Chapter 135 – I admit, I was impulsive just now
Black Cape Town.
This is a rather restless early morning.
Before three o'clock in the morning, the first gunshot broke the night and opened the symphony of a crazy day in the border town. Half an hour later, the assault riot police arrived at the scene, and the battle immediately escalated into a full-scale firefight.
On the other side, the security team has been following a criminal group for over a year, whose business scope includes but is not limited to murder, arson, looting, kidnapping, drug trafficking, and so on.
Almost everything related to crime in this town has their shadow.
The head of the organization is called Li the Kidnapper, obviously because his surname is Li and he is also a cripple. According to the investigation, he was born in poverty, his parents divorced when he was young, and his whole life has been in a state of neglect.
In fact, this is not uncommon in Black Cape Town. His organization was initially established by people with similar experiences as him, and it grew bigger and bigger over the years, until it became the largest force in the entire town.
But today, their good days have come to an end.
A brave security officer finally obtained solid evidence of Li the Kidnapper's crimes after a long-term undercover operation, and the Security Bureau finally got the long-awaited opportunity. Today is the day of the decisive battle that will destroy this organization.
However, the resistance from the enemy is a bit beyond their initial expectations. It seems that the operation has been discovered by the other side, and the battle was forced to start before the deployment was in place. The originally planned swift assault operation has evolved into a firefighting battle, with bullets pouring and flying under the dawn sky, smoke lingering, and gunshots roaring like thunder, as if the whole town was shrouded in black smoke.
Li the Kidnapper hid in the deepest part of his office building, and the security of the entire building was extremely tight. Almost all members of his organization were mobilized, and the members of the group were dressed in black, walking in the dark smoke like a flock of crows.
After a stalemate, an assault team composed of the elite of the Security Bureau's special forces successfully broke through, and the first one rushed into the office building. Every checkpoint was breached, every defense line was pierced, until outside the office where Li the Kidnapper was.
And at the moment when the door was blasted open, almost everyone in the team's heart and lungs stopped.
A pitch-black, huge circular void, a black metal barrel, firmly resting on Li the Kidnapper's shoulder, like the gaze of the god of death, had already locked onto the direction of the door.
A single rocket launcher.
Such a head of a criminal organization in a border town actually had a rocket launcher.
No one was prepared for what they were facing inside. But at that moment, everyone felt the presence of the harbinger of death, knowing clearly that as long as the trigger of that killing weapon was pulled, all of them in the team would be turned into ashes in an instant.
The trigger was pulled.
The metal structure rubbed crisply, and the trigger made a crisp clicking sound along the gears. The creation of technology was like a metallic beast, accompanied by a deadly roar, the high-pressure smoke in the barrel pushed out a burning rocket with a bang.
The hideous criminal leader, the assault team maintaining their breach action, the rocket launcher flying upwards due to the strong recoil, and the black smoke spreading from the muzzle.
In a moment of frozen time, a still image, only the missile breaking through the waves of time under the flickering tail flame, approaching like the beat of the god of death.
In the blink of an eye, in the extreme instant that the naked eye couldn't see, the side wall of the building was broken open.
A large amount of bricks and concrete burst into the room with rolling dust, and the red and blue remnants broke through the dust like a piercing blade, forcefully entering this seemingly frozen time, chasing after the whistling missile.
Rising and falling in an instant. In the next second, Li the Kidnapper still held the rocket launcher high with a grim smile, and the special forces members had already thrown themselves down for cover.
However, the expected explosion did not occur.
Li the Kidnapper was stunned for half a second.
Where is my rocket?
Where did such a big rocket go?
The heavy rocket was almost taken away by the recoil. Did it really disappear halfway?
"Are you looking for this?"
A light laughter sounded above the room.
And then everyone saw this scene in astonishment.
A blue figure suddenly appeared like a mechanical god descending from the sky, floating in mid-air with a warm and radiant smile, pinching the rocket as if playing with a toy.
The poor missile was still futilely spewing flames, but it could never escape the powerful grip of that seemingly casual five fingers. The fingers that seemed to be casually pinching had already sunk into the metal shell, and after a moment, the propellant was exhausted, and it withered like a wilted flower.
He threw the ineffective missile aside like throwing away garbage. At that moment, everyone's heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.
Li the Kidnapper was dumbfounded.
Of course, he knew Superman. It's really hard to find someone who doesn't know him these days.
But what did he, a mere human trafficker, drug dealer, murderer, and fraudster, do to attract the personal attention of Superman, such a big figure?
Upon careful consideration, he was just an ordinary criminal, not some monster from another world or a natural disaster like an earthquake or flood. How could he be personally targeted by Superman?
Am I worthy!?
The next moment, the gap in the ceiling popped open. A Gatling gun that had already been set up popped out and automatically locked onto the position where the team was.
Coincidentally, it was the position where the special forces members were.
The barrel spun, and the machine gun roared and growled. A fire dragon extended with a domineering roar, the drum magazine whirled, and the high-speed flashing gunshots and smoke even swallowed the gun barrel in dazzling flames.
But even before the special forces members realized what had happened, Jiang Bei had already flashed in front of them.
The machine gun bullets hit his solid blue chest with a rapid burst, splattering in all directions, but they couldn't cause even the slightest harm.
He stood against the gunfire, calmly taking steps forward. The deformed bullet heads kept falling and clattering at his feet, appearing to the special forces members like a fortress watching over them.
Someone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
He's really faster than bullets.The automatic machine gun was merely a trap setup, with a rapid firing speed but a small magazine capacity. It was emptied in less than ten seconds. Jiang Bei walked unscathed to Guai Zi Li, giving him a smile.
Later, when Guai Zi Li recounted the event, he admitted that he wasn't sure what he was thinking at the time.
Perhaps it was a momentary impulse, or the adrenaline was playing tricks on him.
In any case, a beast-like instinct, honed from years of fighting on the streets, overpowered his fear and made him abruptly stand up from behind his desk.
He pulled out his personal handgun, aiming it at Superman's eyes.
The gun fired.
A spinning bullet was propelled from the barrel by the flame.
Then it met a hardness that a bullet shouldn't have to endure.
It struck the gem-like eyeball, deformed, and finally fell shriveled to the ground, rolling onto the floor.
Guai Zi Li held his gun, staring at the eye he failed to penetrate, silent for a moment.
Then he quietly lowered his gun, raised his hands, and sat back down in his chair.
"I admit, I was impulsive just now."