Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 724 - 711: He’s Still Alive (Part 6)

Anyone who’s been dealt with by He Lei knows the power of his fists. Just looking at his arm as thick as a bowl is enough to make those getting hit swallow hard. Fortunately for Liu Fugui at this moment; if it were an ordinary person being pummeled so ferociously and with such violent rage by He Lei, they might not be dead, but they’d probably be clinging to life by a thread.

To say the least, Liu Fugui is certainly gutsy. Even though he was knocked down and unable to get up by He Lei, he didn’t make a sound, and the more he endured, the more it ignited He Lei’s beastly nature.

At this moment, Liu Fugui was protecting his head with his hands, his body curled up, while his bloodshot eyes were peering through the gaps in his arms, staring fiercely at Yang Buwei, who was holding a gun on his son. He was waiting for a chance, a chance to rescue his son.

"Hahahaha!" Yang Buwei laughed wildly, watching the once-mighty tyrant being beaten helplessly right in front of him. This feeling truly made him feel delighted.

However, seeing He Lei go at it like a wild bull, he was concerned that He Lei might lose control and kill the other party. If it did happen, he would have a hard time explaining it to Spring Xiu. After all, Spring Xiu had initially instructed them to capture Liu Fugui alive, and they had to wait for him to decide how to proceed.

But just when Yang Buwei was distracted, perhaps due to He Lei’s alarming shouts or Liu Fugui’s tragic appearance on the ground, Liu Yunpeng, who had been in a stupor, suddenly regained consciousness. He broke away from Yang Buwei’s hold desperately and immediately rushed towards Liu Fugui, intending to protect his father.

"Stop! Dad!" Liu Yunpeng’s hoarse and desperate shout chilled everyone listening, and it was this shout that dragged Yang Buwei back to reality. Seeing the captive he had restrained break free like this made him feel very humiliated.

He quickly turned and blocked Liu Yunpeng’s path, bending his arm to punch him in the stomach.

Growing up pampered, Liu Yunpeng couldn’t withstand such force and immediately cried out in pain, collapsing to his knees.

Liu Fugui saw all of this. His son’s fearless action just now deeply moved him, and it was precisely Liu Yunpeng’s move that made Liu Fugui see the fleeting opportunity he had been waiting for.

The commotion on Yang Buwei’s side had evidently caught He Lei’s attention, causing his movements to pause for just a few seconds. But it was these vital seconds that Liu Fugui seized firmly. With a swift sweep of his leg, he executed a beautiful sweeping kick, knocking over He Lei, who was standing independently.

Once He Lei was down, Yang Buwei instinctively wanted to turn his head to check, and as he turned, his gun would inevitably be diverted away from Liu Yunpeng.

"Bang!" The sound of a gunshot rang out. Yang Buwei couldn’t believe he was looking at his own shoulder, and the pain instantly shot to his brain, making him involuntarily cry out "Ah!"

Liu Fugui stood up, slowly pressing the still-smoking mini handgun against Yang Buwei’s head. "Yunpeng, are you okay?"

"Dad, cough cough, I’m... I’m okay. How about you?"

"Dad’s fine too. Get in the car and start the engine."

"Oh, okay. And you?"

"Don’t ask so many questions, just do as I say." At this moment, Liu Fugui’s nerves were highly strung, giving his voice an irresistible authority unconsciously.

"Alright, okay!" Liu Yunpeng shakily held his belly as he got into the car.

The gunshot had alerted the guards in the warehouse, and soon the Liu family father and son were surrounded at the corner by a fan-shaped formation of seven or eight people. Liu Yunpeng had never seen such a scene before, causing his hands to tremble uncontrollably, even when turning the key. "Dad, what... what do we do now?"

Liu Fugui stood proudly, his face calm, his eyes sharp like a hunter about to strike. He snatched the Type 54 pistol from Yang Buwei’s hand and calmly said to Liu Yunpeng, "Son, don’t be afraid. With your dad here, everything will be fine. Just make sure the car is ready to go, and then do exactly as I say! Got it?"

"Got... Got it!" Liu Yunpeng blurted out. Suddenly, he realized how tall his father’s back seemed.

He Lei, helped up by his men, felt humiliated seeing himself in such a mess. He grabbed a hand from beside him, snatched the person’s gun, and pointed it at Liu Fugui, roaring, "Damn you, Liu Fugui, I’ll kill you right now!"

"He Lei, you f***ing stop, do you want to get me killed?!" Yang Buwei’s voice trembled because Liu Fugui was pressing a gun against his temple, and the cold metal touch instantly made his remaining manly bravado vanish completely.

He Lei glared at the captured Yang Buwei, grinding his teeth. He genuinely wanted to pull the trigger and eliminate the nuisance!

"He Lei, don’t f*** around. If something happens to me, don’t think you’ll get away with it. Everyone listens up; nobody makes a move!"

"Good, make them move aside! As long as we leave here smoothly, I’ll release you. Otherwise, there’s no way you’ll see tomorrow’s sunrise!" Liu Fugui gently whispered into Yang Buwei’s ear, and the latter’s cooperation eased his worries.

"Sigh, looks like He Lei really wants you to go to Hell!" He Lei, seeing Liu Fugui’s lowered head, thought there might be a chance, not knowing that the latter had always been focused on the people blocking them.

"He Lei, damn you, step back, and all of you move away!"

Time quickly slipped by, and according to Yang Buwei’s instructions, his men quickly backed off. To be honest, even without Yang Buwei’s request, they didn’t wish to have a direct conflict with Liu Fugui. What Liu Fugui held wasn’t just any stick; the thing it spewed didn’t have eyes. If it hit anywhere, their lives could just end right there.

The subordinates retreated, but He Lei remained rooted in place, still pointing his gun at Liu Fugui.

"Mr. Yang, it seems your words carry little weight. Do I need to add another hole to your arm to strengthen your voice?" Liu Fugui spoke in a tone that seemed soft like cotton candy, yet chewing on his words revealed their true resilience.

"Damn, He Lei, are you not letting up? You want me dead, right? Fine, you few, I order you to immediately take down He Lei for me!"

The subordinates were dumbfounded. What is this, in-fighting? Plus, He Lei was no small fry, and he had a weapon. Were they being asked to court death?

Yang Buwei, seeing no action from his men, was so anxious he was about to cry. He truly felt helpless now, neither heaven nor earth answering his calls. He whispered to Liu Fugui behind him, "Mr. Liu, don’t worry, I’ll handle this and ensure you leave safely."

Liu Fugui coldly replied, "Hm, I’m not worried, but if I keep holding this gun, my arm might get sore and start shaking uncontrollably, and when it shakes, there might just be a... bang!"

Yang Buwei shivered all over at the simulated gunshot sound, feeling as if he’d really been shot by an accidental discharge.

"Damn it, He Lei, you won’t back off, huh? If something happens to me, it’s all your damn fault, you hear me? If anything happens, you all tell Boss Chun the truth. Tell him how this bastard He Lei got me killed, and make sure he avenges me by tearing He Lei to pieces!" (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)