Unbridled, Depraved

Chapter 230: He who knows the current affairs is a hero

In the pouring rain, the world seemed to be shrouded in a thick gray veil, and everything in sight was blurry and chaotic.

In the midst of this chaos, a clear and powerful broadcast voice broke through the sky like thunder, hitting every corner of the black van.

"Vehicles ahead, please pay attention! We are the Myanmar-Lai government forces, you have been completely surrounded by us."

"Please put down your weapons immediately and get out of the car! Do not offer any unnecessary resistance!"

"I repeat, please put down your weapons immediately and get out of the car immediately! Do not offer any unnecessary resistance!"

The voice on the radio was firm and majestic, and every word was full of unquestionable power, which made the people in the car feel chilly.

Huishan poked his head out, his eyes widened in disbelief, his gaze fixed on the huge armored vehicle not far ahead.

The armored vehicle's cold steel shell shone faintly in the rain, like a ferocious beast ready to pounce, coldly staring at them, the trapped prey.

Huishan felt a strong sense of unwillingness and despair in his heart. He tried to grasp the last glimmer of hope and shouted to the driver: "Quick! Turn around! We have to leave here!"

The van seemed increasingly fragile and powerless under the ravages of the rainstorm. When the driver tried his best to turn the key, the car seemed to be strangled by the throat of the god of death. The engine only made a few dull roars before falling completely silent.

Huishan's heart sank to the bottom. He understood that they were in a desperate situation at the moment.

"The car broke down, it kept hitting and hitting...it wouldn't start!"

The driver's words were fragmented due to nervousness. His hands slapped the steering wheel helplessly, and his eyes were full of panic and helplessness.

The rain slid down the car window, blurring his vision and his mood at the moment.

He looked helplessly at May who was sitting in the back row, and his voice was a little tearful, "Big Miss...what should we do!"

"Why panic!"

A fierce look flashed in May's eyes, a determination to seek a chance of survival in a desperate situation.

"Hold still, don't make any noise!"

After saying that, May's eyes fell on the weapons box in the car, and she gave orders to her companions: "Brothers, grab your weapons!"

"Wait a moment!"

Huishan spoke up to stop them. He looked at May, with a complex emotion in his eyes. "They are outnumbered. If they force us, we will never be their opponent."

May frowned slightly when she heard that, but then relaxed again.

She thought about it, then nodded and replied: "Uncle Shan, you are right. But we still have hostages, which are our bargaining chips. If all else fails, we will use the hostages to save our lives. I don't believe they dare to touch Xie Jincheng's wife."

There was a hint of ruthlessness in her tone. Huishan did not say anything, but just nodded silently, agreeing to the proposal.

At this time, the voice from the loudspeaker sounded again, more urgent and severe:

"Warning again! Everyone in the car, get out and surrender immediately! Otherwise, we will take coercive measures!"

That sound was like a death warrant, making the atmosphere in the car even more tense and depressing.

Shisandao clenched his fists, turned his head and looked at Huishan, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Uncle Shan, I will use the hostages to protect you. You can find a chance to leave."

Huishan was about to speak when he was interrupted by a sudden piercing noise.

The noise was like a sharp blade cutting through the night sky, instantly filling the entire space and making everyone's heart tighten.

However, the piercing noise came and went quickly. Almost at the same time it reached its peak, the piercing noise quickly faded away, and was replaced by a low and magnetic male voice.

It penetrated the surrounding noise and reached everyone's ears clearly:

"I have long heard of the name of Senior Huishan, the 'Mountain God Flying Knife'. It is like thunder in my ears. I am so surprised to meet you here today. I think this is fate."

The moment Shen Qianhe heard the voice, his pupils suddenly dilated, as if he was suddenly hit by an invisible force, and his heart began to beat violently.

She never expected to hear Xie Jincheng's voice again at this critical moment, in this place, and in such a way.

"Junior Xie Jincheng, the reason I came here this time is that I hope Senior Huishan will release my wife."

"Whatever your conditions are, we can sit down and talk about it."

Xie Jincheng's voice was deep and powerful. Seeing that the people in the car still did not respond, he continued in a deep voice:

"As long as you are willing to negotiate, there is room for change."

"Otherwise, the Xie family in Beijing and the Xiao family in Hong Kong will not let go of anyone who has anything to do with the kidnapping of my wife."

His tone revealed a kind of determination and hardness, "Including your only blood relative in this world, Xiao Mo."

When Huishan heard Xiao Mo's name, a hint of imperceptible panic flashed across his eyes involuntarily.

But as a veteran who had experienced many battles, he quickly sorted out his thoughts in his mind, suppressed the brief panic, and replaced it with a stern and calm expression.

He was certain in his heart that Xie Jincheng would not really attack Xiao Mo.

Before deciding to kidnap Shen Qianhe, he had conducted a thorough investigation of Xie Jincheng and was well aware of his style and bottom line in dealing with people.

Although Xie Jincheng is very skilled, he is not a cold-blooded person. He believes that Xie Jincheng will not do anything to harm innocent people.

No matter what, he is still the elder brother who is related to Shen Qianhe by blood.

However, there was one thing he couldn't figure out: how Xie Jincheng found this place in such a short time.

The message Zhou Rui had secretly sent before clearly pointed out that Shen Qianhe was imprisoned in the western park, and this was an extremely hidden path leading from the west to the south. Only a handful of people knew the specific route tonight, no more than 5 people.

Huishan's brows were furrowed, his thoughts like flying leaves, circling and intertwining in his mind.

Just as he was immersed in his own thoughts, Xie Jincheng's deep and powerful voice rang in his ears again, like a cold blade cutting through the night sky:

"Senior Huishan, he who knows the current situation is a hero."

"You'll have 10 seconds to think about it. After seconds, I want to see my wife."