Chapter 8 - 3: Showing Off_3

Chapter 8: Chapter 3: Showing Off_3All the police officers instinctively took a step back, even Qi Manlin was at a loss. She had just completed two years on the force and was not very experienced. This could be said to be the most dangerous situation she had encountered since joining the police. Her heart was pounding, repeatedly commanding herself to calm down, but she couldn’t calm down. She instinctively looked at Lin Mu beside her, not knowing why, at a crucial moment, she always felt that this extraordinary man was more reliable. But after all, she was the police officer here, wasn’t such a thought laughable? Lin Mu stood quietly to the side. At this moment, no one was confident enough to save the hostage from the muzzle of the assassin’s gun. Though he was the strongest Special Forces King, he wasn’t immortal. seaʀᴄh thё nôvel_Fire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Seeing Qi Manlin’s pleading look, he responded with a firm gesture, encouraging her to stay calm, not to panic, with this super soldier present, there was still hope. Lin Mu and Qi Manlin exchanged a glance, and he quietly suggested, "Start by negotiating with him. Promise him an escape to stabilize the assassin’s emotions!" Unlike Qi Manlin, Lin Mu obviously had more experience walking the edge of death, handling such situations skillfully and effortlessly! Lin Mu’s words were right; Qi Manlin finally realized that this man’s ideas were almost identical to hers, only he always thought ahead. In a life-and-death moment, she no longer cared so much, forgetting the awkwardness and misunderstanding from the bathroom earlier. She put her gun away and sincerely called to the assassin, "Hey, brother, don’t get excited. You can’t escape after killing, we can sit down and negotiate. Whatever conditions you need, I’ll do my best to meet them. If you give up voluntarily now, I’ll plead with the judiciary for leniency." "You’re not qualified to negotiate with me!" The assassin arrogantly said, "Put down your guns, all of you!" It was obvious that this assassin was a seasoned "old revolutionist," with no regard for life and death. Qi Manlin was momentarily speechless, but Lin Mu knew that those who hovered around the edge of death cherished life more, just like himself! The assassin was no exception; otherwise, he had plenty of time to shoot the beautiful hostage dead, but he didn’t, showing he feared the police’s guns. He feared death too! Of course, everyone fears death! But this assassin insisted, "Stop the train and let me go, or I’ll shoot President Su. Trading my worthless life for the noble President Su’s is worth it!" Just when things seemed to have a glimmer of hope, the most bumbling guy reappeared, Bai Kaixin, Deputy Captain Bai. Lin Mu’s earlier kick had only used a fraction of his strength, otherwise, Bai would have had internal injuries. He already knew his own foolish actions had endangered the hostage Su Xiaowan and made the situation harder to resolve. If the assassin was let go, Bai Kaixin would become the main person responsible for the case, as his reckless actions had misapprehended Lin Mu, giving the assassin the upper hand, plunging Su Xiaowan into an almost irreparable abyss! He couldn’t be the scapegoat for the failed operation, so he decided to muddy the waters, making everyone involved, ensuring it wouldn’t affect his promotion! "Listen up, suspect, you’re surrounded by the police! Release the hostage immediately, drop your weapon and surrender! Otherwise, the police will resort to lethal sniping methods and execute you!" Hearing Bai Kaixin shout, Lin Mu and Qi Manlin were infuriated to the point of losing their minds. Fool! Bai Kaixin is just an idiot! At this point, the hostage was still under the assassin’s gun, and this shout not only failed to intimidate the assassin but also cut off all his escape routes. If the assassin fell into desperation, how could Su Xiaowan have any chance of surviving? Qi Manlin suddenly felt like an angry lioness and yelled furiously, "Bai Kaixin, get out!" The fact was just that, this guy couldn’t accomplish anything but spoil everything, and today he had brought immense trouble upon himself. But instead of backing down, he decided to confront Qi Manlin, inflamed with righteous indignation, he arrogantly shouted to the officers in a leader’s tone, "Prepare to shoot, everyone. I’ll count to three. If the assassin refuses to surrender their weapons and release the hostage, shoot to kill on the spot!" Lin Mu was filled with regret. Earlier, he had been too gentle; had he known, he should have kicked this guy out of the window. Now it was too late to regret... "I’m the highest-ranking officer here, Bai Kaixin. I order you to stand by and don’t act rashly..." However, Qi Manlin’s roar did not have any effect. Bai Kaixin stubbornly raised his gun and directly aimed at the assassin’s chest! "Bang!" The gun went off. Bai Kaixin really fired, but his foolishness was in his terrible aim. At only ten meters away, he only managed to hit the assassin’s left shoulder. Damn, if his aim had been just slightly better, a fatal shot might have been adventurous yet justified! Unfortunately, it was too late, and nothing could change. Waiting for him would be the assassin’s deadly retaliation; remember, the assassin’s gun was still pointed at Su Xiaowan! The gunshot was deafening, and passengers were frightened, diving beneath their seats. The assassin, already touching death, wore a dark expression. Though the shoulder wound wasn’t fatal, he had fallen into complete despair, losing all trust in the police with no room for negotiation. He raised the gun decisively, with wide eyes, aimed, and pulled the trigger! From his angle, Su Xiaowan and Bai Kaixin were almost aligned, needing only two shots to end their lives. He was confident in his marksmanship. It was exactly like in the dream, except that Lin Mu’s handcuffs were undone. Though the handcuffs restricted him little, every millisecond delay at this moment was fatal for the hostage girl. Worthy of the Special Forces King from the North African Battlefield, Lin Mu’s body was stationary one millisecond, and the next, it shot forward several meters like lightning. His ordinary-looking body seemed to have multiple images, like in slow motion, the next millisecond, it appeared imposingly in front of Su Xiaowan. It was like the legendary Wave Riding Step! A mind-boggling technique, and also the highest technique in the Shaolin Vajra Sutra, seemingly like a dream, an illusion, or lightning... There was no high-definition camera at the scene, if there was, they could see that Lin Mu’s eyes seemed to flash with a mysterious pale blue aura, an extraordinary supernatural power. If a term had to describe Lin Mu at that moment accurately, it could only be called a divine reappearance. Yes, at that moment, he was god, fully utilizing the Seventh Sense of the human body. Lin Mu’s goal at that moment was to intercept the bullets heading for the girl from his dream with his own body. Yes, time was too fast, he had no room to think, nor could he predict the outcome. The assassin’s firing speed was incredibly fast, in the blink of an eye, he fired three shots, bang, bang, bang... in the not-too-dim compartment, muzzle flashes were visible, discernible to the naked eye. Two deadly bullets shot toward the stunned hostage at a speed beyond human sight, the girl in the dream whose chest had been pierced; that dream was a reality, one Lin Mu never doubted. The bullets never hit the girl because, in front of her, there was a body blocking two life-threatening bullets, while the third veered off course because, as the assassin fired the last bullet, a life-taking dagger was already lodged in his throat, blood gushing out, and he exclaimed in disbelief, "So... fast..."