Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Chapter 582

In fact, he had no intention of killing those three people at all.

In his opinion, although these three people each had their faults, they were not hopeless and could still be useful in some aspects.

In this way, we can make the best use of everything and let the three of them contribute.

If they can finally board the mysterious flower boat successfully, regardless of whether the person named Lubadu exists on the boat, He Yuzhu will choose to show mercy and spare their lives. This can be regarded as accumulating a favor for himself and leaving a way out.

So, the three brothers quickly gathered together, their heads pressed tightly together, and they could almost feel each other's rapid breathing.

They lowered their voices and began a secret discussion.

Everyone's expression is constantly changing. Sometimes they look solemn because of the severity of the situation, with their brows twisted into deep furrows; sometimes they hesitate because of the difficulty in making a decision, with confusion and hesitation in their eyes, and they are experiencing an extremely intense struggle in their hearts.

They knew that this operation was full of unknowns and dangers, and that any carelessness could lead to eternal damnation.

But when I think about how I have practiced martial arts hard for many years in that dim training room in the biting cold wind, and how I have endured countless lonely and difficult days and nights, I finally reached the peak of dark energy. Some people have even entered the realm of transformation.

It would be really unbearable to lose my life in this strange situation without knowing why!

Driven by their strong desire for life and confidence in their own strength, they repeatedly weigh the pros and cons, struggling within themselves.

Finally, the three of them looked at each other, gritted their teeth, showed determination on their faces, and nodded in agreement almost at the same time, as if declaring their determination to give it a try and meet all the challenges that were about to come.

Before long, all the carefully planned preparations were complete.

The man responsible for attracting the enemy's firepower stood as straight as a pine tree, his eyes as firm as cold stars, and he pulled out his gun without any hesitation.

The gun had been cleaned and maintained countless times. In his powerful big hands, it was like a loyal and reliable partner, emitting a cold and murderous aura.

He planted his feet firmly on the ground, bent his knees slightly, and put his body in a standard shooting posture. He raised the gun steadily with both hands and aimed accurately above the flower boat.

Then, he gently pressed down his index finger and pulled the trigger. "Da da da", in an instant, a burst of fierce shooting broke out.

For a moment, there was a burst of gunfire. The bullets were like wild horses running out of control, carrying with them a burning murderous intent and accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, as they flew rapidly towards the flower boat.

This place is already on the high seas, far away from the direct control of the laws of countries on land, and the constraints of the law have become extremely weak at this moment.

No matter which force it was, it seemed as if it had broken free from its constraints and became reckless and wanton at this moment.

In an instant, gunshots from all sides intertwined, one after another, deafening.

The gunshots were like heavy hammers, striking the tranquility of the sea and startling flocks of seabirds that were originally nesting nearby.

They flapped their wings, chirped in panic, and flew away in a panic in the distance.

On the flower boat, the powerful military force that had been carefully deployed was instantly attracted by this sudden change.

The enemy was well-trained and responded quickly, engaging in a fierce firefight across a narrow alley with the team attacking head-on.

For a moment, the sound of gunfire was as dense as firecrackers, and bullets whizzed through the air, creating dazzling sparks.

The two sides fought back and forth, neither giving in, and every shot was accompanied by roars and shouts.

The battlefield was filled with smoke and the pungent smell of gunpowder filled the air, making people suffocate.

Some fell down in the hail of bullets, groaning in pain; others took the opportunity to advance forward, shouting slogans.

This fierce battle seemed to set the whole world on fire. The flames flickered continuously, illuminating the resolute faces of every soldier.

At this moment, Liang Feixing and others had already driven the speedboat in advance and made a big circle on the rough sea.

Relying on their keen intuition developed from years of sailing at sea, they always pay attention to the movements around them, like hunters lurking in the dark, carefully avoiding the enemy's sight.

The speedboat sped along in the bumpy waves, and the splashing water wet their clothes, but it did not affect their determination to move forward.

The speedboat was like a sharp blade, splitting through layers of sea water and leaving behind a trail of snow-white waves, which seemed to add a different kind of scenery to the surging sea.

After a long detour, they quietly arrived behind the flower boat.

Liang Feixing stared at the flower boat, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He winked at his companions, and they all understood instantly.

Seeing that the time was ripe, he suddenly stepped on the accelerator to the maximum, and the speedboat engine instantly made a deafening roar, as if to break through the dullness of the sea.

The speedboat rushed towards the flower boat like an arrow.

The sea water was splashed high by the speedboat, forming crystal clear water curtains on both sides of the hull. Under the reflection of the sun, it refracted colorful light. But behind this beautiful scene, there was a crisis that was about to break out.

By the time they quietly approached the flower boat, the gunfire coming from above had gradually changed from the initial dense roar to the sporadic and sparse sounds of today.

It was obvious that the carefully planned firepower diversion from the front had worked, and most of the enemy's forces were firmly tied to the front as if attracted by a magnet.

The three men keenly captured this excellent opportunity, a hint of determination flashed in their eyes, and they jumped without hesitation.

Their figures were like three black lightnings, drawing three graceful and sharp arcs under the dazzling sunlight, "plop", "plop", "plop", splashing small water droplets one after another.

After entering the water, they moved swiftly and lightly, like three well-trained agile fish. Relying on the superb swimming skills they had acquired since childhood, they swam across the water quickly with their arms and legs. In the blink of an eye, they had swam close to the flower boat, leaving almost no obvious trace on the water surface.

Among the three, Xu Changfeng's strength is slightly inferior at the moment. However, as a master at the peak of dark energy, the energy he possesses should not be underestimated at this critical moment.

Xu Changfeng was agile. He tapped the side of the boat with his toes, used the protruding rivets on the hull as a fulcrum, and held the edge of the boat firmly with his hands like an eagle's claws. He exerted strength from his waist and abdomen, and lightly climbed onto the ship like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

Zhou Hongtao and Song Ming followed closely behind. Relying on his powerful internal strength, Zhou Hongtao slapped the hull with both palms, and the whole person was ejected like a cannonball and landed steadily on the deck.

Song Mingze climbed up the rope of the ship with a nimble figure, his movements smooth and seamless.

For these experienced and skilled heroes, boarding the ship is just a routine operation in their rigorous daily training. It is easy and effortless.

Then, the three of them adjusted their states and carefully checked their guns, daggers and other weapons again to ensure that there were no problems.

They took a deep breath, their chests rising and falling violently, trying to calm their inner tension and anxiety.

They exchanged a firm look and nodded slightly. In that look, there was trust as strong as a rock and determination as hard as iron, carrying the courage of their do-or-die battle.

Afterwards, Liang Feixing took the lead in action. He was agile and nimble, like a monkey who had been through the mountains for a long time and was agile and nimble.

He was seen using his hands and feet, relying on the strength and skills accumulated from hard training in his daily life, to climb up at an astonishing speed.

His movements were seamless, smooth and swift. Every time he exerted force and tensed his muscles, he unleashed a powerful sense of strength.

In just a blink of an eye, he had boarded the ship safely.

The sea breeze was howling, making his clothes rustle.

Without any hesitation, with the belief that he would die, he rushed into the crowd fearlessly, and a thrilling fight broke out in an instant.

His figure moved like a ghost through the chaotic crowd. Wherever his fists and feet reached, a cold light flashed. Enemies fell down with screams, and blood quickly spread on the deck.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Wuji and Xu Changfeng exchanged glances, understood each other, and lightly tapped their toes. Like two black lightning bolts, they followed closely, nimbly leaping onto the side of the ship one after another and landing steadily on the deck.

As soon as they got on board, they quickly drew out the sharp blades at their waists. The cold light flashed, and the blades cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Wei Wuji's figure was like a ghost, and he swung the long sword in his hand with great force. Wherever the sword flashed, the enemies screamed and fell to the ground; Xu Changfeng held two guns in his hands, with a nimble posture, and shot left and right, and every gun hit the target accurately.

The two of them quickly joined up with Liang Feixing, and the three of them formed a battle formation with their backs to each other, like a solid wall of steel, to resist the enemies coming from all directions.

In an instant, the shouts of killing, the sounds of weapons colliding, and the whistling of bullets on the ship intertwined and made a loud noise.

Bullets flew through the deck like raindrops, splashing sparks on the deck; blood gushed out and flowed through the cracks in the deck, dyeing the originally clean deck into a glaring crimson.

The two sides engaged in a thrilling life-and-death struggle. The intensity of the battle continued to escalate, and it fell into a white-hot stalemate. Every minute and every second was filled with life-and-death crisis.

However, it wasn't long before the fierce battle gradually subsided.

The smoke of battle slowly dissipated like the dusk, revealing a horrific and devastated battlefield.

The people who stayed below were extremely anxious, but they could only wait quietly and helplessly.

Their eyes, as if attracted by a magnet, were firmly fixed on the flower boat, their eyes were full of unconcealable worry.

Everyone prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that the brave warriors who boarded the ship would be able to overcome numerous obstacles, successfully board the flower boat, and complete this arduous mission.

At this moment, the wind and clouds suddenly changed, and the originally calm sea surface suddenly surged into huge waves.

Wei Wuji, covered in blood, rushed onto the splint desperately like a gust of wind carrying a bloody smell.

His shirt, which had been straight as before, was now completely soaked with blood, sticking stickyly to his body, outlining his scarred body.

His face was also covered in blood. The dried blood mixed with sweat covered his eyebrows and cheeks, making him look disheveled.

As he staggered forward, he kept shouting loudly. His voice was distorted and hoarse due to anxiety and fatigue, as harsh as sandpaper.

He Yuzhu, who was standing far away, vaguely caught the other person shouting "I want an ambulance" amid the noisy sounds of the whistling sea breeze and the crashing waves!

That voice, like a heavy hammer that penetrated through layers of haze, struck everyone's heart fiercely with unquestionable urgency, moving everyone present and making their hearts hang in the balance.

When Lin Wanting, who was standing by, heard this, her body trembled violently, and the coffee cup in her hand fell to the ground with a clang, with porcelain pieces scattering everywhere.

Her eyes suddenly became empty, and her whole body seemed to be drained of all its bones and muscles. She lost all support and fell straight back to the ground.

Her eyes were full of fear and worry, like a lone boat in a storm. Her body trembled violently involuntarily and her teeth began to chatter.

He Yuzhu was also shocked when he saw this, and the documents in his hand fell to the ground.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Could it be that one of the three of them was unfortunately shot and injured?

Judging from Lin Wanting's reaction, the situation seems extremely serious.

Or was it a sudden attack by the enemy? This was in the bustling Central District, who would have the guts to do that?

Thinking of this, his brows couldn't help but frown, his forehead was instantly covered with fine beads of sweat, and his face was full of worry.

Everyone drove the yacht and rushed towards the flower boat like an arrow.

The yacht cut through the waves on the sea, stirring up layers of white splashes, like silk cut by a sharp blade.

Before they could get close, everyone saw from afar that Liang Feixing was in a hurry. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his expression was panicked, his steps were so messy that he almost staggered, and he walked quickly down from the flower boat holding someone.

His footsteps were hurried, every step seemed to be a race against time, his face was full of anxiety, and his brows were deeply twisted into the shape of a "川" character.

When the distance got closer, everyone finally saw the face of the person Liang Feixing was holding tightly in his arms - it was Xu Changfeng!

At this moment, Xu Changfeng's face was as pale as paper, his lips were cracked and white, and his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had fallen into an endless dark abyss, his life or death unknown.

There were two hideous wounds on his body, one on the shoulder and the other on the abdomen. Blood kept oozing out like a flood, quickly staining his clothes red. Under the blowing of the sea breeze, the bright red bloodstains looked even more shocking.

Liang Feixing's feet were like the wind as he ran all the way, his hurried footsteps raising clouds of dust.

He looked panicked, with beads of sweat rolling down his forehead. He quickly approached and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Oh no! Something big happened in the flower boat. Everyone inside was murdered! Quick, send us to the hospital. My junior brother Xu Changfeng was shot twice and is in critical condition!"

His voice trembled slightly with anxiety and grief, and carried a hint of despair.

Hearing this, Lin Wanting, who had just struggled to get up from the ground and was already weak, felt like being struck by lightning.