldn’t retract his strike in time and braced himself as he slid forward. Hei Hu raised his leg, kicking Fan Changlong fiercely in the chest. Fan Changlong was sent tumbling and kicked away. Then, seizing the moment, Hei Hu raised his axe again, chopping down fiercely.

Pshh...

A stream of hot blood sprayed out, splattering on Hei Hu’s face, burning his skin. Hei Hu’s face turned red. He touched the fresh blood, licked some with his tongue, and spat out a breath, saying, "So, this is the taste of blood!"

"My God, General Fan is dead!" Suddenly, a shocked and mournful cry erupted from the crowd.

The Armed Police and police forces immediately panicked. They surged forward toward the body of Fan Changlong. General Fan was the descendent of the Fan Family, and if he died in Hefei, the local government and many people would be implicated. With this, they risked their lives to rush forward.

Hei Hu shouted loudly, "Brothers, their leader is dead; our chance to break out has come!"

The men of the Fierce Tiger Gang seemed to find an outlet for their fury and immediately followed Hei Hu in a rush, breaking through the police and Armed Police encirclement. At that moment, numerous members of the Fierce Tiger Gang from the northern part of the city were rushing to help. When they learned of Hei Hu being surrounded in Hefei, they hurried over, only to find that the encirclement had already been broken.

Soon after, hundreds of them scattered and fled by car.

The local police immediately notified the traffic police squadron, coordinating with the Armed Police subdivision to start sealing off major transportation routes, including a comprehensive blockade of sea, land, and air. However, the enemy vanished without a trace, as if they had never been there.

The news of Fan Changlong’s death reached Beijing, the impact of the news akin to a nuclear warhead falling over the skies of Beijing. It left all the Central Standing Committee members stunned, Fan Changlong was the sole son of the Fan family, and now he was dead just like that. Mr. Liu had to bear a huge responsibility; faced with such news, he was greatly shocked. He held a cigarette in his hand, sitting in a chair for a long time without speaking. A nearby guard saw the cigarette burn to his fingers and hastily reminded him.

"Ugh..." Mr. Liu immediately tossed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray.

His expression was solemn; his eyes were cloudy. He sighed and said, "Xiao Li, tell me... did I go too far this time?"

"No, Commander, you did nothing wrong!" The security guard immediately shook his head and said, "You are the commander of two military districts. Even if you were wrong, that would still be right. How could you be wrong?"

"Heh, people always make mistakes!" Mr. Liu smiled, then leisurely stood up and said, "This time, I listened to that exceptional child’s advice. Of course, I had my own ulterior motives as well, pushing out Old Pang, that old geezer. Alas, now it’s really killed Fan Family’s youngster. Old Fan is going to come after me now!"

"He too sacrificed his life for the country," the security guard said leisurely.

"Heh, died in his own country but not on the battlefield!" Mr. Liu laughed helplessly.

Sure enough, before long, an old man with white hair accompanied by over a dozen men in military uniforms arrived at Mr. Liu’s residence. Despite his white hair, the old man walked steadily and briskly. He led his group menacingly up to Mr. Liu’s bedroom and then shouted, "Old Man Liu, come out!"

"Heh, speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives," Mr. Liu sighed helplessly.

"Do you want me to go out and take care of it?" the security guard whispered.

"Nevermind, I’ll go out myself!" Mr. Liu chuckled and said, "The mess I caused has to be resolved by me!"

When Mr. Liu walked out, Old Fan immediately pounced on him, grabbing Mr. Liu’s collar and furiously demanding, "Old Man Liu, give me back my grandson’s life!"

"You decrepit fool, what has your grandson’s death got to do with me?" Mr. Liu shouted back furiously.

"If it weren’t for you driving away the Heavenly Reversal Gang, if it weren’t for you allowing the underworld to disrupt the country, if it wasn’t for you sending my grandson to resolve the turmoil you caused, how could my grandson have died?!" Old Fan was furious, and the men in uniform behind him, either his sons or his subordinates, were young and low-ranking and could only watch, not daring to step in or help.

Watching the two old men pinch each other’s noses, grabbing each other’s beards and hair, and then grappling together fiercely made the onlookers, all young men, burst into laughter. The fighting stances of the two old men were indeed bizarre, with all kinds of poses and techniques.

After about five minutes, both old men grew tired and simply sat down on the carpet, each with a cigarette in their mouth. Old Fan exhaled a cloud of smoke and said, "We’re old; we can’t even fight anymore!"

"Heh, indeed, old!" Mr. Liu laughed, seemingly reluctantly accepting his age. Old Fan glared at him and said, "Although we were once classmates, I didn’t care how you messed things up before. But now, bloody reality has proven your methods don’t work. Old Liu, I only had one grandson, and you got him killed. I supported your approach before, but now, I must oppose it!"

"Sigh... the mistake has been made, what can I do?" Mr. Liu sighed.

"Bring the Heavenly Reversal Gang back!" Old Fan shouted angrily. "With the Heavenly Reversal Gang present, the underworld across the country was peaceful, and with Elder Pang holding Ye Chen in check, there were absolutely no incidents. But you? For your own selfish gains, you sidelined Elder Pang, listened to malicious slander, and drove the Heavenly Reversal Gang out of the country. Now, what? The Heavenly Reversal Gang is gone, Elder Pang has stepped down. What have you done? The country is in chaos internally, the Northwest Grey Wolves in collaboration with the Russian Chechnya Party are bringing terror to our Northwest, supporting separatism. The Southwest Thirteen Hawks, with foreign backing, are massively smuggling drugs into the country. Old Man Liu, what are you trying to do?! If this continues, the country will no longer be a country, the people no longer the people!"

Faced with Old Fan’s roar, Mr. Liu seemed to have awaken. As a Superior, he had excluded Central officials for personal gain and let the national forces become chaotic, resulting in severe losses. Probably the common people suffered the most. They were victimized by these dark forces.

"So... what should I do?" Mr. Liu sighed.

"Hmph, immediately bring back the Heavenly Reversal Gang!" Old Fan declared angrily. "And summon Elder Pang from worldly society. Let him restrain the Heavenly Reversal Gang. Thus, you’ll kill several birds with one stone, not only stabilizing the domestic situation but also leaving no cause for blame. You surely don’t want people to point at your spine and curse you after you’ve died, do you?"

"Alright, then!" Mr. Liu realized that if he didn’t agree to Old Fan’s terms today, they would probably part ways. He had already caused the death of his grandson, and it was already quite fortunate that Old Fan hadn’t sought retribution. Now, not meeting his demands was inevitable. Helplessly, Mr. Liu could only nod and agree.